I am Wolf
Chapter Eighteen

WOLF

Heading back towards my room, I fucking want to break something; my beast is rattling so hard inside of me that if I don't get a handle on him right now, he'll shift and then Sasha and I will both be fucked.

Stay calm, Wolf, stay the fuck calm, I growl while scolding myself. I can't go barging into my room this wound up because I look like a madman right now, and it will scare the shit out of Sasha. I need to stay calm, but how the fuck can I... Caius's words are ringing in my head like a death sentence, and there's no fucking way I can get us out of this now; we're trapped; either way, we're both fucked.

~

Leisurely walking into the hole where Caius's pack of mutts are all gathered over on the furthest corner, debating some bullshit about who's the strongest, most innovative, and most cunning. I want to roll my eyes at how pathetic they all are. Still, I resist because they stare daggers at my head when they notice me walk in.

Same shit, different day.

I'm probably the most hated mutt amongst them all here, and it must be because I wouldn't take Caius's blood.

I want this over, so I make my way towards where Caius is standing with his back to me, fisting my hands as I stop short of him; my beast wants to growl, but I force it back down; it's my typical response to this fucker whenever my wolf is around him.

I wait for him to acknowledge me, but instead, he keeps his head hovered over the table, engrossed in books, maps, and scrolls. My gaze drops to them when my brows furrow; what the fuck is he looking at? It's all in writing and hieroglyphics I can't understand.

He must notice me looking down at them because he instantly turns his head and smirks as he shuts the book he was looking at to prevent me from seeing any more of it when he grumbles,

"I believe you took my property outside today." It's not a question; he's just stating a fact because he knows I took Sasha outside,

"She wanted somewhere to wash and freshen up," I respond nonchalantly; my tone gives nothing away, nothing about what happened earlier today at the lake.

"Who the fuck told you that you could take her outside?" He scolds with a snarl; my brows furrow into a full-blown scowl as I stare at him in response,

"She refused to shower under your roof; what was I supposed to do?" I retort irritably, scoffing; Caius narrows his eyes at me,

"Do you think I care whether she wants to or doesn't want to do something?! She is not to leave this mine shaft again, is that understood?"

My steel, indifferent expression must piss him off because he suddenly takes the maldonite stone from his back pocket and places it against the table before looking me dead in the eye. Everything from that moment slows down as I watch him grab a rock from the table beside him and hold it above the stone. His eyes are still fixed on mine, serious and determined as he readies to slam it down onto the stone at any second.

My body instantly freezes as my eyes widen in horror; my hand shoots out in front of me as I shout, "No!" Caius goes to smash the stone but stops only an inch away from obliterating it before looking up at me. He grins wickedly,

"She doesn't- leave- this- place, understood?" He drawls out the words, and my eyes narrow on him when I grit out,

"Yes..." My eyes are laced with such hatred towards this asshole as I glare at him, but he doesn't seem phased; instead, he smirks when he grumbles,

"What? Sorry, I missed that," and at this point, everyone's eyes are on us. Grinding my teeth, my jaw ticks when I grumble,

"I understand,"

"Good, because she's mine, not yours. I told you, fuck her all you like, but she is mine and mine alone to do with as I please."

A low growl suddenly reverberates from me; damn it, my wolf is harder to control when he's this far gone. Caius raises a brow at me and then sighs,

"You know what? You're being very disrespectful. I've given you a place to live, a reason to be happy for once in your goddam life; you were nothing before this moment, always alone and roaming like a lost fucking cause. Now you have a purpose: to protect your fated mate until I need to use her, and you can't even be happy about that."

My jaw suddenly goes slack, my eyes widening as I blink at him in disbelief; it feels like all the air has just rushed from my lungs in an impossible moment of stupefaction. I stand in silence, everything falling silent as heat runs to my ears when Caius chuckles lowly,

"What, you thought I didn't know what she is to you?" Letting out a sinister laugh, he shakes his head, "Why the fuck do you think you're here? There's nothing you don't know when you run with witches. Best you remember that." He sneers as he lowers the rock beside the stone, and my eyes are glued to it.

"Be happy with what I'm giving you right now because she won't be yours after the full moon; she will be mine, to have, to use, to fuck if I choose to... Hey, I might even let you watch if you're lucky. But make no mistake; I'm merely giving your miserable existence a few more days of happiness before I rip it away from you, and trust me when I tell you, nothing will make me happier." The look in his eyes when I stare up at him, the hatred he has towards me, it's cold as death, and I'm suddenly at a loss for words when I croak,

"Why?"

Caius narrows his eyes when he crosses her arms over his chest and grumbles,

"What?"

"Why me, why her? What the fuck do you have against us?" I mutter, my entire soul feeling like it's about to shatter for our mate. Scoffing, he pretends to think it over before shrugging,

"I have nothing against her, personally. Besides the fact that she was promised to me, sad that you don't know what she truly is, but you will soon enough; by then, it will be too late." Looking down, he picks up the stone and holds it to his face as he pretends to inspect it before continuing,

"You, however, well now, you've been a thorn and royal pain in my ass from the moment you were born. But when I found out I could use you for this purpose and gain something I couldn't have imagined, how could I pass up that opportunity." My eyes narrow in questioning confusion when I mutter,

"Wait, You knew me from the moment I was born?" It's all too surreal to comprehend, impossible, actually. I met Caius when I was younger but I can't remember meeting him as a small child.

His eyes narrow on mine as he scowls,

"Of course not, don't be absurd," he diverts his eyes; he clearly slipped up and is now trying to cover it up and brush it off like he didn't just say that he knew me from birth. My eyes stay on him, my wolf rumbling behind my chest; this is all too surreal.

