*Captivating wild greys.* Those eyes of hers did things to me, frightful things. Seized the entirety of my attention in broad daylight and painfully haunted my slumber on dark nights.
She did not know that she had me securely coiled around her finger the second she chose to audaciously savour me in that meeting of Alphas where I first laid eyes on her. The way she gorged up the fullness of my being from the peaks of my shoes to my agitated burning globes with a tortuous slowness that naughtily enticed me. No female had been so lucid of their desires for me and just like that she had hooked me off guard.
I had forsaken my moon blessed in a way. Never sought for her, never spoke of her, never even spared her a single thought either. But I knew my time of freedom was expiring for the pack demanded a Luna and an heir for I was not getting any younger and there she was blatantly challenging my authority in front of every Alpha. She had questioned what her place was and I had answered her with the truth. *Beneath me*, on her knees with my cock shoved in her mouth.
The sweet nectar of females I had boldly tasted night after night without even requiring to lift a finger, I had assumed she appeared at the right time. For me to use her to satisfy my needs yet I was mistaken for with time she began to fascinate me like none other. I was magically drawn to her, not to her body but her soul. It was pure witchery, I failed to resist her despite my neverending travail.
That liberating feeling in my heart I shall never forget, for she unhesitantly plunged deep into my emotionless soul clawing down the walls I squandered years to establish and harden with just one glimpse. She wielded this power that no other wolf has ever had over me and I desired to flee those dangerous orbs which tormented me. I was in perpetual agony whilst I was with her.
Lumina showed me she was unlike the other females, she revealed to me her true essence with a sense of overwhelming pride. *Alpha*. I had always known I would be granted an Alpha female as my mate, I sensed it in my veins but it was a curse I dreaded receiving. *The moon’s curse.* For with having her meant I was obliged to bleed and I had already bled all my life. I did not want her but buried within I had always known that I would rather need her. Need her soul to awaken mine that lingered in endless darkness.
Emptiness, the excruciating loneliness I had enough of it and I realised she would fill that void within me and help cleanse my wounds even if it meant she would need to suffer on my behalf. And that was what terrorised me, my female was prepared to do anything for our bond even cared enough to cast herself into war just so she could discern I breathed. Weak, she made me undeniably weak that father plagued my dreams at night cackling to the erupting feelings that grew mercilessly within despite my struggle to make it cease.
Wicked female. She was a true temptress brazen with her seductive walks and sways of her curvy hips as though she appreciated what she was doing to me. Not one day passed where I could sleep tranquilly without releasing to the filthy image of her sprawled uncovered mewling beneath me my cock rammed deep into her weeping cunt as she begged for more, that was the type of male I was.
I pictured her naked as I tore through her clothes baring those ample breasts to my dampened mouth eager for a taste and we could have had it all. Ardent raw fucking turbulent enough for the entire pack to hear but she did not want any of it.
She wanted care, affection…*love*. Everything I couldn’t give her, everything that had never been good to me. They had been what I locked myself away from for years fearing it like the goddamn plague yet as she gazed up at me sobbing with her hopeful orbs she had me by my beating heart. One squeeze, I would have died for her. Goddess, I was utterly spellbound.
So I fled for I learnt our roles had switched. I became the prey and she the predator, I did my best to keep away from her pushing her away abandoning the totality of her existence even if it meant I would brutally cut her.
Yet she did not submit to me. Lumina was feisty, assertive and fearlessly bared her teeth steadily confronting my authority and dominance. She did not fear me one bit, not like the others and that riled up my greed to possess her. Body and soul. And just when I was finding it laborious to control myself around her, she cuddles up with my brother. *With Cronus.*
When she glanced at him with those bewitching greys, my blood seethed with fierceness. Only I must be seated upon her throne, I must be the sole male she must desire. She taunted me with those flirty smiles and adorable giggles whilst she spent hours and days with him. I had never ached to harm Cronus before but if it was for her, I would have renounced our brotherly bond.
He could be so free with her, make her beam make her happy and that too with unfathomable ease. Things I found arduous to do. She began to like him I witnessed it and with that awareness that engulfed me sweltering madness and raw jealousy ripped me apart and all I detected was red, my mind whirling my ears ringing. Lumina made me feel these things I-I hadn’t felt before each day she brought forth a new emotion to soar inside me.
And so I continually bickered with her for I needed to somehow injure so she would come running back into my cunning arms whilst I desperately hoped the talks those both frequently had were about me, it did not matter if she whined about me as a male or our relationship to Cronus as long as my name remained on her tongue. I used depressing words, deceit and harsh actions as my prime weapons against her. I was cruel, I was aware of it.
Our first kiss on that dance floor was also the first I wavered, the first my heart crashed in my chest. I was excited, I could not believe it and that one kiss had me drugged with the passionate sparks that submerged me further into*the deadly bond.*