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~Lust awakened from the dust, blurring the vision of its preys and bringing them nothing but pleasurable days~
_“I’m...I don’t know...” Sathe looked down when her arm caged him against the tree.
“Is it because of me?”
“Y-Yes...”
“Then doesn’t that mean I should take responsibility...hmm?” Her index finger ran along his naked chest and down his flat ab-less stomach. “Answer...”
“N...yes.”
“Look at me, Sathe...”
Sathe slowly lifted his head, facing her. “Yes...?”
“Do you want me to take care of it or not?”
“I...I do...”
“Then move your hands. my little monster.”
Sathe’s movements were hesitant, but he listened and by his sides his hands now laid. His eyes were so caught up in her hazel ones. They were beautiful, she was beautiful. He’d never have thought that someone as useless as him could ever get a mate that looked like this.
Her black hair was so tall and beautiful and that smirk on her plump lips was doing something to him. There was this sensation running through his body, an indescribable one...and it increased when her fingers wrapped around his c*ck.
A groan left his lips, tingles shooting straight up his spine. She stroked him once, stroked him twice and he couldn’t help it...his head fell against her bosom and moan after moan escaped his lips.
“How do you feel?” her tongue licked his ear, the smirk on her lips so audible. “You’re an omega and yet down here it seems as though you’re an alpha. It’s as big as my f*cking arm.”
Sathe whimpered, his hand grabbing hers: the one wrapped tightly around his length. “P-Please...”
“What? You’re coming already? I’d mark you, but I’m not sure just what to do with you yet...in the meantime...” her free hand grabbed his face lifting it so he faced her. “Cum for me...”
And then those pretty, plump lips were melded against his. Sathe was out of options now, he had no choice but to let go; his cum gushing from his member in abundance.
He shook fiercely against her, pain scourging his lips when she bit it. She pulled away. “Good boy.”
As soon as her hand let his member loose, he pressed up against the tree, breathing hard. He felt like she just took away his soul, it felt so good that he could barely describe it.
Goddess...what was happening to him, what was this feeling?
Her hand reached for the hem of her baggy shirt and she pulled it over her head, revealing the armour beneath it.
“Here, put it on, it might be big enough to cover you up.”
Sathe took the shirt she offered him, reluctantly putting it on. She was right, it did cover him up...well it covered him enough.
“You’re apart of this pack?”
“Yes...”
“Take me to where you live, you must have some clothes there and some important stuff to pack. You’re coming back with me, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then lead the way, Sathe.”
Sathe did so, leading her through the forest and down a dark lonely path. There were no other houses, just a small wooden cottage that didn’t look good enough to even live in.
“I only have a few things to collect, I’ll come out when I’m done.”
“Wait...is this where you live?”
“Yeah.”
“Why do you live so far away from the pack and in something as horrible as this too? It looks haunted.”
“It’s not haunted.”
“Alright, it’s not, but why do you live in it?”
“Because it’s the only place I can stay. I’m not allowed to stay in the pack house. I...I was abandoned by everyone...including my father.”
“Your father? Who’s your father?”
“T-The alpha of this pack... I’m an omega, so he doesn’t want anything to do with me. I was kicked out and disowned at eleven years old and have been brutally bullied ever since.”
“And how old are you now?”
“I’m twenty-four now.”
“So you’ve been bullied for thirteen years now and your father doesn’t care?”
Sathe shook his head.
“What a f*cking p*ssy...” she gestured towards the hau...house. “Go on, get your stuff and come out.”
Sathe nodded, running forward until he disappeared into the haunted thing. So her mate was an omega and a beast, his father was a p*ssy and the pack was a bunch f*cktards, everything turned out so nice, right?
Verya ran her hand through her hair...nothing’s been going her way since she came here...well everything else except that moment in the forest when she had Sathe shivering against the tree.
The control he gave her made her pride shoot straight up to the sky, that and the fact that he was entirely turned on because of her.
He was cute with a blush from his cheeks to his ears and even down to his neck. How could she have really killed someone like him?
Beast or not, he was hers and she wouldn’t give another soul the audacity to touch him. If he had to die, then she’d be the one to f*cking kill him...
Nobody, not even her father would be able to touch him when she brought him back to the pack with her. This poor man seem to have went through enough already. If she were to tell him that he was a beast, that he killed people and was going to kill more, then he’d probably go crazy.
