"That is none of your business, mom."
"It is my business, Zillon. We are your parents if your dad spoiled you as a youth, I didn't...I did my best to properly groom you and look what you turned out to be; a selfish little brat."
"I'm not selfish and I'm not a brat either. She's mine, Celia is mine too...what do you want me to do?"
"None of them is actually yours until you choose. Have you ever heard of someone having two mates? When Celia find hers, you'll realize how easy it had been to choose from the start, because she'll definitely chose him, if not now, then sometime in the long run."
"She won't, it's evident that she loves me."
"That love will disappear like yours should've when she finds her mate. I really can't believe this, that girl up there has to be suffering because of your stupidness, she must be in so much pain...and I pity her if she chooses a bastard like you ove
Celeste's heart battered against her chest as he stripped her of her jeans pants, leaving her vulnerable to the cold air that passed through and vulnerable to his eyes.She was now in nothing but a red panty that barely did nothing to hide what it was suppose to. In a situation like this, was it wrong of her to feel exploited or rather invaded?This was purely against her will, he was touching her without the care of her consent, totally different from the first time he had mated her.That time, he had asked her if she was sure about doing it, and had even asked if she was ready. His touch had been gentle back then too, soothing to her skin, but this...it was nothing like it.His hands were rough where they touched her, his lips were harsh too, everywhere they so much as glimpsed, his teeth would too. It was as if his sole purpose was really to mark her everywhere and that too without acknowled
"F*ck..." Zillon cursed to himself, running a hand through his head of black hair. Even now he couldn't come to terms with what he had done. It really wasn't his intention to hurt her again.He had promised her peace, promised to pay her back for all the bad things he had done to her and instead of doing that, he had made everything worst. Her eyes had been filled with so much pain and confusion. It was obvious that she didn't know what to say or do...she was trapped beneath him, unable to free herself, unable to make her own choices.He really wished he hadn't went to that room and he wished the urge to touch her hadn't been strong enough to overwhelm him. That poor girl, if she didn't hate him before, she sure as hell hated him now.It was evident in the way she looked at him, the fear, the vulnerability...he had certainly broken her more than she had been before and he regretted it.He regretted a
Celeste woke up in the embrace of Zillon's scent. It had been calming, a great way to wake up until she remembered what he had done last night... The roughness that had been in his touch, the wild desire that had laid with potency in his eyes and the words he had spewed without caution to her.The memories came back to hit her like a brick, pushing away the calmness she once felt and replacing it with fear. Without even thinking about her actions, she jumped up on the bed, pulling the sheets over her even though she was already covered by clothes.Her eyes searched the room, finding Zillon at the very edge of the bed, staring at her with a gaze that reflected nothing but lamentation. His hands were in his lap, his eyebrows knitted in shame. "You have every right to be scared of me and I understand that what I did last night was wrong, but I swear to god that it was a mistake. I was in the gutter, my mind was in a haze...the only thing I coul
Hesitantly, she rose out of her seat, leaving her breakfast as well as Zillon's mother and father at the table as she followed after him up the stairs.She wasn't sure why she was doing this, but something deep within her wanted her to or perhaps she was just curious...About that look in his eyes and about his actions.There was a chance that she had her hopes up again too, perhaps she was putting too much faith into him. He had done so much to discourage her and yet she still had the courage to approach him.How foolish she was, walking right into another heartbreak, giving him another chance to tear her right open. But would he?She couldn't help but ask...he had promised to never hurt again and even though he broke his promise last night, she couldn't help but trust him. He said it was a mistake, it probably was...he was in rut, something so similar to her heat.She knew how it felt, she knew how fast your control could
She turned her back to him, grasping the door knob, but unfortunately, she wasn't able to twist it...Zillon's hand wrapped around hers, stopping her every movement. "I get it, I've done you wrong so many times, but you don't have to believe me now, I'll give you the time you need. It took me this long to choose you, I don't care how long it'll take you to choose me, it won't even matter after you do. Dad's words paid off, you've been the strong one all this time, even when I pushed you away you refused to hide your feelings. You were in so much pain and you endured it for me, an ideal Luna, you care not just about yourself, but about others too. I thought about it last night, the moon goddess was never wrong, I was...for ignoring your pain, for being selfish, only you with a loving heart can lead this pack and teach me how to do it too."He let her hand loose and instead wrapped his arm around her waist. "I'll give you time, but I can't live without physical contact r
"Well until you do, my mind won't change and my lack of conviction in you won't either.""I understand."Silence descended between them after that, but Zillon's arm was still locked around her waist, his body pressed closely against hers and It was like that until he decided that they had to eat something.They walked downstairs, Zillon so close behind Celeste that if she made a sudden stop, he'd undoubtedly bump into her. He really did understand what she was saying, it was so easy to comprehend her emotions.She didn't trust him and he couldn't blame her, she had every right not to. As he already established, he had hurt her tremendously, broken her heart one too many times. So if she was fond of him enough to lay in bed with him, to hold his hand, to one day forgive him, he was grateful.For if he were her, he'd hate himself and the fact that she didn't hate him was a miracle
For the rest of the day, Zillon trotted behind Celeste like a dog. If she went outside he was there too and even when his father shunned him from beside her at the dinner table, he didn't move.It seems he really couldn't keep his hands to himself because in every step of the way, he was touching her. If he wasn't holding her hand, he was running his hand through her hair and if he wasn't doing that, his arm was possessively wrapped around her waist.When he went to take his shower, he had practically begged her to come with him —she didn't though— and now, he was laying atop of her, saying something about not wanting her anywhere out of his sight.Celeste sighed, hardly able to twist or even turn on the bed. "Can you please get off?""So you can lock yourself in the bathroom for an hour again? No.""I'm not going to the bathroom, it's just that...that my bandages itc
Celeste stirred out of her sleep, her eyes immediately finding Zillon who kept grunting beside her. Sweat covered his face and his body kept twisting and turning as if he was in deep torment.She sat up on the bed, rubbing her eyes with one hand and shaking him with the other. "Zillon..." She called, but Zillon neither opened his eyes or answered.She shook him harder, worry in her gaze. "Zillon...Zillon...?"It took quite some time, but in half a minute or so, he jumped out of his sleep, looking around as if he wasnt sure where he was. His shirt was soaked, each breath he took heavy and even as his eye darted over to her, he still seemed disoriented. "Celeste...?""You were grunting in your sleep, you kep-""It's okay, come here, Kitten..." He opened up his arms, but Celeste didn't move an inch from where she sat. His scent was weird, she wasn't sure why, but his pheromones were