Cravings

The price of a witch's honour

A witch's honour is sacred and life- binding. A promise made by a witch is bound by the forces, by their unbreakable magic and is blood bound by the sacrifice of blood. Actions not to be undone so as to show words may never be unspoken.

Whether word was from your own mouth or the promise was made on your behalf and involved you doesn't matter and that's exactly why I was in this predicament. My father had made this obligation and did not care that it rests heavily on my shoulders.

It was for that unfair reason that I was facing this man here today.

I growled in frustration as he pinned me against the door, pressing his body into mine and burying his face into my neck before taking a long, needy whiff of my scent. "Why are you doing this, Duncal?!" I balled my hands up into fists, suppressing every moan threatening to flow out of me as the stupid mate bond gnawed at me and lessened my resistance.

"I am still your Alpha, little wolf, do not forget that." His deep, lusty voice was enough to drive me insane, but I didn't give in to my primal urges. "You cannot deny the bond we share, you are mine, Allesia, let me mark you." He pleaded.

"I was not yours when you left me for dead in that forest. I will never accept you as my mate, I am going to reject you." Oh I f*****g hate this bastard, just as much as I hate myself for getting wet for him. I wish I could kill him sooner!

"I made the worst mistake of my life and I am sorry, I should have chosen you in the first place. I will not let you reject me, I am not going anywhere, sweetheart. You are all that I want, all that I am lacking, I won't let you go." He declared in a beastly tone, his hand slipping under my skirt and caressing my inner thigh.

"Just give me one last chance, mate. Two minutes. Just let me touch you for two minutes and if you do not get wet, if you do not feel anything at all for me, then I will never bother you again, deal?"

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For as long as she can remember, Allesia had always been the slave of her pack everyone hated for a reason unknown to her. At eighteen years old, Allesia is banished from her pack by the Alpha, after being wrongfully accused of a crime she did not commit. Battered and weak, Allesia is left for dead in the most dangerous territory a wolf can find herself in and she is saved by the lycan queen just before the demented rogues can tear her apart. For four years, the Lycan queen trains her to become one of the deadliest assassins and fighters in the Underworld and she uses her lethal skills to bring down powerful men, supernatural men, vicious creatures of the night. Now a heartless killer, she is ready to get her revenge on everyone who's ever hurt her, her former pack members being first on the list, but her life turns upside down when her former alpha turns out to be her next target.

Not only is the Alpha who had made her existence miserable for eighteen years of her life back in her life, but he is also claiming that they are mates and demanding a second chance from her. Allesia has sworn off men and has no intention of giving the man she hates most a chance at her heart. But as she forces herself to pretend to fall for him so she can finish her mission, she finds it harder and harder to deny the mate bond each time he touches her like she's never been touched before.