Chapter2
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CHAPTER TWO I continued to gaze at him with utter horror wondering what my fate would be like as his mate. He, like everyone else, had never treated me like part of the pack and now would have to announce to everyone that I am his fated mate. Will he do it? Well, I would have to tell him the truth before any of that can happen and I will do no such thing. If he came here because of the mate bond and not to kill me, then I would buy myself time by denying all allegations till he leaves. He might obviously figure out that it was a lie but by then, I would have known what to do with the situation. All of this was just too much to take in for now. Just as I was thinking this, Dante cleared his throat and was back to his usual demeanor of arrogance and pride. "Do not speak of this or the consequences will be dire" he spared me a dangerous stare as he said those words and I had to swallow hard, truly terrified. "Yes..L–Lord" I offered a courtesy that he did not pay too much attention to. I could feel relief as I saw him retreat and in seconds, he was out of the cottage. My heart had stopped beating but it was now filled with an odd sadness like I was losing a part of me. The feeling was like the one I got when my mother was murdered by a group of rogues. It's a lonely, hollow feeling. If I was not sure before, I knew then that Dante Malakai was my mate. Before I could plunge myself into further despair, I heard a rushing wind and with it came Dante Malakai running through my wooden door and splitting it in two with barely a scratch on him. I held my breath for a while when he came straight at me, grabbing me in his strong muscled arms and dumping right on my bed. "I don't know what's wrong with me Sabrina but I must have you tonight" he said panting. I could tell he sprinted all the way here from the damage just all around us. He had crashed into every single thing in my house to get to me. The feeling made my heart float. I felt like I could fly right there. I had a mate and he wanted me so badly, he almost ran through a wall to get me in his arms. I regained a little of my consciousness quickly but the mate bond was still drawing his inner wolf to him. I could feel the power of the bond stronger now just staring at his bare chest. A million thoughts were screaming for me to grab on to him, to never let go, to fill him up "I need you so bad" he said in a very hoarse voice as he pounced right on me. His hands were trailing down the full length of my body, spending a little more time at each of my curves and sensitive areas. I really tried to feign fear as much as I could. But it did not seem to bother him that I was scared, it did not bother him that I was an omega, it did not bother him that I could not shift form. Please. The word was at the tip of my tongue but I could not say it. I could not tell him to stop, knowing how much my wolf was enjoying this moment, being touched by him. . "Your body…" he was saying as his fingers continued to play around my n*****s. I was about to lose my mind right there but I held myself fast. with pleasure and be filled by him too but those were not my thoughts. They were the thoughts of a body that did not know who Dante was. "Your body is so…" his voice became slower, more musical and I could feel that my inner wolf was already waltzing to its melody. "So…so…" I had to wonder if the fierce alpha had borrowed from Raven's cunningness. His words were aggravating the wolf inside of me and I think he was doing it on purpose. At this point my chest had also been driven bare by him and the only adornment on my upper body was my necklace. He seemed to have taken his eyes off of that. But when his eyes finally fell on the crescent moon pendant, his face turned ugly. I quickly clenched the object tight in my fist to protect it from the alpha's wrath. I feared he would crush it with his bare hands. "Take it off," Dante snapped. Yes…Lord" I hastily took out the necklace with trembling hands. I was so glad that I was given a chance to save this relic of my mother. Once more without warning, his lips and tongue took over as they ushered themselves into my mouth and made themselves at home. I could not focus on that as soon as I felt a hand yanking my undergarments off. I knew what was coming next would not be as harmless as the kisses. I braced myself for the pain and sure enough, it came. Alongside the stabbing pain was a pleasure that enabled my inner wolf to break through the last barrier I had made for it. I moaned right into his ears and before he could wipe out the look of shock on his face. My hands were all over him, doing things that I did not tell them, making him grunt in response. "You really are my mate?" he asked, astonished. "Yes…Lord" the cat was out of the bag I was his mate and by werewolf law, I would be…. For the first time since my parents passed on, I dared to dream of acceptance and love from a people that I belonged to and a mate that was mine.
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