Betrayed & Rejected By Alpha Tristan

"What do you mean by that, uncle?" Tristan asked, staring at him in disbelief. He wanted to be sure, just like he had always been about every single thing he was getting himself into. Zachary, his Uncle let out a deep sigh immediately, and walked a bit closer to him, laying his hands on his shoulder to comfort him a little. "You know about the curse, right?" Zachary began. "This isn't about the curse. Or, are you trying to tell me it's about the curse?" Tristan asked again, his eyes searching his uncle's. He believed the eyes never lied. "Yes. This is about the curse. This whole thing revolves around the curse. That is what I'm trying to let you know. Come on, Tris". Zachary went on. Just that moment, he felt the atmosphere go cold. It felt as if the chill breeze thought it sensible enough to kiss just his skin. Why was his uncle telling him this now? Why the sudden change? Why hadn't he revealed it all to him from the start when he told him about his intentions with her? "Okay," He cleared his throat, and paced up and about his room, trying to break the news to Tristan. "I understand that this is somewhat hard for you?" Zachary started. "Somewhat?" Tristan turned at him in confusion. "Uncle this is really hard, this is not something that is easy to be done!" He yelled, with his eyes glowing red for a minute. Fury. He had begun to feel furious. All of this for a woman. "Okay." Zachary sighed. "But don't you think it's sensible to know why I'm disapproving of your engagement with her?" He asked. And immediately, Tristan stopped. That was true. He hadn't even asked. Who knows? His reason can be something he can manipulate. "Okay. Why? Why do you want me to stop the mating ceremony and my engagement with Selene?" "It's mainly because of the curse. You have to live." "This doesn't still explain anything reasonable." Tristan was quick to say. "Why because of the curse? What has the finding the solution to the curse got to do with Selene?” "If you want to be set free of the curse, you have to kill Selene a few days after the mating ceremony and bathe in her blood under the full moon. Then, you would be free." Zachary explained. For a moment, Tristan thought it was all a fairytale. Was his uncle serious? Or, was it all a joke? He stared at him for too long for his brain to get the message properly. "Come on uncle." He scoffed. "It is not like we are still in the early 90's. This is the 21st century for goodness sake. Stop that." His scoff soon turned into laughter. But nothing came from his dearest uncle. When he looked deeper at his Uncle, the serious look on his face explained to him that none of what he said was a joke. Instantly, he felt his heart cut. "You are not serious. Or, are you?" Tristan asked, still staring in disbelief. Or better still, it was all just a dream. Tristan Moore was the Alpha of the Crystalline pack. After the death of his parents, the young Alpha was left in the care of his uncle and older pack members. However, young Alpha Tristan has a burden he has been bearing for far too long. His life suddenly turns upside down when he realizes from his Uncle that he is under a curse. Funny enough, Tristan had never been too bothered about the curse because for years, no one could find a cure for it. But right now, things have only gotten worse because the supposed cure to his longtime curse happens to be what will only cause him immense pain and tears. Even if he heard his uncle calling out to him while he walked out, Tristan paid a deaf ear to him. He was finding it hard to digest the news. While walking, he could feel the anger boiling through him. Why did the curse have to ruin everything? He cried deep in his heart. Everything was beginning to crumble just when he had found happiness. "Tris." He heard someone call him. But he paid no attention to whoever it was. "Tris." He heard again, and he could hear the running footsteps of whoever it was, towards him. The moment the person got closer, he stopped at the familiar scent. She was the one all along. "Tris." She called again, and he turned immediately. "What's wrong? You look so different." Selene, his supposed mate said to him, the moment their eyes met. But, he didn't provide a response. He just gave a hard stare at her. "It is your choice to choose. You either kill Selene, whom I believe you love, right after the mating ceremony and bath in her blood. Or, you mate Alicia instead. The daughter of Lycan King Miller. They have the orb which can free you of the curse in their possession." His uncle's words rang into his head again. And his heart burned. What should he do? "Baby, what's wrong?" Selene questioned, caressing his face. He moaned in pleasure as her hands caressed his face. "You're here. Now, everything is solved." He let out. "Young Man, were you pretending all along just to get my hands on you?" Selene asked, feigning annoyance. "Oh, Selene. You should know I want more than that." He smirked. "Don't -" She tried to stop him. Before she could complete her statement, Tristan drew her closer to himself, involving her in a deep kiss. Despite Selene trying to remind him that they were in the hallway and anyone could pass by, Tristan deepened the kiss, rolling his tongue right into her mouth. Selene had to give up as she was also loving every bit of how his hands caressed every part of her body. "Ow!" She yelped as he carried her in his arms unexpectedly. "We're not done yet." They successfully got into her room without any disturbance. And he placed her on the bed, without hesitating in returning the kiss. Selene moaned as his lips moved seductively over hers, coaxing them to open. She felt the urgency in each kiss,like his life depended on it. And slowly, she melted under his sensual spell. He ground her body to his and she gasped at the full extent of his arousal pressing against her. He growled from deep within his throat as he ripped her gown down the middle. She felt her body beginning to tingle. Her limbs melted and her feminine spot between her legs began to throb. She began to ache so badly for his touch. Her breasts spilled from her shredded top and he cupped one in his hand, kneading her mound until she was throbbing with desire. He dragged his mouth from her lips and bent his head over her breast, sucking. He left and lavished her n****e and she drove her fingers into his hair, afraid her legs would give way and she would collapse from the sheer ecstasy she was experiencing. "I don't think I'm patient anymore." He growled. And with that, he set her legs open for him, plunging deeply into her. Selene couldn't hold it anymore as she let out a scream. Each ride drove her off their world. She couldn't help but beg for more of him. Slowly, he brought his lips back to her breasts and sucked as he f****d her hard. "Yes, baby. Moan for me. Yes, that's right." He pleaded.