Caius flips me off with a wave of his hand when he grumbles,

"Now leave; we're all heading out for training in a short while, so do what I fucking tell you and keep her inside." Waving me off again, he turns back to what he had been busy with when I first walked in.

I'm fuming, my beast rippling through me like an earthquake, each vibration shattering through my chest with such precision and rage as I glare at the back of his head before abruptly turning on a heel and walking away, only to hear the whispers and snickers from the other rogues as I exit the hole.

Fuck them, too, fuck all of them.

~

Standing before my bedroom door, Caius's words swirl around like a hurricane inside my head. I take a deep and slow breath as I blow it out; I need my mate; I need to hold her and breathe in her scent just to calm myself down so that I don't fucking kill something. I want to have a moment to try to come to grips with this; Caius had known about us being fated mates long before I even stepped foot in this place. Fuck. How long has he been working on this plan of his?

I knock on the door because I told Sasha to lock it, but the moment I do, the door just swings open, and my heart drops down to my ass when my wolf growls.

Sasha!

I shove the door the rest of the way before pushing into the room; my eyes widen frantically in search of her when they land on her fast asleep in my bed.

A sigh of relief washes over me; thank fuck she's alright, but that relief is quickly replaced by frustrated anger.

She didn't listen to me; she disobeyed me on purpose.

Closing the door as I slide down against it, my ass hits the floor. Leaning my head against the door, I'm still trying to calm my wolf; he's rattling like crazy, and Caius's words only make it worse...

I'm not surprised that she didn't lock the door; alpha females rarely like being told what to do, but it pisses me off that she couldn't listen to me over something this important. It's that anger pulsing through me right now that has me up on my feet in an instant as I open the door again, only this time, I slam it shut so hard it nearly comes off its hinges.

That gets her attention.

Sasha jumps out of bed, her eyes wild and bewildered, her wolf ready to attack anything that moves, until her eyes land on me. And I have to give a little smirk at her reaction; my little mate looks fucking adorable when she's all fired up and confused all at the same time, that whole not knowing up from down but being ready to fight as she comes to her senses is the alpha in her, it's what makes the difference in whether a wolf will fight or choose flight. She's still panting heavily when she growls,

"What the hell, Wolf? You nearly gave me a heart attack?"

"I should ask you the same thing, princess. Is it so goddam hard for you to follow a simple instruction like lock the fucking door?" My voice is deep and severe as I stare at her, and the humour is long gone.

"Jeez, I didn't forget to lock it on purpose; I just had a lot on my mind-" Cutting her off, I scoff as I roll my eyes,

"I asked you to lock the door, Sasha, not disarm a fucking bomb." And my beast swirls in my eyes, a deep growl reverberating through my chest, having her flinching away at the harshness in my voice as she clenches her fists at her side.

"It's not a big deal; I'm fine, see!" She snaps, pointing at herself in exaggeration as her wolf pushes to the surface.

Feisty little princess.

This only agitates my wolf even more when I take a challenging step towards her,

"Are you fucking serious right now? You're only fine because I was the one who walked in through that door; what if it was one of the other mutts?" Crossing her arms, she smirks,

"I don't think any other mutt could be worse than your girlfriend."

"My what?"

"You know, the she-mutt from earlier," she mutters, waving me off,

"Mason? She isn't my girlfriend." I retort irritably,

"Oh really, does she know that? Because she told me a different story when she cornered me outside your door just now." My eyes narrow in response when I grit out,

"Mason was here; what the fuck did she want?" I snap, but she doesn't flinch away; instead, she smirks when she shrugs,

"Just to make sure I understood that you belong to her." I grit my teeth together so goddam hard that I almost break them when I grind out,

"That's bullshit; we've known each other since we were kids-"

"Yeah, she taught you how to fuck; I got that part." She grits out in disdain. Clenching my jaw, I swallow a suddenly uncomfortable lump in my throat when I grumble,

"Am I suddenly on trial for shit I did in my past?"

"Sure she's your past?" She mutters accusingly, and I growl as I stare at her,

"Mason coming and confronting you is exactly the reason I need you to lock that door,"

"I can take care of myself; I'm not scared of a she-mutt, thank you very much!" She snaps in defiance. Smirking, I lower my eyes when I scoff, knowing exactly which angle to come at her with when I lift and narrow my eyes at her,

"And tell me, warrior princess, how many have you killed?" Her brows furrow, her jaw going slack as she stands staring at me in silence. Yeah thought so.

I'm not expecting an answer, but then she huffs, crossing her arms over her chest,

"None," She mumbles before diverting her eyes. Nodding, I smirk as I let her answer linger for just a moment before gritting out,

"Yeah well Mason kills for fun; she gets a kick out of it. Just lock the fucking door, okay." It wasn't exactly a request; the moment I saw her wolf swirling around in her eyes defiantly, I knew she wasn't going to let this go and obey my request, my stubborn little mate.

"I'm not backing down to her; I don't care how many she's killed; it will only make kicking her ass much more rewarding." And it's like my beast suddenly sends my veins blazing with fire as my eyes narrow and a low growl reverberates through me,

"Instead of kicking the shit out of Mason, maybe you should be more worried about what Caius wants with you because come the next full moon, he plans on fucking claiming you and using you for whatever his little plan is." Her eyes widen as she gasps, her breath hitching in her throat as she lowers them to the floor, and I know I've got her attention when I grumble,

"Stop playing games; tell me what you're hiding because I can't help you unless you tell me what the fuck you are!?" Her head snaps up towards me when she snaps,

"What kind of question is that? I'm just like you, a wolf shifter-"

"Bullshit, Sasha," I cut her off, "Caius wouldn't be after you if you were just a wolf shifter, you're keeping something from me, and it's going to end up getting us both killed," I bark agitatedly,

"W-what- how is my situation going to get us both killed?"

