CH:4 A Price to Pay

Alexander’s POV

Ronan leaned close to me, his eyes shining with hate and pride.

“Brother,” he hissed, “soon I will rise to power. The elders who still cling to you, those weak old men who whisper their loyalty, will be the first to die.” His voice dropped, dark and cruel.

“I will use their blood as part of a ritual, you will see all of it, dear brother…”

“After that, it will be your turn.” His words cut deep. “I will kill you and offer you as my first sacrifice to the moon goddess.” I heard all of it. I tried to control my anger, my fists clenched under the sheets.

A flicker of anger flashes across my face. Ronan laughed, sharp and cruel.

“There it is. Haha, Good. I want you awake when I destroy everything you care about.” He mocked me.

“Sleep well, Your Majesty, and when the time comes, I will spill your blood under the moon.” He patted my cheek like I was a child. His touch burned, then he left, his laughter echoing down the hall.

I held my breath, controlling my anger and fighting a storm inside me. My body wanted to break him apart right then, but I forced myself to stay still. I opened my eyes, my teeth ground together until my jaw ached.

Patience.

All I had to do now was be patient. I stayed in this state for weeks after the uprising, since wolfbane poisoned my veins. My enemies thought I was broken. A king trapped in a bed, useless, half-dead.

But they were wrong.

Yes, the poison weakened me, but it didn’t kill me. I chose this stillness because I wanted them to believe I was powerless. The more they believed, the more secrets they revealed. And when the time came, I would crush them all.

Sapphire, my beta, entered, cursing under his breath. “My King, I should have—”

I silenced him with a look. His loyalty burned hot, but loyalty without control was dangerous.

“Not yet,” I said. My voice was rough, unused.

“Ronan will fall when I decide. And when he does, it will be final.” Sapphire bowed, but I didn’t hear what he said. My eyes had already drifted to her.

Vexia Blackclaw.

The girl lay tangled in blankets, her breath soft, lashes fluttering as if caught in troubled dreams.

My mate.

The word made my wolf ache with hunger. Vexia shifted in her sleep, lips parting as she whispered something in her sleep. Her head brushed against my hand. The faintest touch of her skin against mine was fire.

“King, should I take the girl away?” Sapphire asked me with respect. I shook my head.

“No,” I muttered. “Leave. I will handle this.”

“As you wish, Alpha,” He bowed and then left the room. The door closed.

Once again, the room was quiet, but I was not alone; she was sleeping beside me.

My wolf pushed me towards her. I couldn't be patient when my mate was beside me.

Ronan told me her father had poisoned me and betrayed me. And yet… she is mine. My wolf recognized her as his mate. I can see that fate itself has tied us together.

Moving closer to Vexia, my heart beat fast. I brushed my fingers along her collarbone, tracing the warm and naked skin.

My eyes lingered on her breasts as I removed the sheet from her body. My hand slid over her boobs and touched her nipples.

I inhaled her scent as I sucked her neck and left a kiss there… I can feel the heat rising in my body. My wolf claws were trying to slip free, but I held them back. I wanted to claim her. The heat of her was clouding my every thought.

I bent closer, as I kissed her lips, my tongue moved down towards her throat. My control snapped when she sighed softly, as if inviting me closer.

Mine. The wolf’s voice thundered inside me.

I sat on my bed and pulled her body towards me.

I squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples.

She stirred a little but only got closer to me. I locked her lips, moving down to her nipples as I sucked on them. The sweet taste made my wolf crazy.

A sound tore from my throat, half-growl and half-moan.

I kissed her, going down between her breasts, on her belly, and sucked her skin to leave my marks. Her skin glowed pale in the dim light, her neck already seeming to burn with the place where I will mark her.

She whimpered in her sleep, not with fear, but with surrender. My lips touched her belly, and I went down her vagina. Each kiss I left there showed my desire burned hotter.

I buried my face between her legs and soaked my mouth in her sweet nectar. I licked her pussy. Breathing her in, losing myself in her. Every part of me wanted to take her, bind her to me, and make her mine.

But still, one thought whispered: She is the daughter of the man who betrayed me. Good. It is perfect. Her fate had delivered her to me as punishment for her father’s sins.

Now her body, her heart, her loyalty—all would be mine.

I shifted on top of her body. My one hand slid to her waist, the other one went down the lips of her pussy as I rubbed her clit. She trembled as she breathed. She gasped again, and the sound broke my last restraint.

“Mine,” I growled into her ear.

Her pussy was so wet as I let one of my fingers inside her. I groaned in her ear. I sucked at her mouth and parted her thighs wide for me. I saw her lashes flutter and her lips parted.

And then—like the moon itself had chosen the moment—she whispered my name. “Alexander…”

It destroyed me.

I pressed my cock on her clit and grabbed her waist to align my cock with her pussy hole. I first rubbed gently on her vagina and then slammed into her. She let out a painful moan as my cock went deeper inside her, her walls clutching my cock, making me go insane. It was our first night together, and I fucked her for the first time.

She was still asleep. I guessed she was exhausted as she offered herself to me earlier. That’s good, cause I don’t want her to wake up. Yet in her sleeping state, her body is ready for me.

“You are mine,” I whispered in her ear and kissed her hard.

I pushed my tongue into her mouth, dominating her, my hands travelling on her exposed butt cheeks. She writhed beneath me, half dreaming and half awake. She moaned against my mouth as I bit her lip.

“Alexander, ahhh…” Every whisper of my name from her lips turned me on. I licked her lips, bit her jaw, and trailed kisses down her breasts. Vexia's body trembled, and a moan escaped her lips, and I bit her nipple. The sound stripped away all of my patience. My fingers went down and touched her core, and she gasped.

Vexia's nails scratched my chest weakly to push me away, but I pressed my body on hers, my cock inside her.

“Alexander… please,” I was burning for her, and her moans were making it hard to stop. This became more than coaxing her into my arms; I was fucking her hard. I was taking what was mine.

“Ohhh,” I moved in and out of her until I felt the lips of her pussy tremble, and left the water. After that, I also cum inside her… I took a few deep breaths and lay beside Vexia.

Tonight, she was no longer Vexia of the Bloodpine pack.

Tonight, she was mine.

“You will curse the day you were born into his bloodline,” I whispered against her lips. “But you will thank the moon every night for being mine.”