My wolf begins to pace preparing for this tiny female’s remarks.
“Yes, I am.” Is all I say staring her down?
She bows softly. “I am humbled to be in your presence not because you are Alpha Deimos’s mate but because of who you are.” She says and my eyes widen. My wolf sits down abruptly stunned as if this female had just slapped us.
I once more put my forehead upon hers as a sign of acceptance from me. I look back at the males on the opposite side of us and they still seem to be deep in their conversation. But I am distracted as my nose picks up a smell. It is nothing but a small scent though it’s different.
I look at her stomach and finally understand the source of it. “You are expecting,” I say as she blushes nodding. I didn’t even notice perhaps the different scents of wolves mingling overthrew hers.
“Congratulations,” I say.
“Thank you.” She replies softly looking at my stomach eagerly as if I would tell her it is the same case for me. I wish I could but we live in different worlds I suppose.
“When did you meet your male?” I ask her as my eyes find Alpha Rastus again.
“Two months ago. We met by coincidence.” She replies looking at him. Her gaze filled not with lust but… love. Something I long to possess from Deimos.
“When did you both mate?” I ask her as she turns to a deep red. My eyes find her freshly marked neck. No shame comes from me. This is a normal question among my females.
“The day we met.” She whispers looking down at her feet as if it is something she has never told anyone. Jealousy burns and like a wildfire it destroys me completely from within. Anger and dislike towards my mate thunders and I wonder why.
Why must I suffer like this? When others can have their mates freely day and night why must I yearn for something that is my right? Questions strike deep within my heart pulling me into self-pity.
My eyes watch Alpha Rastus as he laughs at something Deimos said. His fingers slide through the softness of his hair that glows in the sunlight. His tongue darts out to lick his dry lower lip and I wonder again. Wonder what it would be like if he was my mate. If he were the male who was meant to be mine would he have taken me the second he saw me?
Alpha Rastus frowns looking around mid-conversation as his eyes find mine. He felt someone staring at him and now he has his answer. This stops the conversation and Deimos searches for where Alpha Rastus is looking until he finds me. Me staring at another male. With hunger.
Deimos’s chest begins to heave as he walks towards me without hesitation me in quick steps the wolves in the middle making way. Reaching me he asks Luna Eliana. “May I speak to my mate?” He questions her never leaving my eyes.
“Of course.” She says gently and scurries off to her male as he gathers her in his arms kissing her forehead softly.
“That’s enough, Lumina,” Deimos warns.
“What’s enough, Deimos?” I question him.
“You think I didn’t notice the way you saw him from the minute he stepped into our territory! It disgusts me. It leaves a vile taste in my mouth.” He says scrunching his nose as smelt or tasted or something bad.
“I do not know what you are talking about,” I reply to his accusation but somehow my eyes land on the lovely couple opposite us once more.
“I said enough!” He commands me holding my wrist harshly in his big hands as I begin to tug it away. He tightens it and I flinch. “Don’t make me punish you, Lumina.” His eyes keep switching from pitch black to the green I love.
“How does it feel to burn with jealousy Deimos? This is how I burn when I see other mates!” I snarl my anger finally breaking free from its cage.
“I have had it with this! With you always demanding something from me!” His voice booms and I flinch away. He sometimes acts like what I ask of him is annoying and frustrating. Like I have asked him to bring me the stars. All I want is his heart!
My anger burns to the edge and I fight for dominance. My wolf pushing me giving me her strength. The Alpha within me soaring. I will bring blood first.
“I am the Alpha here! Do not do it, you will regret it.” He growls. His canines pushing through his gums for he will make me bleed if I cross the line. He holds both my wrists in his grasp so I will not be able to strike him for he will return it.
I lean towards his ear. “You are no Alpha if you cannot do your female,” I say as his body shakes with his control. His nose flares as his chest heaves.
“Stop it, Lumina.” He says clenching his jaw tightly as his hold on my wrists tighten and his claws scrape my skin bringing blood. I bleed but I pay no heed to it. I want him to bleed. I will make him bleed with my words so he can feel my pain.
“You want to know the meaning of Alpha Rastus’s name in Greek?” I ask him licking my upper teeth with a wicked smile on my face.
“It means ‘the loving one’,” I say and that was enough for my male to lose his control. He snarls grabbing me harshly and hoisting me upon his shoulder. I twist and turn upon him punching and scratching his back screaming for him to put me down. He takes me away from the field to the calmness of the castle grounds.
His steps are loud and harsh on the hardwood floors of our castle. He bangs the door to his room open and slams it with his leg. Dropping me harshly on the bed I bounce to regain my balance.