"News flash, princess, you and I are bound together by the same curse, and Caius seems to know we're fated to each other," her eyes widen even more in response when she mutters,

"That's impossible; how could he know that?" The disbelief and shock on her face is almost comical. But, my wolf is way too revved up to replace the humour in it when I grunt,

"Oh, it gets better; Caius has a moldavite stone in his possession with your name on it; if he smashes it, you die. If I don't do what he says, you die. If I leave here with you, you fucking die... he's got witches helping him, fucking witches, Sasha. Why the fuck does Caius have witches helping him to curse us?!"

I let that stick for a moment, and I can see the horrified look in her eyes as she gulps; her breathing picks up, the panic in her eyes building as she looks down at the ground. She grabs for her chest and starts breathing like she's about to have a panic attack and that instantly has my wolf wanting to comfort her, fuck, this damn mate bond has everything so warped around protecting, defending and loving Sasha, that I can't even be pissed off with her. The second she steps back, shaking her head and whimpering incoherent words to herself, my brows furrow in response. I start moving toward her; protectively holding my hand out to her when I murmur,

"Sasha-" But she snaps,

"No!" when her arms fly outward, and the next thing I know, the large mirror against the wall shatters, pieces smashing to the ground in splintered shards.

What the fuck?

My jaw drops when I blink in shock, my widened eyes slowly trailing from the shattered pieces of glass back to Sasha's mortified face; the look in her eyes as more tears shimmer behind them tells me this isn't the first time that's happened, she doesn't look surprised at all, no, she looks scared.

Did she do that, did she just break that mirror?

Tears start rolling down her cheeks, and the shimmer behind her eyes are the same striking colours from the lake; the green has blue blended together like a spectacular watercolour display. She's frozen in horror as her breathing becomes laboured, her eyes trailing down at her hands as her bottom lip wobbles. My eyes track the movement as they lower to her hands then and widen in shock. A puff of air leaves my lungs when I gulp in response; I've never seen something like this before. Electric blue shimmery veins illuminate throughout her hands and up her arms, shaking her head vigorously, she starts whimpering,

"No... no-no-no. This can't be happening again, please no-" Sasha begins backing up towards the wall, tears falling from her eyes, "don't feel, don't feel, don't-" she whimpers as she closes her eyes. I'm still standing there like a fucking statue staring at her in shock when my wolf suddenly rocks me straight out of my frozen state and shoves me towards her.

Clearly, he's not freaking out.

I close the gap in one stride when I take her in my arms and wrap her in the warmth of my body; my arms snake around her protectively when I whisper, "It's okay, it's okay, I've got you," against her ear, I'm trying to calm her down, she's freaking out, and that's my only concern right now. My brain is trying to play catch up, even for a wolf shifter and being exposed to the supernatural things of our world; this isn't something I can explain. A tornado of blue sapphires is shimmering through her hands and wrists, like powerful electric waves pulsating energy I don't understand or know.

On the other hand, my wolf isn't freaked out by all this one little bit; all he wants to do is defend and protect her at all costs, and that's the part that's dominating right now.

PROTECT. MATE.

She starts sobbing hard against my chest, and it doesn't matter that I'm freaking out inside anymore; all I can do is hold her, she's my mate, and every fibre of my soul wants to console her, even if I don't understand what's going on with her.

I just stand there, holding her, allowing her to cry and let go, whatever just happened replaying in my head over and over again. She slowly pulls back, and lifts her head to look up at me, and the shimmering of her eyes has stopped; the emerald green is back, and I notice that her hands are back to normal too.

"Sasha-" I whisper her name but fall short on anything else, she wants to start crying again, and I swear my wolf does the only thing he thinks will fix this. To be honest, I'm totally on board with him, it's exactly what I want to do too. My lips suddenly claim hers, my one hand snakes around her back and the other behind her head; she's so startled by how forcefully I'm kissing her that a loud gasp escapes her. She slowly relaxes into my kiss though as she mewls into my mouth. What starts slow and careful quickly escalates into a deep and hungry show of affection as we begin devouring each other. Zaps of energy start shooting through my entire body, instantly having my cock rock hard. Her lips are so sweet that my dick begins straining painfully against the inside of my shorts, and the sudden scent of her arousal has my wolf howling in my head.

Mine.

All rational thinking goes right out the window when I pick her up, cupping her tight ass in my hands as she wraps her legs around my waist. I nip her bottom lip, and she moans into my mouth, eliciting a low growl to rumble through my chest.

Her little noises are driving my wolf fucking crazy.

Mine.

Small whimpers are still escaping her as she tries to reason with herself; she breaks the kiss and looks up at me; her lips are swollen and red from me kissing them when she croaks,

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you; my dad wouldn't let me talk about it," She sniffs as she shakes her head, and I can't help smirking in response when I grumble,

"I don't care, you're mine, and that's all that matters."

Looking up at me with her big doe eyes, I'm completely mesmerized by her. She's my world, and nothing else matters. The puzzle pieces are starting to fit together now. Why Caius wants her, she has an ability he wants, and I need to figure out exactly what it is so I can stop him from using her.

My tongue dives right back into her mouth as it begins lacing with hers, she tastes so fucking good, and the desperate need to be inside her is becoming overpowering by the second.