He might be a werewolf, but he was an omega; submissive and timid. He could barely protect himself, but if he was so pathetically innocent, why did the beast choose him?
He was so weak that it seemed he loses consciousness every time the beast took over...poor thing...
Sighing, she stooped in the middle of the bushy path and waited until Sathe came back outside with a bag in hand.
He smiled brightly at her, the sight melting her heart, “I’m done...!”
She was wholly captivated by his beauty, but the steps that echoed behind her still penetrated her consciousness. She pulled at her gun, but stopped when the person behind her called out to Sathe.
“Hey Sathe! Where’s Lincoln?!”
His friend?
Sathe’s eyes left hers and drifted towards the person that stepped up behind her, his smile suddenly faltering. “I-I don’t know.”
“You don’t f*cking know?” he walked pass her and went over to grab at Sathe’s collar.
Sathe was fully dressed now, and yet he was still wearing the shirt she gave him. “N-No...”
“Well you’d better f*cking know since you’re the one he was beating up. Where did my beta go? Bad luck always seems to follow your unlucky ass everywhere, don’t you think I could get rid of it by just killing you?”
His hand loosened Sathe’s collar and instead wrapped around his neck. “I’m going to ki—”
His words were cut short when Verya pumped her gun. “Let him go.”
The unfamiliar young man turned to face her. What? Do you know who you’re speaking to? I’m the future alpha of th—”
“Now...”
His hand reluctantly fell, shaking in what she could only describe as rage. “Who f*ck are you to be minding my business?”
Verya didn’t answer him, instead she looked over at Sathe, gesturing behind her before heading in the direction. “Come Sathe.”
“Hey you! Stop...” Steps echoed behind her and then a hand grabbed her shoulder, and it wasn’t Sathe’s.
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A/N// We going fast, aren’t we?
Lmao…Sathe my baby...come to mommy.
Verya turned to face the young man. “What?” “Who do you think you are?” “Somebody you shouldn’t be messing with, let go of me.” The boy chuckled, his fist clenching by his side. “You f*cking b*tch...were you never taught how to respect a man?” “I never once thought of my father as a man so I guess you could say so. And just so you know...I don’t think of you as a man either.” She looked down at his hand that gripped tightly into her shoulder. “For the last time, let go.” This idiot was looking down on her because she was a woman, he was just as bad as her father and the members of her pack. But unlike her father and the stupid pack members, she wouldn’t go easy on him. Here she wasn’t under any restrictions, she could break his arm and wouldn’t get scolded after, she could make a mess out of his face and turn his stomach into a punching bag and wasn’t pointed fingers at. ‘You’re a woman! Women were born to be submissive, they weren’t born to overpower and beat men...’ Yeah well
Verya watched with wide eyes as Sathe’s arm was taken over by the same dark, red fur the beast possessed. He was angry now, she could smell it, palpably feel it and if the beast took over his body now, then everybody would know that he was the culprit and they’d kill him.She had to stop him, if she didn’t the...Sathe lifted his hand to attack, but Verya grabbed it, forcefully separating him from the troublemaker. She grabbed his face, not missing just how completely black his eyes were. “Calm down, Sathe... don’t let the idiot get to you...inhale deeply, then let it go.”Sathe looked at her, nodding his head and slowly, the whites in his eyes started to form again, the fur on his arm receded back into his skin and then he fell unconscious against her.She hugged around him before he could fall, turning towards the idiot behind her. “Look what you did!”“That’s not the problem here, did Sathe just growl at me?”“And what if he did?” Verya scoffed. “Come help him on my back, he’s unco
In no time, Verya caught something, a rabbit and a small squirrel, and as Sathe caught fire to the woods he gathered, she skinned and washed the meat in a nearby pond which she had found with her good sense of hearing. The useless sticks that fell from the tree branches up above were put to use and soon the meat was being roasted at a high heat. Both Sathe and Verya sat, watching it for there was really nothing else to do. The silence between them was so deafening that it became uncomfortable, especially to Sathe. His eyes drifted over to his mate; slowly, shyly, his little hands clenching as he spoke, “You didn’t tell me your name…can I…can I know your name?” Verya looked over at him, slowly nodding her head. “Come closer, I’ll whisper it to you.” Sathe nodded, shuffling closer to her on the soft bed of grass where they sat. “Now…?” Verya shook her head. “Closer Sathe.” Sathe’s cheeks reddened as he looked between them, finding absolutely no space, if he moved any closer, his ski
