The Claiming : His Mate

#4 Facing the Demon

"I do not know how you are going to handle all by yourself, the Claiming? You have no sense of time, nor any responsibility. You are so slack. No sense of gratification too." Martha kept ongoing when I showed up late. But I put on a deaf ear and did what I do best. Look down at my shoes. At least today, they were heels, not a pair of old sneakers. 

After a long speech, I could finally let Martha go of my shoes. I let out a long sigh and wore the mask designed for the people who were going to serve. It was a kind of relief for a change. No one could recognize me, and hence, they were nice to me. Some even thanked me for a change! I guess I should wear a mask every day! The place was full of life, hustle, and bustle. 

But suddenly, everything came to a standstill. Everyone was murmuring, and most of the crowd left towards the entrance. I mean, they were not even half this interested when Ryker entered. But did I care? No. I was somehow over about waiting for Rafael, and so there was nothing that was going to excite me anymore. 

As I tried to push through the crowd to refill my jar, I saw girls swarming over a tall figure. He was one head tall to most of the girls. Hence, despite the crowd, I could clearly see his face. It was Rafel! Rafael Black. The alpha of Blackmoon Pack. 

It froze me to the place I was standing. Rafael looked marvelous. Better than the magazines and photos flooding on the internet. He was bewitching. He had beautiful dark, black, deep eyes, and I wanted to drown in them. His ruffled, raven black hair suited his slightly tanned skin. The black shirt fitted like a next skin to him, roughly showing his chiseled torso and spectacular built. He was extraordinary. Ravishing. 

I could not help but wonder how it would feel when his long fingers touched my bare skin. I was scanning him out shamelessly and gulped down a chunk of saliva. I could feel a thousand things in my heart, and my hormones were acting crazy. If not in his eyes, I was certainly going to die in the pool of my erratic hormones. I could not help but feel a twitch between my legs that went up to my stomach and unsettled my heart. Just to stand still, I clenched the hem of my skirt and kept looking at the most extravagant site in front of him. 

I was not alone. Rafael's gorgeous persona charmed everyone, praying and needing him. But it was for the first time, I had those urges for someone. And I knew I could never have him. That was the closest I can ever get to him. So, I just let the world die and admired the demigod while basking in his charm. I felt aroused. I felt tingly, and I felt the heat coming back. 

And not long after that, I could feel my juices between my thighs. 

My secretions would not have even managed to wet my underwear when I could feel the entire crowd looking at me as if I was something impossible. And among them, I could see Rafael's eyes fixated on me. 

****

Third Person P.O.V

It filled the entire room with the most exquisite scent. A virgin's arousal. How was this even possible? The male wolves were eager to know who it was. Everyone wanted to be the one to claim the virgin. 

Rafael's eyes darkened with lust. This claiming, he needed to claim the virgin. It's been quite a long time being someone's first for him. But this would not be his first time being around an aroused virgin. So why was he feeling so impatient and attracted to her? The pull was so strong that he could hardly breathe without touching her. He needed this woman. He will start a war if he needed to, but she was going to be only his. 

Elsa cursed herself. How could she get wet in a room full of unmated hungry wolves? This time she might not escape her fate. It looked as if it was sealed. One of them was going to claim her, right then and there itself, if she does not make a quick escape. She broke her eye contact with Rafael and made a run.

So many of them wanted to pursue them, but no one had the guts when they saw Rafael making a run behind the mysterious woman behind the mask.

But she was fast, extremely fast. Rafael wondered if she was a fighter. Good for him. He will have fun later. He had a thing for strong women who could stand for themselves. He absolutely hated damsel in distress. The way she was making a run and has protected herself all these while was enough to make him want her more and more.

But like magic, she disappeared into the thick woods. Her clothes and accessories were scattered everywhere. They were oozing with her heavenly scent. It tempted Rafael to make a stop and treasure them. But he certainly was running behind time. He quickly shifted to his humongous wolf Jerah and started following the scent.

As soon as he shifted, Jerah could smell the essence from before. It was faint, but it was the most refreshing one he had ever smelled. He let out a groan. Jerah was sure it was the same wolf whose scent he had picked up that day. He was euphoric. He lets out another growl in ecstasy while following the faint smell that he could not quite establish as to what. 

On the other side, Ayla was running as fast as she could, with no care for the branches and twitches she was breaking. She had not gone long inside the wood when she picked up the powerful essence from weeks before. She was even more alert. What if it was a rogue? What if it was one wolf from the party who wants to claim her? She was not sure if she was ready for a fight, but she was definitely going to put one if that's what it comes to at the end. 

"Crack..." 

A bullet passed by Ayla. It terrified Elsa. They were already deep inside the woods, and a powerful wolf was behind her. For all she knew, there could be more, and she was getting certain that they were under the attack of rogues. She wanted to make a run back to the pack and inform them about it, but she was too far, and they were probably already inside. Ayla tried to use the mind link. But she did not know how to do that. 

The pack members never really used that with Elsa. She had no one to mind link either. 