Cupping her breasts through her shirt, I'm gently squeezing her soft mounds; they are perfect; everything about this girl is perfection.

She pushes her chest forward, her tits pushing into my hands even more, and she's so fucking responsive to my every touch. Kissing her deeper, she mewls into my mouth, her body reacting perfectly to mine. I'm pushing her up against the wall behind her, my hands slowly trailing down on either side when I move her shirt up on either side as I trail kisses down her neck, earning me the most adorable little moans. Fuck, every part of this girl feels velvety smooth to my touch as my hands glide up her sides. The second I pull her shirt right up over her head, my eyes drop to her tits. Fuck, it's the second time I get to see them up close, and my breath still gets hitched in my throat.

"Beautifull," I breathe before cupping them, tenderly kneading them and she moans while grinding her bare pussy against me. Her arousal swirls around my nose, her scent driving me wild when my wolf growls,

"Mine."

My eyes remain on her tits, I never gave it much thought before, but I'm definitely a boob guy, and hers are flawless perfection; her mounds are just the right size, not too big, not too small, fitting into my big hands like they were made to be there; the truth is, they were. My breath is so laboured and deep when my eyes trail back up to meet hers; fuck me, she's a vision so fucking perfect I nearly cum right there. As cliche as it sounds, she completely takes my breath away.

I need to be inside her, because I don't think I'll last if I don't. Spinning around with her held tightly in my arms, I throw her down against the bed, having her gasp loudly in response as she bounces against the soft mattress. Her wide eyes and tousled long hair hanging down as she peers through the curtains. My carnal instinct to claim her ripples through my body, when I stalk closer. Her frantic heartbeat only excites me even more, the whole deer caught in headlights look is fucking adorable on her.

I'm standing right at the edge of the bed, staring at her, a low growl reverberating up my chest as I begin stroking my cock through my pants, he's as hard as marble for her, and her eyes trail down when they widen. Her reaction is addorible. I'm still mesmerized by her, when she slowly draws her knees up on either side of her, and my eyes lower to in between her legs when I fucking forget how to breathe. Her slick pussy stares back at me, and it's physically painful to stand and watch such perfection. Another low rumble vibrates through my chest when a carnal grin forms against my lips, my eyes trail back up hers when I grumble,

"You're so wet baby, is that all for me?" She bites down against her bottom lip, a blush forming against her cheeks when she nods in response. I continue stroking my dick through my pants, staring into her emerald green eyes, while swirls of gold and blue shimmer inside them. All I can do is be completely captivated by how gorgeous she is; whatever else lurks inside her only intensifies the reason I want to protect her. But that's my wolf; he's an overprotective beast, and his dominating side keeps growling hard and loud in my head...

MATE. MINE.

Her eyes swirl with the arousal of her heat I can't take it anymore, I pounce on her, my mouth crushing against hers with a feral claim, her little moans of desire for more scorch my skin with flames as she begins clawing at my back. She might be innocent, but this girl has a wild side which is all fierce. The hunger in her eyes is wild when I growl into her mouth. I start trailing soft kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, slowly lowering myself down until my lips wrap around her perfect hardened nipple. Fuck me; a small gasp escapes her as she arches her back in pleasure, and my tongue immediately begins swirling around as a slight grin of satisfaction creeps up at the corners of my mouth.

Yeah, baby, I'm doing that to you.

I love how responsive she is to me, and nothing has ever tasted so sinful than her under me. Kneading both her breasts in my hands, a breathy moan reverberates through her as she again arches her back, pushing her pelvis right up against my hard on.

Fuck.

A low and claiming growl rumbles from my chest as my tongue flicks her nipple once more before moving on to the other one. My hardened chest keeps rubbing against her velvety smooth skin, and sparks are eliciting between us. So good, so fucking good.

I feel like I'm on fire; everywhere my body touches hers, energy builds between the pleasure. I want to own her body, worship it, and become entirely consumed by her. She's panting hard as I slowly begin moving south; I continue trailing kisses down to her belly button when I growl,

"I have to taste you..."

SASHA

I can't think straight when he touches me like this; his hands roam all over me, and, oh-

"I have to taste you..."

My mind goes blank, completely foggy with the sound of his deep hungry voice as his lips hover just above my heat.

Breathing in a gasp as I swallow it down, his warm breath fans my pussy. I arch my back, my hands digging into my hair and pulling a handful before dragging them down the sides of my face. Oh-

I'm dazed with lust, the ache between my legs throbbing painfully for his touch. I whine, my hips bucking upward, but he pulls back, teasing me when a low primitive chuckle reverberates from his chest.

"Please, please-" I whine, the throbbing in between my legs only intensifying with need,

"I love hearing you beg, baby." Just when I think I'm about to lose my mind, he darts his tongue out, suctioning his mouth over my pussy while sucking and swirling his tongue over my sensitive clit.

Gasping in response, I cry out with utmost pleasure; never before have I felt it like this; not even when I touched myself was it ever this amazing. Tingles of pleasure prickle into my core and up my spine.

"Ah-" I moan as my hand's fist against the bed sheets, my toes curling as he applies more pressure while sucking and licking my pussy.

My skin feels alive with sparks of electricity dancing across the surface as deeper sensations pool at my core, heat building right where I need him. I'm completely lost in him, drowning in the pleasure of his skilful tongue as it takes another lick.

"More," I whine, desperate for him to ravish me; I don't have any control over my thoughts; my body is his, reacting to him like it was created just for him, and it was, he's mine, and I'm never giving him up.

