Chapter 5.

Damian's POV

Since I found my wolf Ezra when I was 16, we have been on a journey to find our mate, and if I don't have intimate contact with her by my 21st birthday, I will die.

A fucking curse!

I'm the Alpha of The Lunar Sentinel Pack, which happened to be the last Lycan pack. Under my leadership, my pack maintains order in the werewolf world. I guard all packs against the rouge. All packs respect and fear me, but they don't know my life has entered the countdown.

Three days before my 21st birthday, and having wandered through all the packs without finding my mate, I got from my pack witch that my mate might be in the human world.

After a day and night of fruitless searching in the human world, my wolf Ezra and I were about to return to The Lunar Sentinel Pack when the scent of hot chocolates and vanilla hit me. But I couldn't point my finger at the feeling. My wolf, Ezra, was confused too. But he was blinded by the urge to taste the scent, controlled me, and rushed into a hotel.

Without a mate by my side, my wolf had started to go feral. No woman could ever satisfy him. The curse made everything worse.

'I want that woman!' Ezra growled, and the frustration was visible in his voice.

'Is she our mate?' I asked.

But Ezra had taken control of my senses without giving me any answer, forcing me to hunt down the woman. I kicked open the door and growled when my eyes landed on the naked woman in the bed.

The room was so dark that I could not again.

A growl escaped my chest, and I fisted her hair to bring her mouth closer to mine. I attacked her lips, and she moaned in my mouth.

"Alright, I hope you will not regret it after you wake up..."

She bounced herself against me. My mind was not in the right state with all the booze I had a few hours ago. But I couldn't remember drinking so much and getting so excited. My body reacts to her touches so severely.

I lined myself against her entrance. She was freaking hot and ready for me.

"Ready, baby girl?" I asked as my finger pushed against her wet entrance.

She jumped with the sensation and moaned on the pillow. I took that as a positive sign, and my tip moved inside her with ease because of all the creamy lube she was naturally giving me. Yet, I could feel it was her first time, which made my wolf insanely protective of her.

I gently kneaded her breasts with my palms. My thrusts, slow and deep, began building an unknown feeling in her belly-something that I had never felt before with any other woman.

What was she even doing to me? Why was she different?

I slammed harder, and she slapped the back of my head. I kissed her collarbone and cupped her breasts. We didn't break eye contact and watched each other as I moved atop her.

Slowly. In Rhythm. With love.

I closed my eyes and hugged her tightly. My movements increased, my teeth clenched, and my eyes set on her again.

Maybe she thought I was about to come now.

But with a quick motion, I changed positions and pulled out my dick out of her. It sprung forward before me. I lowered her and put my rigid member in her mouth. She hungrily sucked on it and felt me growing bigger and harder.

"I am going to use you all night..."

She had almost come twice and was snuggling peacefully beside me now. But the alarms went off in my head when I realized I was most vulnerable right now. Eventually, I left her, shifted to my wolf form, and pranced into the woods.

All the way, I couldn't forget about her beautiful eyes and soft moans. How could she be so seductive and fulfilling to my desires?

The guards bowed down at me, and I shifted to my human form. My mind was still not at ease whenever her thoughts crossed, but I decided to go and check up on the pack matters in the meeting room. My beta, Nathan, gave me a cheerful smile and handed me a glass of water.

"What happened? You don't look so good?" he asked.

I rubbed my head, not knowing how to explain to him about the scent, which not only did I not find my mate, but I may have taken the virginity of a strange human girl.

I didn't feel she had a wolf; I thought she was an ordinary human girl.

"Nothing, I got busy with something. Everything okay here?" I answered coldly.

He shrugged, "Everything else is good, but the witch Cassandra has been going crazy to meet you."

"Let her in."

Cassandra emerged through the doors, a necklace in her hands, as her lips read some spells.

"You're free, Damian! My Alpha! You're free." She jumped with excitement.

"What do you mean, Cassandra?" I asked.

"The curse. It's gone. Where is your Luna?"

My mind suddenly went blank, and my smile vanished as I remembered the woman I had slept with hours ago.

Mate!

I immediately asked Nathan to bring the girl back to me.

"I want her here!" I ordered.

Soon, I saw Nathan bring a woman up to me, her face terrified. I slowly moved closer to her and lifted her chin with my hand. As I had expected, she was beautiful, but strangely, Ezra had not had any reaction to her.

I felt no desire or protectiveness towards her, and no scent of hot chocolates and vanilla hit me.

What made me even weirder was that she had her wolf, but I didn't feel anything that night.

I suppressed my inner suspicion and asked Nathan to arrange a room for her in my pack's house. Slowly, her eyes on me went from fear to fascination.

I repeatedly confirmed that she was the woman from that night, and the hotel surveillance showed she was the last woman to enter the room.

Even if there is no specific mate relationship between us, as long as she is the mate that the Moon Goddess chose for me and broke my curse, that is enough, and I can train her strong enough to be my Luna.

In the five years I arranged training sessions for her, she practiced hard and was always on time. She would constantly work out and exercise for hours. Her ability to lead the team of wolves was quite impressive, as she effortlessly made herself a leader for all the women in the Pack.

She emerged as the best warrior of the pack, and everyone respected her for her position since she was the best candidate for Luna. My elders had accepted her a long time ago without any doubt.

"Welcome, everyone. Today, we are here for the auspicious ceremony of Lycan king Damian and his soon-to-be Luna," the elders announced.

I shot my head up to see my bride, Chantel, walking to me with her bridesmaids. My heart should have skipped a few beats, but neither my wolf nor I had any impact on us with her presence.

It felt like a responsibility I had to fulfill, and to some extent, I even doubted if she was my true mate.

"You're looking beautiful." I fake smiled at her.

I held her hand, and she stood beside me as the elders said the ritual vows.

"Please mark the Luna."

I walked closer and lifted her head, but someone shouted before I could mark her.

"You can't mark her! She's not your destined mate."