CHAPTER 4: THE BOND

SELENA'S POV

I clawed at the ground, my nails scraping dirt as I tried to twist out from under him. The trainer’s weight pressed me down, hot breath in my ear.

“Struggle all you want,” he sneered, his hand forcing my legs apart. “I’ll enjoy teaching you how to open those thighs. I’ll fuck you until you cry for more.”

“Get off me!” I gasped, shoving at his chest, but he was bigger, stronger, and my wolf…my wolf was silent. No matter how hard I reached for her, she wouldn’t answer.

Panic choked me. Why couldn’t I shift? Why now, when I needed her the most?

His lips dragged down my neck, his teeth scraping my skin. I writhed and kicked, but he only laughed. “That’s right. Fight. Makes it sweeter when I break you.”

My heart hammered. I couldn’t let him. I’d promised Selene I would survive, protect us both.

I shoved again, twisting my body sideways. For a second, I thought I’d wriggle free, but his fist caught my hair, yanking my head back until tears stung my eyes.

“You think you’re some precious little thing?” he hissed. “No one’s coming for you. No one cares if I tear your cunt open right here.”

“Stop!” My voice cracked, my throat burning, but he ignored it.

Just then, a deep, violent growl came from behind us. It rolled across the air like thunder splitting the sky.

The trainer froze above me and my own body went still, shivering. Slowly, his head turned.

There, out of the shadows, a tall, broad man stood, his golden eyes glowing like fire in the night. 

Raviel.

One of the Alphas. The one with the golden eyes and the oldest of the three. 

I'd learned their names from all the breeders' gossip earlier.

My breath hitched, and my wolf stirred violently, suddenly alive, howling inside me. Mate! she screamed, over and over.

Raviel didn’t say a word. In a blink, his hand clamped around the trainer’s throat and ripped him off me, tossing his body to the ground like he was a broken doll.

The man flew in the air before slamming his head against a tree and passing out.

I gasped, pulling myself up, every inch of me shaking. My legs gave out, but before I could hit the dirt, Raviel’s arm slid around my waist. The heat of him burned through my thin dress, my wolf clawing to get closer.

What the hell was I thinking? He was an alpha, terrifying, untouchable. But the bond…oh Moon Goddess, the bond was too strong. My fingers clung to him before I could stop myself, my body betraying me as it pressed against him, searching for his warmth.

Raviel stiffened. His jaw tightened as if he was fighting something, fighting me.

“Let go,” he muttered, voice desperate. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

But I couldn’t. My wolf screamed louder, drowning me, my whole body aching with a hunger I’d never known. My breasts ached, my skin burned, and my thighs clenched with unquenchable need.

I didn't know if I was drugged or something, but I knew I needed to feel this man in me.

“I…I can’t,” I whispered, trembling.

His gaze locked on me, golden fire flashing in his eyes. He tried to step back, but the bond snapped tight like chains around us both. His breath hitched, and then he kissed me.

Rough. Hungry. His mouth crushed against mine, stealing the air from my lungs. My lips parted on instinct, and his tongue slid in, deep and demanding. 

I moaned, clutching his shoulders, my knees buckling under the force of it.

His hands roamed, one gripping my hip, the other sliding up my back, pulling me against the hard planes of his chest. My nipples pebbled against the thin fabric, rubbing his hard chest and sending sparks straight to my core.

I gasped into his mouth as he pushed me back against the tree. His thigh wedged between mine, forcing them apart, pressing into the ache between my legs. I ground against him, shameless, my body desperate for relief.

“Fuck,” he groaned against my lips. “You’re mine.”

My head spun. His mouth trailed hot kisses down my neck, throat, leaving bite marks in its place. This left me panting as my hands fisted his shirt, tugging, needing more, so much more.

The world blurred. All I felt was him. His heat. His scent. His claim wrapped around me until I couldn’t breathe without it.

“Raviel…” I gasped his name.

"Yes, baby." He answered, his hands sliding under my dress, fingers tracing my thighs, higher, higher, until they brushed the warm heat between my legs. I jolted, crying out, but instead of pulling back, I pushed closer, begging without words.

“You’re burning up,” he rasped, eyes locking with mine. “I shouldn’t…But I can’t stop.”

I didn’t want him to.

The bond roared through us, and when he tore my dress and his mouth closed around my breast, sucking my nipple through the fabric, I cried out, arching against him. His palms cupped the other, kneading it, thumbs circling the nipples until they hardened even more.

Every touch was fire. 

He growled low in his throat, hands grabbing my hips as if he couldn’t hold back anymore. He spun me, laid me down in the grass, his body covering mine and caging me in. His cock pressed hard against my ass, thick and demanding even through his pants.

My thighs opened for him without hesitation. My body wasn’t my own anymore, it was his.

“Selena,” he groaned, forehead pressed to my back. I was surprised he knew my name but I didn't care. 

“Tell me to stop.” he continued.

I shook my head, nails digging into his back. “Don’t. Please don’t.”

That was it. His last shred of restraint snapped.

His mouth claimed mine again as he pulled my panties aside, sliding his fingers into my wetness. I nearly screamed. His fingers stroked my wet folds, finding my clit easily. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” he groaned against my ear, his voice raw.

I bucked against his hand helplessly, clutching his shoulders. “Please…don’t stop.”

He didn't. 

His fingers fucked me, running deep strokes before pulling out and shoving in again. 

I'd never felt so much pleasure in my life. Just as I was about to orgasm, he stopped.

"What—"

He ignored me, tearing my panties aside with one hand, and freeing his cock with the other. The thick meat popped free, hard, veiny, and pulsing with need. My eyes widened at the sight. Even though I'd never seen a cock before, I was sure his was one of the biggest there is.

Would it even fit?

"Ready?" He asked, already rubbing the head across my wet folds.

I arched my back in pleasure. It was my first time, I knew it, and somehow so did he, but I couldn't care less at the moment.

"Yes."

Without waiting another second, he drove into me with one hard thrust. 

I cried out, my nails digging into his back as the sudden stretch filled me completely. 

“Goddess,” he hissed, forehead pressing to mine, “you're so tight."

His pace was slow at first, trying to get me accustomed to his size, but it soon turned brutal. His hips snapped against mine, each thrust slamming me harder into the tree. I could only cling to him, gasping and moaning as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the night. 

My cunt clenched greedily around him, dragging him deeper each time.

Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge. My wolf howled in ecstasy, urging me to surrender to him, to the bond, to everything.

“I can't take it—” I sobbed, my voice breaking.

“Yes you can,” he growled, biting down on my shoulder as his cock pounded into me. “Come for me, mate. Come...”

That word shattered me. 

With a scream, my climax ripped through me, my walls spasming wildly around him. He groaned, thrusting harder, faster, until his own release tore out of him. His cock pulsed deep inside me, filling me with warmth as he held me tight against him, refusing to let go.

Our breaths were ragged, mingling in the silence that followed. My legs trembled around his waist, my head dropping to his shoulder. Slowly, he lowered me to the ground, but his hands never left me.

I was flushed red as the haze of whatever was wrong with me had lifted. Shame, need, confusion, all tangled together in my chest. 

I couldn’t meet his eyes. But before I could step away, my wolf stirred violently, screaming the word again and again inside my mind:

Mates. Mates. Mates.

The other Alphas were coming!