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Chapter 7

Violet's POV

As I went out of consciousness on the front porch with all that blood and gore and the bodies of the rogues split and cut apart by Silus, I heard him ask that I mark him to save us.

I was the only one in trouble, so what could he have meant by us? I couldn't be sure. I might have been in too much of a frenzy.

But I woke up today completely healthy, my wounds healed, my body in perfect condition but beside me was the man I never thought I would see again. Alpha Kane who had rejected me, turned out to be the wolf who saved me and acted like I was the love of his life.

It was confusing, but I accepted it quickly. What I could not accept was his relapse.

Name calling, like he wasn't the one I lost my virginity to. However now, I understand why. It's the side effects of him saving me with that mate mark yesterday. From the bulging veins in his dick and the way he hadn't lashed out until now, I realized it was the reason why he was burning up.

He'd been holding it in for so long and I wasn't ungrateful.

"I'll help you," I said as I wiped my tears and held him in my hands. Yesterday, we'd done it in our wolf forms, so it was the first time since the moon night that I was seeing him in this form again. Glorious, naked and with scars.

He was beautiful, beyond beautiful and in such a way I could fathom and not comprehend.

"Get away from me," he said, but made no moves away. He was saying one thing but his body was reacting the other way. Which only meant one thing, Alpha Kane wasn't as tough as I thought.

He wanted me and I could only trust his words when he was in his wolf form.

I closed my eyes and licked him all the way up, from the base to the tip, loving the way his body trembled under my touch.

"You," he swallowed so hard I heard the gulp of his saliva go down his throat. It served to fuel me. It meant I was doing something right.

When his hand grabbed my hair and pulled it into a neat ponytail as his tip hit the back of my throat with so much more left in my fist, I took it as encouragement, bypassing gag reflex and letting it down my throat.

"You slut!" He spat and I tightened my hold on his base, which he seemed to enjoy. It was supposed to be a punishment. Why was he groaning and bucking his hips in response.

Who's the whore now? Except he had a pain fetish. This realization pissed me off and I withdrew all contact immediately. Straightening up and getting to my feet to leave. But just as I turned around, he held my wrist, spun me around like in a waltz until I landed on him.

"Where do you think you are going?" his voice was dreamy and his eyes, the glassy shine looking into my own orbs had me mesmerized and distracted that the moment I came to, my legs were parted on either side of him, his dick pointed at my entrance.

"Don't put that inside me," I scolded and proceeded to get up. Except all I accomplished was rubbing against him and having his tip slip in then back out.

"You're slippery too. I know you want this," He said and as true as that was, I got myself off of him, staggering in my steps.

"Not as much as you do," I said even though it was a fucking lie. I needed him to fill me up, spill his seeds inside me, especially with the way my thighs were sticky thanks to my own wetness dripping down to my knees.

I reached for the door regardless, because from the moment I saw that jut of precum, I knew this was going to be a win for me.

"Wait!" he swallowed, "Wait please," he called again as I turned the knob and let some cold breeze in.

I smiled in satisfaction before turning on my feet to look at him.

Alpha Kane was reduced to desperation and I couldn't be more satisfied, like all my grievances melted away seeing him like this.

"What do you want? Why did you suddenly stop? You said you would do it, so why stop suddenly, we were enjoying it," so many words at once for an alpha who prided himself in not repeating his words.

I let the door open even wider.

"Come on, okay tell me what you want. To go back to the pack? Sure. To be Luna? Sure. I'll do it. I will…"

"I didn't ask for all that," I interrupted before he made promises too heavy even for me, "but since you said them, no take backs. But that's not why I stopped."

He let out a large exhale and rubbed his jaw. The rising of his chest, pushing his pointed nipple towards me had my insides squeeze more juices that I had to clench my legs together to hide it from him, although the whole room was filled with the scent of our heat.

"I want you to apologize for calling me a slut and promise to not call me any names in the future," I said.

His eyes widened then he slapped his palm across his forehead.

"That? That's why you stopped?" he asked as he started to stroke his dick with a desperation.

"Violet, you amaze me," he continued as I nodded.

"You can continue with your hand or you say an apology and I give you this," I said as I used my index and middle finger to scoop my juices then show him how sticky it was, loving his reaction which was a gaping sound and a desperate stream of apologies.