Chapter 2 A Passionate Night.
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ALLISON’S POV.
Saying those words to my father did not end well for me at all. Two hot slaps to my face, plenty kicks to my stomach and not to talk of the ridicule and embarrassment he put me through.
I downed the third bottle, the tears that were threatening to spill burning at the back of my throat. My chest was physically hurting and also internally hurting. In one night, the night I had thought everything would change, everything has gone from changing to a more wrecking disaster.
After my father got his fill with me, he made me bless the union of my sister and my boyfriend, the words I hated myself so bad for saying ringing in my head, making me clench the bottle in my hand harder.
"I, Allison Stark, bless the union of both of you, and wish you a happy life."
Why? Why was the moon goddess cruel to me? Why was the world entirely cruel to me? I blinked at the same time I sniffed, the tears getting their way out as another batch rose in my lids.
My father’s words rang in my head, the situation I had tried so hard to avoid finally in my front.
"Tomorrow you’ll partake in the Wolf’s king bridal ceremony. I have no freaking use for a curse like you. All you do is take more and more out of us and you give us nothing in return!"
The wolf’s king’s bridal ceremony was an event hosted for the most cruel wolf in the world. The alpha of all alphas, king of the entire wolf community and it was always a bloody ceremony. The ceremony was just for him picking his new sleep-buddies, women, degraded to nothing but that.
I massaged my throat where my father’s fingerprint lied, "and if you dare.." he had said, "if you dare try to do anything funny, I will kill you, Allison, you’ve never been my daughter and I have never cared for you, I won’t start caring now." He spat before they all turned to leave.
I remembered watching Merlin intertwine his hands with Arya, asking her if she’s okay, kissing her cheeks the same way he used to kiss mine. The memory was all too hot, too painful. He was the one thing I thought I had in this world, in this cruel cruel wolf world. And he was gone.
Just like that. He was gone. And I was alone. Again.
"Hmm…" I sobbed quietly, drinking more and more of the alcohol.
I had no idea if it was the rush from downing the alcohol or something else but my stomach churned almost immediately, my bum leaving the chair as I rushed to the toilet, spilling my guts into the sink.
A strong scent wafted into my nose the same time a strong hand touched my back. Everything in my body became heightened, my wolf whining in my head. I looked up to the mirror to see a set of golden orbs looking straight back at me, his gaze deep with s****l desire.
"You…
"Mate!" My wolf rang in my head.
I stared at him through the mirror, unable to take my eyes off him. His hair was neat, a part of it falling to his face to cover one of his eyes. His jaw was tense and strong, his lips pursed and tightly closed. His aura was suffocating, strong and filled with something we both needed.
I gulped down, ignoring every alarm bell ringing in my head as I turned to look at him. His hand that was resting on my back slipped but I could still feel his print there.
"Who are..
He didn’t allow me to finish as he crashed his lips on mine, biting hard on my lower lip and gaining entrance to my mouth. It must be the mate bond because every part of my body went on fire the minute his tongue locked with mine, kissing him back fiercely. His scent was stronger, filling me in, urging my desires more and more.
He lifted me up with just a scoop and I swear when he opened the toilet door the bar was already very quiet. His hand roamed around my body, touching every part of me and arousing every hair on my skin.
He dropped me to the bed, how we got there I had no idea. I was hot, horny and wild. I had no idea who this man was, the only thing calming me down was that he was my mate and he desired me as much as I also desired him at the moment.
The minute his trouser went down and he climbed back to the bed, "what’s your name?" His deep voice hushed around my ear, his tongue taking a swipe around my ear that made my back arch.
"Please.." I pleaded, wanting to feel every muscle inside of me.
"Tell me your name and I’ll continue this. You belong to me now. I want you. Tell me..
"Allison." I cut him off, finding my way down to his member as I shoved it right inside of me.
"You’re mine now."
Those were the last words we said to each other as his teeth sank down to my neck, and the night went down in insatiable rage and desire for each other.
***
I was the first to wake up the next morning, my eyes opening to an extremely dark room. I stood up and made my way to the bathroom, hoping to relieve myself when I saw it, the mark on my neck, the one I could see right in the mirror staring at me.
My heart dropped down to my stomach, my body tensing instantly. Fear crawled down my spine as I immediately started scratching the part, "no..no…no…this can’t be.." I muttered to myself, panic lacing every action of mine.
I knew this mark too well. I have read and read on it. It was the mark only wolf king could give. A bite that was different from the rest, showing that their Luna and mate is different from the rest.
"No..no.."
I don’t want a life with a wolf king. To be subjected to such torture, such life where I would be nothing but a mere slave and a mere Luna.
I rushed out, finding my clothes hastily as I wore them.
"I need to leave. I need to leave. I need to run. I need to leave. I need to get out. I…" I kept muttering the words to myself, trying to quickly figure everything out.
I was on my way out the door when I saw a black wallet on the night stand. My hand grabbed it, opened it and my eyes widened at the wads of cash laying there.
"I..Allison..reject whatever your name is. I can’t be your luna. And I’m very sorry."
I was going to leave here, I was going to run from the wolf world and start another for myself.
I approached him carefully, counting my steps not to wake him up. My wolf whined sadly as I leaned and pecked his forehead, gulping down painfully.
"I just can’t.." I muttered.
I counted my steps out of the room, evading quietly. I didn’t look back until I got to the pack border where I took a long last look at the place where I had grown up to hate.
One day. One day when I’m better, I’ll come back and burn everyone who did me wrong to the ground.
- Writer
