|Alpha Female POV|
As I exit the warmth of my car the air is saturated with testosterone of burly Alpha males addressing one and another in front of the meeting hall. The chatter comes to an absolute stop consumed by an eerie silence as they regard me with bewildered, disgusted and calculating eyes. They know me, they know of my battles and the strength I possess.
Straightening my back, jutting my chin out displaying dominance I stroll through the crowd right into the arena of seats where the conference shall take place and plop down on a random chair.
"Welcome Alphas. The meeting shall commence shortly for he is not yet here, therefore we shall begin when he arrives." As the hall fills up a male's voice alarms us whilst his words blast across the room making my ears perk up to the welcoming.
"Elriam answer me this, who is this wolf talking about? Is this male important?" I question my beta who stands guard behind me.
"Alpha he is..." She begins and abruptly my heart pounds profoundly with anticipation. Something is not right. A sensation that terrifies me but also leaves me breathless.
Before she could conclude her answer a resounding slam of the main door cuts her off, startling all of us. Clamorous heavy footsteps near the hall, the racket of chairs screeching against the floor surge. Alphas leave their seats to kneel upon the marble floor with their heads bowed in reverence.
Who is this male? What kind of power does he hold that even other Alphas bow even before he is in their presence?
I do not get a good vibe for all I smell is trouble.
The door to our hall opens and a mysterious rich enticing scent drifts around to saturate the air, a warm fragrance that catches my attention instantaneously. This male who enters overpowers my knees to tremble bones to weaken as my body sways side to side in reaction to the power he radiates. I cannot think straight.All I see is him all I feel is him. A brawny figure comes into view and my soul is brisk to beckon him my wolf pacing wanting to be set free. She claws at her barrier urging me to unleash her so she can inspect his flesh. His bulky beastly body oozes testosterone and dominance sculpted to be the strongest of all. He is a specimen unlike any other I have beheld before. He is a God. This male is mine; this male holds all my awareness. My body erupts in flames to the heat of his flesh that strides towards me only to lay his ardent eyes upon my melting skin. I slowly examine him from the tips of his shoes up to his muscular th
Alpha Lan instantly lets me go frozen with shock as I collapse to the ground taking in huge gulps of air providing oxygen to my deprived lungs. "Alpha Deimos." He bows timidly his being shaking for he understands the magnitude of what he has done. He finally comprehends whose mate he has harmed and the truth of it terrifies him. Deimos marches towards us with a power that exhausts us his warriors trailing behind him studying our surroundings like vultures waiting for their Alpha to give them a command if needed. "Do you have a problem with my mate?" My mate questions his eyes narrowed down at the startled Alpha who cannot seem to suppress his nervousness to the unforeseen confrontation. "N-No I do not. Forgive my rudeness." Alpha Lan responds. Deimos turns towards me his eyes examining my body from head to toe lingering on my bleeding throat. His nose flares with rage to what he sees, to what Alpha Lan has done to me. "If you dare touch
WARNING:- This chapter contains sexual content not suitable for young readers. The night is yet to welcome Day. There is barely any light outside but I am wide awake. Running around his territory to warm up my body get my blood pumping. Today is the day I have to prove myself to my so-called mate. It is not the fact that I am nervous as to why I feel upset but that I have toprovemyself. That I have to tear myself apartpiece by pieceto show him my worthiness to rule by his side. All my life I had to fight assuming there might be a limit to it. That it would end when I take my throne or even when I find my gift from the moon. But I guess my doom is always to struggle. I once fought for survival now I fight for acceptance. Acceptance from him. I halt in my tracks all thoughts swirling in my mind
He thrusts his cock onto my hips grinding it amid my ass cheeks as I hold onto the wall for support my legs weakened by his lustful touch. "You make me mad female. Your naughty smell of need, your sinful touch is so alluring. You make it very difficult to fight you." He says nibbling at my ear lobe his smutty tongue licking the outer shell of my ear. Our faces are so imminent to each other the passionate hotness of his breath tantalizes me. Just a little more further our lips will encounter the other and I can taste his mouth. I want to sample the flavour of his skin. I know he possesses the same thoughts as mine for his darkened eyes linger on my quivering plump lips just itching for a taste. "Then why must you fight me Deimos? Why resist what we could have?" I question him and that is all it takes for him to withdraw himself from his trance and move away from me as if my question stung him. "Finish up and come out." His voice icy his high walls
"Please Alpha, he is my male." She looks up at Deimos, her voice brimming with fear but her eyes hold strength. She will protect her male with her life. "You have dishonoured your Alpha. Ragon, give her the punishment that is fit for her crime." He looks towards Ragon, while the male on the ground tries to reach his female with his bloodied hands shaking his head trying to tell her to let him go. I understand them, their pain is my life. I live it every day. My
WARNING:- This chapter contains light sexual content not suitable for children. Love. What does it mean? Does it hold any significance? How does it feel to be in love? Do you live and die for that person, even breathe for him? How does one feel love? Perhaps by touch, a kiss or a hug. Can you buy love? Can you... "Alpha!" Elriam's voice breaks me free from my thoughts. "Are you alright?" She questions me, eyes holding worry. She has never seen me so distracted before. "I am sorry, I just don't feel like running today. Perhaps, some other time Elriam." I voice out my thoughts of her idea of us going out for a run together. Her eyes cast downwards, lips in a pout. She's upset, she wanted to spend time with me. "Do not fret, Elriam. I just don't feel well today. My thoughts are consuming me, I need to rest my mind. A run will only make it worse." I try to cut through her disappointment. My answer making her eyes widen. "No, I understand
"L-Luna! You need to get to the safe house. Now." "What? And why must I do that?" I don't understand, is this some sort of drill? Unless it's an attack, I mean who in their right mind would attack Deimos's pack unless they have a death wish. "We are under attack Luna, it's one of the Alphas from the council. The females and pups have already begun boarding and you must leave right away." Ragon rushes softly pushing me towards the direction that leads to the safe house. How can this happen in a matter of minutes? "Where is Deimos?" It's funny isn't it, no matter how much he brings me pain my heart and soul will always look out for him. Ragon smiles softly at my question. "Alpha is gathering the warriors, he instructed me to take you to the safe house." His answer doesn't calm the storm of worry brewing within me. I knew that I had to follow his order, I can't do anything right now my hands are tied. The pack comes first. "Elriam, come," I call
WARNING:- This chapter may contain light sexual content not suitable for children. When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are to become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away. Written byLouis de Bernières."My fingers graze across the words softly, their meaning imprinting within my mind, echoing over and over again. Closing the book softly, placing it back into the shelf promising myself