Chosen By The Moon

My hands speed quickened as I thought about it. Every cry of pain, every grunt of determination, every slur of rejection that fell from her lips, as I took what I wanted, without question or consent.

My legs shook slightly as I continued to pleasure myself, she was mine, wholeheartedly mine, whether she admitted it or not, and she always would be, she could run to the far ends of the word and still, she would be tethered to me. I leaned on the desk in front of me, finding an erratic rhythm in my gestures as I wanked over the memories of her.

Finally, I let myself go, spraying my semen all over the tifice I was in and down my hand.

I looked at the white substance and growled in anger again, it should have lay inside my mate, and yet there it was glistening on my hand, taunting me about not having my goddess given mate with me.

Still I did take satisfaction knowing that I had made a lasting impression, she would always be reminded of me, in everything she did. I had managed to do far too much to her without it having a lingering effect.

I imagine that every time she closed her eyes she saw me, in all my glory. Those last few days I was with her, we’re simply amazing. The pure look of fear that shot through her eyes every time I spoke would forever be engraved in my mind.

I sighed, shaking my now flaccid dick before tucking it back into my pants, before grabbing a handful of paperwork and walking out, leaving my mess for this packs stupid alpha to find and returning to the main pack house.

Warren spoke to one of the she–wolves as she batted her eyelashes at him, and I smiled smugly knowing exactly what he would be doing with her later. Warren was a good choice for Gamma, he was similar to me, and had the same notion on humans as I did.

Lewis never agreed with me, and Oliver was too loyal to speak against me even though I knew he didn’t like my actions. In fact the only time he had ever really stood up to me was when I took things too far with Dylan. He loved me, I was his owner, and knew he would do anything for me. If I asked him to take a silver bullet for me he would without question.

It actually started when me and my dad killed his parents. You see we had found out that they were in fact being friendly with a group of hunters, it was disgusting and against our nature, friends, can you imagine? Befriending people who were set out to destroy our kind. No the hunters had to die and so did those traitors. It was my first kill, I was 12 years old.

Of course, we were planning to kill Oliver too, that was the intention until we saw him using the ancient ability called ‘the sight‘. Only a handful of wolves possessed it, and Lewis was another one. It allowed a wolf to see miles in front of them, by using the roots of a tree or the grass on the ground. If a wolf could use it, then that meant it had been gifted by the goddess Luna herself.

We couldn’t kill him, but we could get the boy on our side. My dad made some bullshit story up about how the hunters killed his parents and that we would get revenge on them, and he bought it. Even more so when we took him into our pack. He was always beneath us, he knew it too, but we treated him fairly and gave him a family. How could he not be loyal.

“What exactly do you plan on doing about the rebellion Your grace?” The alpha of the district spoke to me as I sat waiting for food to

come out.

“My mate can fester for a while. The border has been closed which means no one else can enter and join their pathetic ranks, and it keep her locked in one place. We will wait for my forces to arrive and draw up plans of attack. They don’t stand a chance.” I chuckled looking over some of the forms needed to invoke the change in education. “My mate will come running into me with welcome arms, and I will place my mark on her… there and…” I however, didn’t have the chance to finish my sentence as a pain unlike anything I had ever felt before erupted in my chest. I cried out clutching at my top and slamming my fist hard on the table.

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