Suddenly gripping my thighs with his big strong hands, I'm slightly startled when he- holy wolf moon-

I gasp so hard that I nearly choke as my chest shudders; his tongue runs up along my slit when he screws a finger into my tight hole.

Pushing my thighs apart, he suddenly devours me like a starved man, and oh- my hands grabbing for his head, my fingers lacing and knotting with his hair as breathy pants of euphoria escape my lips. I want to replace my release; I feel the coil twisting within my insides, ready to snap at any second,

"Wolf-" I beg, his name rolling off my lips like a prayer. I've never known anything to feel this good in all my life, his thick digit continues screwing and twisting deeper into my tight channel, and I feel tears forming behind my eyes, stinging with a need, a desire; I need him; I'm ready, I need all of him.

Licking my lips to moisten them, I'm suddenly delirious with lust.

"Wolf, please, please-"I can't take it anymore; it's too much to bare. His skilful thick digit isn't hurting me like it did the first time it went into me; it's almost as if my body has muscle memory down there. My pussy remembers him and wants to allow more of him into her.

He continues pumping his thick digit into me. I'm panting and reeling in desperate pleasure when he suddenly pushes a second finger into me; the initial intrusion has me gripping hard against his hair as a slight tingle of pain shoots up my spine. Still, we're both too far gone now to stop. I want him so desperately that I would endure any pain in the world to have him.

Mine.

Pumping in and out of me with sensual precision, I'm about to snap; that coil inside my belly straining against its last hold when I whimper,

"I'm gonna, I'm gonna-" I bite down against my bottom lip so hard that I taste the metallic tang of blood in my mouth, but I don't care, he's driving my pussy crazy, and all I want is more.

"You don't cum until I tell you to, princess." He growls against my heat, and I gasp, nearly exploding. I whine, my toes curling, it's physically painful to hold on and not let go, and then his mouth is back on me as he continues sucking my clit, and, oh-

Just when I think I won't be able to last another second, Wolf suddenly growls,

"Now-" And I swear I see stars as I plummet over the edge into a euphoria of pure carnal pleasure. A sudden scream tearing from me, and Wolf instantly leaps forward, covering my mouth with his as he swallows my muffled cries of ecstasy; my body trembles as I plummet from this ultimate high.

I swear I blank out for a few seconds, my breath laboured and heavy as I try and catch it, but the way his lips are on mine, the way his tongue so skillfully seeks mine out, has me instantly mewling into his mouth, craving for more of him, all of him.

Still lightheaded from feeling weightless, Wolf suddenly breaks the kiss with a loud pop, pulling himself back and up to stand. I whine in protest, losing contact instantly has my core aching again.

Standing before me, his eyes are entirely carnal as specs of gold dance across his eyes. Pulling his gym shorts down torturously slowly he pulls them away as they drop to the ground. My eyes widen as I gulp in response to his massive cock springing free, bopping up and down like a beast when he grabs it with one hand and begins leisurely stroking it.

Oh my-

A shiver runs down my spine as my widened eyes stay trained on his size, gulping; my throat suddenly feels dry as I quickly dart my tongue out to lick my lips.

Wolf's hungry eyes move toward me like a predator stalking his prey,

"I've been fantasizing about you like this since the first moment I kissed you," his confession is deep and raw with promise, and in one fluent movement, he grabs hold of my ankle and pulls me to him; a little shriek escapes me, and seeing the sudden panic on my face he grins,

"We'll take it slow, I promise." My eyes fly up to his, and I quickly nod; the problem is I don't want to take it slow; my pussy is still aching with so much need, and my wolf is so happy right now she literally has her tongue hanging out of her mouth panting. Still, his dick is so big, and I'm afraid it might not fit.

Gulp-

Leisurely fisting his cock in his hand a few more times, it's as if it just keeps growing, and I watch as the head suddenly becomes a deep purple; it's velvety smooth, and I can't help but be entirely captivated by it. I've never seen one in real life before, well, not like this, anyway.

Shifters get naked in front of each other to shift all the time, but because of what's inside of me, because of my wolf, my father never allowed me to shift and run with the rest of our pack at a full moon.

Suddenly pulling me from my reverie, Wolf leans forward, climbing half on top of me as he pushes my knees up on either side; he grips my thigh in one hand before slowly rubbing the head up of his stiff girth up and down my slit, touching my sensitive clit every time that he does. I moan as my eyes close; the anticipation has me clawing at the bedsheets.

"Open your eyes, princess, I want you to look at me when I drive into you," my eyes open, locking with his, and my wolf swirls wildly behind my eyes.

He gives me one cheeky grin before lining his crown up with my entrance, eliciting soft moans from my throat as I relish in the sensation coursing through my body. He slowly grinds his hips forward... the moment his head pushes past my folds, I gasp, my green eyes swirling with my wolf as I grab onto him. He immediately stills and waits for me to adjust to his size.

Yup, I was right; he's enormous.

I don't want him to stop, so I slowly push my pelvis up, and Wolf grins when he slowly rocks his hips forward, grinding further into me; it stings as my breath catches in my throat, tears stinging behind my eyes as my finger snails dig into his shoulders.

His eyes are on mine and I can see the concern behind them; he begins pepper-kissing my neck and up my jawline when he murmurs,

"Just relax for this last part," my brows furrow in response; last part? What last pa- I scream out as he swallows my cries; he plunges his entire length into me. It's as if something inside of me snaps as I try to register what just happened, it's a pain unlike anything I've ever felt before as he stretches me out, but then it's quickly replaced with pleasure. I'm just holding onto him, breathing in deeply as I pant, I'm basking in this moment with him, the fine line between pain and pleasure blurring into one.

