Twisted
1029 Words
Carmilla pov,
My whole body was filled with all kinds of emotions, from shock to fear and then realization.
"Ahhh….." clutching onto the figure who had its hot lips latched to my screamed out as his fangs sank into my flesh. As soon as the pain came my whole body was filled with immense pleasure, I could feel my heart beating normally again and my wolf yelping out in joy.
Removing his fangs from my flesh, he used his tongue to lick around the area, this had me shuddering in pleasure.
"MINE!!!" He growled into my ears.
Clutching tightly to his clothes I tried to stabilize my limp legs, as if sensing my vulnerability he wrapped his hands around my waist and hugged me closely to his chest.
Am I dreaming?
Pulling myself away from his embrace, I stared at his face unblinkingly.
I had seen all sorts of handsome boys and men, but standing in front of this demi-god I was lost for words, his nose was not too long or short, just the right proportion as if it were measured with a ruler, I don't know if there is even something like that.
His eyes, those eyes were____,
I don't know how to put it, they were dark like a deep well, but as I stared at them, I felt lost, I had the urge to look away but those eyes kept drawing me in.
Blinking my eyes repeatedly I looked away from his eyes to his lips.
"Holy moly!!!" My wolf who had been quiet after the rejection, exclaimed,
Swallowing hard, I couldn't help imagining all sorts of things, for instance, his lips on mine or somewhere else.
Shaking my head quickly, I discard the thought.
"????????????" I watched as his sexy lips moved as if saying something, then stopped before lifting in a half smile.
"Snap out of it dummy!!! He's asking you something." My wolf screamed into my head.
"Huh?" Looking away from his lips, I stared at his eyes which were filled with amusement.
"So what's my score?" He asked while he pushed the little strand of hair on my face away.
Hearing his question, my cheeks turned hot, and I had to look away so he wouldn't see me blushing.
And it was then I caught sight of the devil who had just rejected me. From the look face, it was easy to tell that he was angry.
As if sensing my eyes on him, he locked him in mine, and there I sense it again, his hatred towards me.
Clenching my fingers into a fist I tried hard not to be affected by his look.
"You okay?" Grabbing onto my clenched fist the person in front of me asked, his voice laced with worry.
"I'm okay," looking away from Alexander, I answered.
Releasing I was still glued to his body I immediately took a few steps back, my head now clear and I could finally process all that had happened.
Glancing at my surroundings, everybody's eyes were glued on us, their faces mirroring all their thoughts.
I could feel the shock and confusion that they felt.
"What next now?" I asked myself, not knowing what to do. A few moments ago I was hiding in the darkness and observing the coronation ceremony in which I was asked by my dad to represent him. From staying hidden I found my mate, who was disgusted with me at first glance, rejected and humiliated by him.
Filled with pain with no idea what to do, I let the gammas he had ordered grab me to throw me out of his sight and his pack land, but instead of being thrown out, here I am, marked by another wolf with no clue what to do next.
"Will you be my Luna?" As if reading my thoughts, my new mate whose name I don't even know, asked.
"Uhmm," as if possessed by something I instantly nodded my head in agreement.
His lips rose into a full smile immediately after he heard my answer, this had me smiling also.
" I am mated, I am finally mated," I shouted in my head, my smile not fading a bit.
I wonder what Dad's reaction would be. He'll surely be happy.
He had always talked about how he wanted me to find my mate, someone who would protect me the way he did,
"Protect me," the words rang inside my head and I raised my head to look at the man standing in front of me, my lips pursed together.
"What's wrong?" Looking down at me he inquired.
As if controlled by some kind of remote I asked the question that was lingering in my mind.
"Why did you mark me? What about your chosen mate? And who are you?" I poured it all out.
"One question at a time sweetie," he said, pushing my hair behind my ear.
"Sorry," I said quickly,
"The reason why marked you is because you're my mate," tracing his finger on my neck where he had earlier bitten, he answered.
"Huh?" I stared at him confused, I was just rejected by my mate, how is he now my mate?
"How's that possible? my mate is Alexander Gold," I voice out my thoughts.
"That I don't know, but one thing I'm sure of is that you are my mate, YOU ARE MINE," he said, adding more weight to the last part of his sentence.
"Alpha Roland Millian," a voice boomed interrupting our little chat.
Turning to the owner of the voice I saw Alexander marching from the crowd toward us,
"I didn't know you liked collecting waste," he laughed while coming to stand in front of us.
Waste? Collecting waste?
"I'm I the one he just called a waste?" Rage, anger, and something which I couldn't pinpoint engulfed me,
Taking slow steps toward the smiling Alexander, I inquired,
"Am I the one you just called a waste or are my ears having issues?"
"Who else other than you was dumped here today?" He sneered,
Giving in to my rage I lifted my legs and the next second, I hit him hard on his groin.
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