Tired of begging

Evie.

He thrust into me again. Usually, I’d be consumed with sweet feelings but this time my thoughts were far away.

My heart was aching. Even after a year of marriage, Alpha Rodney had not marked me. There was no proof that I truly belonged to him.

“Rodney,” I whispered.

“Evie,” he said, staring into my eyes as he slid in and out slowly. “You feel so fucking good.”

The sight of his eyes was usually enough to make me stop asking questions but this time I was determined.

“Rodney, please mark me.”

Rodney’s body froze, his c0ck staying still inside me. He tightened his grip on my hips before continuing like he had not heard me.

“I need it,” I begged. “My wolf has been restless, Rodney. She needs this.”

“Evie...” He screamed out my name as he climaxed. I felt good when his cum sprayed into me. I tightened my muscles to keep his cock in because it felt so good.

After a few minutes, he pulled out and collapsed next to me on the bed. He lay face up and closed his eyes. “That was so good baby. I love you so much.”

“Please mark me.” I insisted. “Show me and everyone that you love me.”

I hated how desperate I sounded but I couldn’t help it. I was his mate and wife and yet every she-wolf in the pack looked at my bare neck and laughed.

I was known as the undesired Luna who wasn’t good enough for her mate. As a half blood, I had grown up hearing all kinds of insults but this was the worst.

“Have I done something wrong?” I asked, turning to look at him.

Rodney placed his right hand over his head. He kept his eyes closed.

“No.”

“Then why won’t you claim me?” I asked softly.

He opened his green eyes. “You know why.”

For as long as I could remember, Rodney was obsessed with finding the Moon Omega. A Moon Omega is born once in a hundred years and is blessed by the moon goddess herself. Moon Omegas are powerful. Any alpha who mates with one becomes very powerful. Rodney was obsessed with power and would do anything to find the Moon Omega.

Rumors said bonding with a Moon Omega could increase an Alpha’s strength beyond imagination. Despite being married to me, Rodney was still searching for the Moon Omega.

“You still believe she’s out there.”

He remained silent and my wolf whimpered.

“I am your mate, Rodney. You made me your wife and Luna of the Crescent pack.”

“Yes.”

“Then why am I not enough?”

Rodney suddenly got off the bed and started putting on his shirt. “I’m sorry, Evie. If I mark you now and the Moon Omega appears later, the bond could create complications.”

Tears welled in my eyes. I tried to stop them because I hated crying in front of him but they just streamed down.

He put on his trouser.

“You know how it goes. When an Alpha forms another bond, the pain can affect the first mate. If I mark you and later find the Moon Omega, mating with her would cause you too much pain and suffering.”“

“I’m already suffering,” I said.

“It’s not the same because you could die. I don’t want you to die. You’re my wife.”

“Why are you obsessed with power? You’re already powerful enough.”

“Everyone in this pack knows that I’m not one of the good guys. You knew that before you accepted me as your mate.”

Yes, I always knew just how power hungry Rodney was, but I thought things would change with time.

He never treated me badly. In fact I was treated like a queen. The only problem was him refusing to claim me. My wolf and I wanted to be fully bonded with our mate.

Having a mate obsessed with finding another woman was very painful.

“I’ll not love her like I love you,” he said, as if reading my mind. “I’ll only mate with her for the power, nothing else. You don’t have to worry about that.”

Before waiting for my reply, he left the room and locked the door. Sobs wrecked my body as I realized begging him was pointless. For the past year I had been begging for the same thing. It was clear he had no intentions of granting my wish.

So what was I doing? Waiting for my mate to find the cherished Moon Omega. As half-blood, I could never compete with a legend. If she turned up, he would forget about me.

I had to stop dreaming that one day he would choose me over the fantasy of some Moon Omega. With tears streaming down my cheeks, I got up and went to the walk in closet. I grabbed a backpack and stuffed some clothes and toiletries inside.

I put on black jeans, black T-shirt and black sneakers before slinging the backpack over my shoulder. In the bedroom, I dropped in my documents and some money from the stash allocated to me every month.

I scanned the room I had slept in for over a year. For a moment, I Almost convinced myself to endure another year. Maybe he would change his mind. But one thing was clear. I was only a placeholder waiting to be replaced.

I quietly opened the door and walked out. Thankfully there was no one in the hallway. I went downstairs and slipped through the backdoor.

My wolf growled weakly as I made my way into the forest. I was scared because I’d never traveled beyond neighboring territories alone. But staying hurt more than leaving so I kept walking

I felt my heart shatter when I looked back and couldn’t see the alpha’s house. Even though I walked out by myself, I couldn’t believe our marriage was truly over I was now alone, surrounded by trees.

What would Rodney do if he returned to our bedroom and found out I was gone? Realization hit me. He could come after me.

So I ran. I ran until every part of my body hurt. My lungs ached so bad I could barely breathe. Unable to go on anymore, I spotted a large tree and collapsed under it.

For a few minutes, there was nothing but silence and the gentle swaying of the leaves. Suddenly, I heard a twig snap. I quickly sat up. What was that?

I got up and started running.

“You can’t outrun me,” a male voice said, followed by evil laughter. Rogue scent found its way into my nose as I tripped on a fallen log.