He waits again for me to adjust to him, and when my hips begin slowly rocking forward, he growls against my throat,

"So fucking perfect," he slowly pulls back and then rocks back into me again. This time fireworks start going off inside me; moaning, my toes curl with the satisfaction of how good it feels. Wolf pulls back again, thrusting in deep this time, stealing my breath away as my eyes replace his. His lips crush over mine as he begins devouring me, and I've never felt so full, both with his girth inside me and the love I feel for this man. He starts picking up the pace, his lips tasting mine as his skilful tongue swirls around the inside of my mouth. I've never kissed a boy before, and how he's kissing me is driving me even crazier for him; he's an incredible kisser.

I've never felt anything this amazing before; I want to cry, laugh, shout and scream. Kiss him, hug him, and never let go. What have I been missing all my life?

I always wondered what my first time would be like, but never in a million years did I think it would feel like this? Every fibre of my body is alive and reacting to him; that same coil in the pit of my stomach begins to pull tight as his thrusts become more profound; I'm suddenly spiralling over the cliff into an even more explosive orgasm than the one he already gave me.

He muffles my screams with his mouth, and my body trembles under him as he finally replaces his own release, filling me up to the brink with his warm seed as he groans into my mouth; his body shudders against mine, and the warmth between us becomes this great glow.

I'm glad I don't have to worry about falling pregnant; she-wolves are only fertile under the full moon.

We are both panting and saturated when he slowly rests his forehead against mine, he's still buried deep inside me, and I could stay this way forever.

I'm the happiest I've ever been in my entire life; it feels like a dream.

His eyes gaze down into mine as he slowly bites my bottom lip; he's breathtakingly handsome, and I can't believe someone like him would be mated to someone like me.

Giving a slight grin, he gently kisses the tip of my nose,

"You're so fucking beautiful, princess." He coos and my heart swells instantly at his confession. To have found my fated mate in these circumstances, as chaotically heart-shattering as it is, he is my everything, and I never want to let him go.

We stay like that for a few minutes before he finally pulls out; he rolls over to his side, pulling me to him and wrapping his vast muscled arms protectively around me; I have never felt so protected and content in my life.

Just as I'm about to doze off, I feel his arms tightening around me when he gently pepper kisses my face before whispering,

"Let's go shower."

My heart is racing as he leads us into the communal shower; holding my hand, our fingers are laced as our bare feet pad against the cold concrete floor, it's all dimly lit in here, but we can still see everything perfectly,

"Are you sure everyone's out?" Turning to look at me as he continues moving forward, he nods his head with a reassuring smile,

"Yeah, I don't exactly know what they're training for, but right now, I'm not complaining," I nod my head and bite down against my bottom lip. I'm feeling nervous, but I'm still floating on cloud nine after what went down in his room.

Wolf and I- an instant blush forms against my cheeks when I think back at how I moaned his name while he kept thrusting into me, and a sudden longing, aching pressure instantly begins building up again, forcing me to push my knees together when we come to stand before a row of showers.

I watch him intently as he turns the tap, which instantly has ice-cold water shooting out of the faucet, and as it splashes against my bare legs, I gasp in response before taking a quick step back.

Wolf chuckles as he begins regulating the water temperature until a steady cloud of steam starts rising into the air above our heads,

"Come," He murmurs, a deep rumbling sound reverberating from his chest which instantly travels straight to my core, causing a tingly sensation to throb longingly for him.

I'm still clutching the towel around my chest when Wolf casually drops the one around his waist, causing my breath to hitch in my throat when my eyes lower to his perfectly chiselled body. I gulp; even though I just had him a short while ago, it's as if I'm only now fully able to appreciate the perfection of the man standing before me.

Wolf is tanned and sculpted like a god, his chiselled lines are sinfully perfect, and I can't help wetting my lips in anticipation as my body itches to get closer to him.

He steps in under the steady stream of warm water as it sprays down against his body, and the second he turns around to face me with a mischievous grin forming against his lips, my eyes drop past his perfectly chiselled adonis belt to his cock. All the air rushes right out of my lungs as my eyes widen in response.

I still can't believe that his thick length fitted inside of me earlier, his girth is both almightily thick and sizable and as it stands to attention like a soldier as if it's seeking me out, I can't help but lick my lips as a shudder runs down my spine in anticipation.

"Like what you see?" He murmurs in a husky voice, and my eyes instantly shoot up to his; my cheeks flush when I notice his wolf swirling around in specs of gold and something else I can't quite place, something more profound than just his beast.

The heat travels straight to my core, and I'm like a magnet, drawn to him the second I drop the towel and slowly take one step forward as I move in his direction.

His eyes are like a predator stalking its prey the moment he begins to circle me, and as I come to stand right beneath the water as it sprays down against my skin, its warmth is welcoming when a tentative moan pushes up my throat.

Wolf comes to stand right behind me, never once taking his eyes off me; I can physically feel his heat as it radiates off him; he hasn't even touched me, and it feels like an inferno is scorching my skin.

Between the warmth of the water spraying down my front and the heat of his body only inches away from touching me, I'm dizzy with lust and desire for him as my heart begins pounding faster inside my ribcage. I swear anticipating his touch is more torturous than wanting it, and as he slowly dips his head until his lips are hovering right beside my ear, the rumbling sound of his beast growling in a low purr has heat pooling between my legs, forcing my legs together with a moan,

"I can smell how aroused you are, princess," his little nickname for me bugged me before when he referred to me as my father's princess, but not anymore; now it kinda gets me hot and bothered when he refers to me as his princess.

