He removes his shirt quickly pulling his pants and boxers down. He bares himself as he stares at me his anger rising. "You want me to take you so badly. I have no problem with that, Lumina. I will grant your wish." He snarls as he pounces on me. "Wait. Stop. Deimos!" I say. He tears my clothes off me leaving me naked shivering beneath him. But when his eyes look at me it's not the way he sees me. It's filled with a void of coldness and lust. Nothing more. He doesn't touch me or make me feel good. Holding my hips harshly he shifts me in one move so that I am on my hands and knees my ass facing him. "Deimos wait. I-." He doesn't let me finish as he thrusts two fingers into my core. It startles me and I get a bit scared. The pain and pleasure engulf me but fear plays the most part. My

Ragon walks up to us, pushing Deimos from behind to the exit with both of his hands. A small pout appears on Deimos's lips as I laugh even more.  "Luna, please be ready by six tonight. I have arranged a small get together, I am guessing it probably slipped Alpha's mind to tell you." Ragon says still pushing Deimos as they get closer to the exit, Deimos struggling every step to fight Ragon. "We will continue this tonight, Deimos!" I shout it to him with encouragement and with a chuckle as they both stop. Deimos straightens up the pout disappearing from his face as a smirk takes over and he looks back at Ragon. "You heard my female and guess what you cannot stop us." Deimos walks out with Ragon following with a chuckle. Elriam

The days fly past me in waves as Deimos fills up every part of my being. He empties his cup into me and I drink it all up not leaving a single drop. I am overflowing. With love, warmth, and happiness. When he told me, soul, before body I blindly accepted not thinking twice about it. But lately, I have been understanding the real meaning. When you are with someone having nothing that connects you both but a pull or a physical attraction, the thread that links you both rots and dies with time. But if your souls are connected the thread grows stronger. It creates something. An unbreakable bond. Yes, Deimos and I still feel the pull, and some nights when the moon is full we cannot stop ourselves from reaching the limit. Teeth biting. Hips grinding. We take what the other can give. But I learned not to take advantage of the s

Deimos sits next to me as Elriam and Ragon sit opposite us. My eyes wander around. I never thought aeroplanes had actual seats. I thought wolves sit on the ground. This aeroplane is quite big for just the four of us. Are more wolves coming? Are we waiting? "Deimos." I softly call out to him. "Hmm." He replies his eyes glued to his laptop. "When are the others coming?" I whisper as he looks at me from beneath his black-rimmed glasses. "Who?" He asks frowning. "You know who. The other wolves who will be flying with us." I reply. He frowns further in confusion until a look of understanding crosses his face. "This is my jet, Lumin

"Wait," Deimos says as he looks down at me frowning and I look up at him confused. He pulls me by my hips towards his chest and envelops me in a side hug. "Now take it." He orders as Ragon takes the pictures quickly. For the last picture, Deimos quickly leans down pressing his lips upon my cheek. My cheeks flare up as I cannot seem to meet his eyes. "Are we done here or do you want to take pictures elsewhere?" He whispers his question in my ear gently. I clear my throat and walk towards Ragon. "I-I am done. We can go now." I say as Deimos chuckles in reply to my reaction and we all head toward the cars. The ride is filled with Deimos and the driver conversing. Not being able to understand and join the conversation, I look through the pictures Deimos took of me and sent a few to Elri