After breakfast, they once again began their journey, Sathe behind Verya…somehow, he couldn’t get the name out of his head, it was so beautiful, it felt like food to his mind. He wanted so bad to call it but he had no reason to.If only he could find an excuse, but he officially had none. He couldn’t think of anything to ask, and furthermore, he was still embarrassed by what happened earlier. They didn’t get to finish the sinful act they had been conducting, and it was pretty awkward between them.He still remembered how soft her bare skin had been beneath his hand and how soft and demanding her voice had been when she told him to touch her too. His excitement was sky high, anticipation and anxiousness had almost killed him, they were like imaginary arrows boring through his chest, and it had been even more torturous when everything just stopped. He wished it hadn’t, he didn’t care about the meat, it was nowhere near as tasty as her lips, it didn’t touch the pit of his stomach like th
Verya slowed down when the borders of her pack came into view. The sun was out, but barely, its light was dimmed awfully low, the night hadn’t much long turned to dawn after all. Her paws trotted forward, the beautiful silver fur now tainted by the brown dirt she had ran through. Pass the borders she went, passing the red cloth that marked the very start of her pack’s land. She was nervous, she didn’t know what her father would say, he didn’t permit her to go on the hunt, he had told her not to go and she sneaked out and was now coming back in with a guest that was probably uninvited. Sighing, she stopped when the pack members, the ones on patrol surrounded her. “Jonathan was worried, he sent pack warriors to look for you, yet here you are unscathed.” Verya glared at the man that spoke, she’d roll her eyes if she could. ‘Move…’ She mind linked him. “Your father said to lead you to his office the very day you make it back.” ‘Both you and my father can go f*ck yourselves. Get me a
Sathe shivered against her as pleasure wracked through him, unimaginable pleasure, so much pleasure that it came with pain. His knees buckled and it was Verya who steadied him, her teeth sinking even deeper into his neck, making the pressure he felt below even more intense. When she pulled away from him, his c*ck was hard; dripping with precum, and the blood that leaked down his neck, she licked it all up. “Sweet…” she whispered, the smirk in her voice audible. “You taste sweet…”Sathe’s shaky hand reached for his neck, running along the palpable mark that now laid there. “Verya you~”“Shhhh…it’s father’s time to speak now, he’s obviously dying to.”Sathe turned to face Verya’s father, feeling and smelling the anger even before he saw it. The man’s face was as red as blood, his eyes were bulged wide. “Get out!” his voice boomed loudly across the walls and Sathe jumped at the sound of it. “Get out both of you…!”“Why?” Verya asked, perplexing him even more. “What? Was that not apart of
Verya threw the sheets off of her, switching on the lamp on her bedside table to illuminate the room. It was quiet, but she knew at least three pack members were standing outside her room door and probably another two below her window too. It wouldn’t be a hassle to take them out especially if Jake wasn’t among them. It’d probably take her up to just seconds to knock the ones below her window out. According to her, jumping out her window would be the quietest route. There were other pack members in the pack house where she stayed. She didn’t want to fight the ones at her door and risk waking the members up. That would only cause her more trouble. So she’d jump down her windows, take out the idiots down there and then sneak her way into the dungeons. Sathe was probably scared, he was an omega after all, and she doubt he’d ever been locked up before. Moreover, she had marked him and the need to be by his side was haunting her, so it was probably worst for him. Sighing, she crept over
In the midst of her anger, her claws extracted from her fingers, her wolf whimpering in her chest, wanting to go back to her mate…“Not now, Astrid…” Verya gritted out. “Stay as silent as you’ve always been through it all…”Astrid sunk back, becoming quiet. She wasn’t a talkative wolf, in fact, she didn’t talk at all, no matter what the situation was. Verya didn’t mind, she wasn’t friendly either, but if Astrid was ready to talk, now wasn’t the time.Crouching against the grass below, her bones began cracking, the sound tainting the silence. Her silver fur covered her body like a coat and as soon as her legs and hands turned to paws, she took off on a run, hoping the journey could have her legs perishing along with her anger.She ran until she was out of breath, and yet the need to go right back to Sathe’s side went nowhere. Her heart was aching at the fact that he was behind bars, the fact that he was in pain and the fact that she was the very cause of it.He wouldn’t have gone into