"Crack.." Another bullet came from the front. They were certainly getting closer to her. She has no other option but to fight. Ayla let out a loud growl while Elsa cried for help. 

A strong brown wolf jumped on Ayla. But she was good. She did not waste a second and made a jump higher than it, biting the brown wolf's neck. And just like that, he was dead. 

Three more wolves surrounded her from three sides. They were rogues. One of them made a move on Ayla, but she hissed at it ferociously, showing off his bloodied teeth. Her silver eyes were shining brightly under the moonlight like the moon goddess herself. Her white fur was bloodied near the mouth. But other than that, she looked like a diva. Strong and powerful. The other wolf winced a bit, seeing the incredible beast in front of him, and took a step back.

The other two wolves seemed irritated by that and attacked together. Ayla was fast enough to dodge them. But that's when another sound of a gunshot followed. This time the bullet hit Ayla, and she groaned in pain. The bullet was made of silver and covered with wolfsbane. As the silver started mixing with her blood, Ayla twitched in pain. The other two wolves grinned. The third one now recovered, too, joined them. Ayla wanted to fight, but she was too weak. 

They never thought they would die like that, a virgin and unwanted. Elsa's entire miserable life flashed before her, and she cried in pain. But no one was near her to hear them. She shifted back to her human self when she could not take the pain anymore. Her human body will have a better ability to deal with the coated silver bullet than her wolf. 

She laid there naked, submitting to fate. Either she was going to die or was going to get kidnapped by these wolves. Either way, it was the end of her dreams. Tears escaped her eyes as she laid there withering in pain. 

The three wolves and the man, probably in his human form firing all this time, moved towards her. She could barely hear the man asking the wolves to carry her outside the borders and to make sure she was not dead. It relieved her that at least she would not die. 

But she did not want to be a rogue either. Everything started getting dizzy. She faintly pleaded with them to leave her alone, but the man chuckled as if it was all a joke. The wolves looked at her as if she was food. Just before passing, she saw another humongous midnight black wolf jumping at the three wolves and crushing the neck of one of them while ripping out the heart of another with his claws. The third wolf seemed to be hurt somehow.

The man took his gun. Jerah, the black wolf, was fast enough to rip it off from his hand. But before he could kill him, Elsa made a faint murmur, pleading to save her life. That was enough to distract Jerah and give an opening to the third wolf and the man. The man jumped on the wolf, and they made a run to escape out of the territory. 

Jerah did not want to pursue the rogues. All he wanted was to protect the timid, unconscious girl in front of him. Rafael, on the other side, was forcing his way out. He, too, wanted to make sure the petite figure was safe. Jerah happily gave Rafel back the control, who picked up the wounded Elsa and tried to carry her, making sure he or nothing touched the wound and make it worse.  

Not long after, other wolves found them. Among them were Ryker and Jander. They immediately arranged for Elsa to get admitted to the pack hospital. The apprehension and dejection on the faces of the Redmoon members when they found that the hurt girl was Elsa did not go unnoticed by Rafael. He decided to find more about it once it's time. 

Fighters secured the border. No matter what, the claiming was too important for them to cancel. No one wanted to wait for another year.

 Lyriana stepped up to stay with Elsa in the hospital when she saw that no one from the Redmoon pack was interested to be with Elsa. Even the doctor was not so keen to help her out. He heeded Elsa's wounds out of respect towards Ryker and Rafael. Neither Rafael, neither the beta couple could understand the ill-treatment towards Elsa, but Rafael felt the need to find out more later.

The doctor informed that luckily the bullet had just touched the skin and could not do any actual damage to her. He also added that just because it was the first time she was getting in contact with silver and wolfsbane, her wolf and body had put up a lot of strength to fight it back. One thing, even he could not explain was the speed at which Elsa was recovering after the scraps of silver and wolfsbane were cleaned from her wound. It seemed like she would stand on her two feet the next day with hardly any scar by the next day. Rafael, Jander, and Lyriana found it extremely weird and decided to find the truth behind this mystery girl whose name they have discovered to be Elsa Silver. 

The next morning, Elsa was already awake and walking, surprising everyone who was not from the Redmoon pack. The Redmoon pack members were more hostile, and the hatred in their eyes was evident. However, no one said anything. No one wanted to enter the pack maters. For all they know, Elsa could be crazy or criminal for her pack members to hate her and not care for her at all. 

But this was not settling for Rafael, who was by now smitten by the mystery surrounding her. He also could not deny the fact that the wolf with the most exclusive scent and the virgin was not different, but Elsa herself. He wanted to claim her, find about her. But she was like leagues apart. To his disappointment, she was up and well, but not taking part in the claiming.

He had one day before the claiming to change things. He let out his devilish smirk. Something terrible was cooking in his mind, and without care for the world, he set out to achieve his goal, Elsa.

"Elsa silver, Here I come to Claim you." Rafael thought to himself. He grinned, letting out a cunning yet charming smile that made all the women go on knees, who were swooning over him then.