Chapter Three:

Chapter Three:

"What?" Ella screamed at the top of her lungs, looking at Rhea.

Rhea seemed flustered and then stared at Ella, saying coldly, "Why are you so interested?"

Ella couldn't imagine that Rhea could be this wicked. She had conspired against her to have some rogues attack her, preventing her from reaching the forest for the transformation. Furthermore, they tried to harm her to make Marcus reject her but not before taking the money. She wanted Ella to be rejected by everyone, and she'd choose her own mate. Ella began to feel that she wasn't her sister; she was her worst enemy. She would seek revenge for everything she had done.

Ella went downstairs, and as she looked at Henry, who was gazing at the portrait of her on the table, it seemed like he was even more infatuated with her than she had thought. Maybe he could help her as well. As she descended the stairs, she suddenly heard a voice in her head as if someone were speaking to her. Yes, she would be a wolf in a little while, so this voice came out and became audible to her.

She ignored it and turned to Henry. She hugged her knees and sat down, saying to him, "Ella wants to sell me to King Marcus, and she doesn't want me to be with my mate chosen by the gods. But she's conspiring against me to have some rogues block my path and have Marcus reject me as well."

Henry was shocked, and his expression changed. He spoke hesitantly, almost inaudibly, "What? He'll only make you a harlot, but he hasn't met his own Luna, and he's waiting to find her. But until then, he'll make you a harlot... You must go to the forest as quickly as possible to transform, and then we'll see if you'll meet your mate or what will happen."

Ella escaped with Henry before Rhea could sense their disappearance, so they ended up in the forest at the transformation center. In a short while, she stood at the clearing, having stripped off her clothes and gathered the moonlight above her. She began to transform into a wolf. She looked magnificent in white.

She waited for Henry to see her wolf, curiosity in her eyes. But it seemed like she was bewitching. Henry gazed at her, completely awestruck, and said, "You look enchanting, Ella."

She looked at herself but felt sad. Henry approached her and embraced her, then said, "Isn't it strange, Ella? You've become even more beautiful after transforming into a wolf."

Henry hesitated and then said plainly, his voice filled with concern, "There's no wolf in the pack with pure white color except for Marcus. Only Marcus, who is the strongest wolf and the king."

Henry hadn't finished his sentence when he found himself surrounded by a group of wolves, and a massive, muscular, incredibly handsome figure with chiseled features, soft lips, eyes the color of coffee, and dark tan skin appeared among them. He was tall and broad, with a mysterious personality. Everyone, without exception, obeyed him. He gazed at Ella with eyes resembling coffee cups.

Her body trembled, and Henry approached her slowly. She felt the heat, but she avoided him and never looked at him.

She almost wanted to speak, but at that moment, Henry's heart constricted, and she was lost in the sight of how handsome and magnificent he looked. A beautiful fragrance resembling strawberries emanated from him, making him appear even more stunning.

(It's Marcus: the leader of the Golden Sun Pack and the Alpha of the pack, her chosen mate from the Moon Goddess and her true mate. Yes, he's her long-awaited mate, but did he know before that? So, he proposed to her, waiting to find his own Luna.)

Marcus was amazed by her wolf form. He approached her, winding around her and nuzzling her, trying to touch her. She had an alluring scent that had fascinated him from the first time he smelled it. But soon, he heard her sister Rhea speak about her in a harsh manner, so he offered to buy her in exchange for money. He told her that she would undoubtedly become a harlot, nothing more, and even less than a harlot he possessed.

In the meantime, Henry cried out in fear, "Ella, it's King Marcus who wants to buy you."

Ella felt two different emotions within her. She wanted to embrace Marcus, cuddle up to him, touch him, but she also wanted to outright reject him and not look at him.

At that moment, Marcus felt her fear and disgust, and she backed away. He just wanted someone to spend time with him and be with him, so she knew what to say to him. Yes, Ella decided and said, with her heart pounding, "Why are you here? And who are these? Did my sister contact you to tell you that I..."

He cut her off, angry, and grasped both of her hands so hard that he almost scratched her chest with his claws. But he restrained himself and said, "You are not here to decide. This is a warning not to talk to me in this tone again. You might be your last mate."

"The last time! Come on, kill me!"

The other wolves circled around Henry, and Marcus roared, carrying her with force and taking her to her home, where Rhea lived. As soon as he entered, he threw her violently on the bed and said cruelly after closing the door, "Everyone wishes to get closer to me, but can the girl who once excited my manhood really want to distance herself?"

He approached her while she crawled back on the bed, fear taking hold of her. She begged, "Please, leave me alone."

Her fear only increased Marcus's desire. He looked at her small body and her white dress that wrapped around her petite frame. He tore it into shreds, revealing her bra and showcasing her tempting breasts. Although she had turned eighteen today, she had a hot body and well-developed assets that aroused him. He almost bent down to seize her breasts and suck on them greedily. But he decided to make his fingers tease her small, untouched area. As he moved his fingers, he was about to... her voice came pleading,

"Please, I'm still a virgin. Leave me alone."

He moved closer and gathered her hair in his hand, breathing her scent and placing his lips against her neck while he sniffed her. Then he whispered in her ear, "And that's what makes me want you desperately, that you are still a virgin, untouched, your cherry lips haven't been kissed, and you haven't even had your first kiss!"