The second his fingertips gently stroke against my bare flesh, a shiver instantly runs through me, and the dominance of this man, the unexplainable power he holds within him with just a single touch, is unlike anything I've ever experienced before in my life, as it claims my body, mind and soul, bounding it all to him and him alone, my wolf keeps growling possessively behind my chest,

Mine.

The warmth of the water and the touch of his skin, as his hard chest pushes against my back, has me leaning into his hold; when suddenly I feel his brutal strength going against the slit of my cheeks, it's exhilarating, and the heat from Wolf's dominating force on me suddenly has heat almost dripping in between my legs like never before as soft moans of need escape my lips.

The moment he gently moves my hair to the side, trailing tender kisses down my neck, collarbone, and shoulder, his fingers trail down my arm, eliciting sparks of pleasure that burn me up from the inside out.

His hunger for me is insatiable, and I feel the same about him. Every part of my body aches to be touched by him, and I've never felt this way before. No one has ever touched me in the way he does, and I don't care if he's a mutt; I don't care if he doesn't have a pack where he belongs or if he doesn't have any rank. None of that matters to me; it's how he makes me feel; I'm in love with him.

There's something about Wolf that doesn't make sense, though, the power rippling beneath the surface of his skin; it radiates with authority, commanding respect and yet- it shouldn't.

His aura, the pure essence radiating off of him, makes me question everything I've ever been taught about rogues, and even if my choosing Wolf means that I will no longer be welcome back in my pack, that I would be shunned by pack wolves and chased away from the only life I've ever known, it wouldn't matter to me-

I'm standing here and basking in the glory of this godlike man, the way his fingertips tenderly dance across my skin, and before I can stop myself, the question leaves my lips in a gentle whisper,

"Are you sure you're a rogue?" He stills, his fingers stopping midway up my arm, lingering there momentarily; he doesn't move. I can hear his breath against my ear; it causes a shiver to course through my entire body when his voice comes out in a husky rumble,

"Why would you ask me that?" And even his tone at this moment is more profound than before, animalistic and commanding as it radiates power.

"You're scent," I breathe, tilting my head to the side. I slowly breathe him in as the water continues to spray down against my skin, "You don't smell like a mutt; something is radiating from you, Wolf; it's unlike anything I've ever felt before; it isn't rogue, I'm not even sure you could call it pack, it's like it's more than even alpha."

Those words linger in the air, and I don't even know why I said them because it doesn't make sense. There are pack wolves and rogue mutts, that's it, there's never been anything more than that, and yet, I can feel more in him, something deeper, something so profoundly ancient that it has my soul shuddering and aching to be close to it.

He takes me by surprise the second he spins me around, shoving me up against the wall behind me with his body pressing up against mine as a quick gasp pushes past my lungs, his hands slamming against the concrete on either side of me, caging me in as his carnal eyes pierce mine. This action would scare any other she-wolf, but I've never been so turned on before in my life.

I see it then; the specs of gold dancing across the irises of his eyes are laced with a deep and raw red, like staring into the cardinal prisms of a scarlet explosion.

He's so beautiful that I could come undone merely by staring at him, and the moment a low growl reverberates through his chest, I shudder at the dominance radiating through him when he grumbles,

"What do you mean, princess?"

That voice- oh, that voice... heat pools deep inside of me; it has my pussy aching desperately as the throbbing need pulses through the core of my soul.

Breathy little pants escape my lips as I dart my tongue out to lick them, and I can feel my wolf shimmering in my eyes as I keep them fixed on his. She's excited by his presence as he holds her captivated and pining for more.

I can feel more within me, too; whatever is inside me is presenting itself in my eyes, swirling around violently as it yearns to be intertwined with what's deep inside of him. It begins radiating down my arms as a haze of blue sapphire slowly stretches out around us.

"You're not a rogue, Wolf; you're more..." The words purr past my lips like a confession to something I know deep inside to be accurate but can't explain, and his beast betrays the lie Wolf has been told all his life; the moment the red deepens to something more, it's like I should know who he is, my wolf wants to bow her head in submission to this ancient and powerful wolf standing before me, but whatever this is, the beast standing behind the man is something, a knowledge that's been lost to all the alpha packs I've ever known.

"What kind of beast are you, Wolf?" I breathe the words as I feel his hand gently stroking my face, but before I can process the truth lingering between us, he crashes his lips to mine so hungrily it takes my breath away, claiming my lips in a scorching kiss having me forget my own name for a moment.

He slowly pulls his lips away, leaving me longing and whining for more when he grumbles,

"I don't know-"

Chaos suddenly creates harmony as his lips slam against my own with such hunger and desperate need for my own that my legs buckle beneath the weight of his presence. He starts devouring and claiming my mouth as a beast starved for it, his tongue diving into my mouth, sliding along the inside of my own as it sweeps in search of the flesh it seeks to claim as his. I mewl into his mouth, desperate to have him, to have all of him; as my legs move on their own accord, I lift myself to wrap them around his waist.

His lips devour mine in a carnal state so wild it feels like I'm on fire everywhere he touches me, my arms are wrapped around his neck, and I feel his rock-hard cock rubbing up against my heat,

"Please, Wolf, please-" I whimper into his mouth, my need for him so desperately hungry that I will surely die if he doesn't claim my body right now.

His carnal eyes replace mine, locking me in as he lowers his hand between our bodies, fisting his cock as he begins stroking it, and the anticipation is killing me.

Lining it up with my entrance, a shudder runs through my body, and something in his eyes makes me want to lose myself when he breathes,

"Mine," before plunging the entire length of his cock into me, instantly muffling the scream tearing from my throat with his mouth as he fills me up; tears stinging behind my eyes as a slight sting tears through my body, only to be replaced with a sensation so desperately beautiful that I never want him to stop.

Not waiting for me to recover, Wolf pulls back and instantly thrusts back into me as he continues swallowing my cries.

I feel so full as he stretches me out, so intense and overwhelmed that the force of his thrusts is claiming not only my body but also my soul; I'm being engulfed in all that he is, drowning in his soul and never wanting to come up for air.

Wolf is claiming my entire body as his, and I love every moment; this feeling inside me is beyond the sparks I feel whenever he touches me; this energy is building into something more powerful and raw than even what happened back in his room earlier.

I'm lost in him, every bad memory of what has happened in the past forty-eight hours slipping away, and as it continues to build and build, conquering its way like a skyline reaching for the heavens. I suddenly feel a prickly sensation of my canines descending; it startles me; I've never had this happen before. My wolf, she wants to claim him; she wants to mark him as ours. I know I shouldn't act impulsively, I should stop and pull back, we should talk about this, but without even thinking, I bite down against the soft skin just above his collarbone, piercing the skin as my canines plunge deep into him. I taste his blood, the coppery taste of metallic tang lingering against my tongue as the serum of my mark begins seeping into his bloodstream. He freezes, groaning deeply as his hold around me tightens. Realizing what I'm doing, he doesn't pull away; instead, he grunts the second he replaces his release, shooting his warmth deep into me with a rumble of thunder as it vibrates through my soul, my body shudders as I rocket over the edge, my walls clamping down around his cock, my body shivering with my release... and for a moment, we both still as I see stars; our breathing is laboured and heavy when I finally pull back, releasing my hold on him to lick at the place where I've just marked him.

Mine.

My wolf preens with proud excitement inside of me.

Mine.

Wolf pulls back just enough as his eyes replace mine, the adoration sparkling wildly with surprise and wonder when he murmurs,

"Mine," and I can see it is swirling around inside his carnal eyes; the dominance to claim me instantly has me bowing my head to the side in submission and exposing my neck to him.

I know what Caius said to him last night, not to mark me, that it was his right to claim me and not Wolf's. If he kills me, then so be it, I would rather die with my mate's mark on my neck than die at the hands of Caius using me for his evil plans.

A shudder runs through Wolf's body as his breath hitches in his throat, and then, as his eyes lower down at my neck, his mouth gently descends against it. His lips tenderly begin kissing and lapping at the soft flesh, and a breathy needy moan escapes my lips when I whisper,

"Please-"

I instantly feel his dick twitch inside me, and my hips buck forward, indicating what I want from him.

A low growl reverberates through him as he thrusts deep into me again, the sensual pleasure having me gasp in response; the feeling instantly has me climbing a new high as he starts pumping into me harder and more profoundly than before. I moan his name as I hold onto him for dear life; my body feels like it could combust into flames at any moment as he continues thrusting into me, pounding steadily as the ecstasy rhythm begins driving me delirious with the need for him to claim me as his.

He's still tenderly sucking at my sensitive skin, thrusting hard into my tight channel, and I'm trying to hold out, but I feel like I could go over the edge at any second; the electric blue haze again begins to flow around us from me, and it only intensifies the already euphoric feeling swirling around our bodies.

Suddenly- I feel it and know what comes next; his sharp canines graze the area where he's about to bite, and then- he does, and my world falls silent.

The sharp pain of his canines piercing my skin makes me gasp loudly; it burns as it slices through my soft flesh in search of the place it needs to claim; as a shudder runs through my body, I tighten my hold around him. I want to scream, but no sound comes out as I instantly go over the edge, riding my orgasm in waves as I come crashing down, and he replaces his release again as his cock throbs violently within the inner channels of my soul. It's pain and pleasure all wrapped up in one as his canines descend even more profoundly deeper than they were; I can feel the cooling effect of his serum coming from his canines as he claims me, and I swear I go off again, my inner walls spasming in fits of pleasure around his rock hard girth.

He's marking me.

Tears sting behind my eyes as my bottom lip wobbles; a mind link instantly snaps into place between us as he slowly pulls away before gently lapping at the area he just freshly marked as his.

Pulling back, his eyes lower until they lock with my own, and I hear his voice as it mind links me with the warmth of his tender heart when he breathes,

"I love you."

My soul shudders as it explodes into a world that is only his and mine when I breathe,

"I love you too."

We're completely wrapped up at this moment, him and I as our wolves peer back at each other, and I'm lost in him, and the world falls away as my thumb gently runs across his bottom lip. I've never been this happy, not ever- My eyes are still fixed on the warmth of his own as he stares back into my soul when a shrill scream tears through the air, pulling us out of our moment of pure heaven when a voice screams from behind us,

"Wolf! What the fuck have you done?!"

We both freeze when he links me,

"Mason." And I can't move; I'm still empaled against the wall with his cock securely lodged into me. "Fuck," that word reverberates through his throat and has me blinking in response when everything comes crashing down around us.

When he turns his head to look at her, she's already gone, and his wide eyes shoot back to mine, and I can see the instant panic in them when he grumbles,

"She'll tell Caius."

I'm still coming down from my high as I look up at him; the names Mason and Caius are not what I want to hear when my mate's dick is still buried deep inside me.

But it's like I instantly sober up as I unhook my legs from around his waist, lowering myself to the ground, my heart starts racing, and all I can do is stare into his eyes when I breathe,

"What do we do now?"