Forbidden Mate

Chapter 10.

There is a saying that "forbidden fruits are delicious but when you get a taste, you end up questioning your decision."

I was living in bliss so I never thought there would be a day when I'll start regretting my decision to jump into this relationship so fast. I started questioning a lot of things and I was having second thoughts regarding what we had.

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I touched the mark he left on me and winced when a shot of spark set my body on fire. It was still tender and sensitive so even a little touch was enough to get me wet.

"Are you ready?" Draven asked, snaking his hands around my waist. He pulled me flush against his body and placed a teasing kiss on the mark. I yelped and pushed him away. When he touched the mark with his wet tongue, it sent a touch akin to an electro touch straight to my cunt. There was no doubt how things would progress if I let him be.

"I think we should go now," I suggested.

"Yeah, let's leave before we end up never attending the dinner," Draven husked, his eyes wandering all over my body, giving a little extra attention to my protruding n*****s.

They are like that because of the cold.

Yeah, right. My wolf snorted.

"Let's go," I let Draven lead me to the big, dining area where the pack always eats together. The moment we entered, all eyes were on me.

It was nerve-wracking, to be honest, and I wasn't prepared to face so many people in such intimate proximity.

Draven must have thought I was nervous because he tried to capture my hands in his big ones but before he could touch them, I clasped my hands together. His face fell, making me feel a pinch of guilt toward him.

It's not that I was afraid, I just wasn't comfortable showing public affection. After all, what we have is not normal and we can't possibly flaunt our relationship around like this without a care in this world.

What is wrong with you? My wolf asked. I was surprised she wasn't angry with me. It might be because she could sense the mixed feelings I had.

I don't know. I feel like everyone is giving us judging looks. I could feel the scorn marring their faces. I told her honestly.

"This way," Draven led me to the head of the table and pulled the seat for me beside him. I sat down, not daring to look at anyone else.

Delaney gave me a warm smile when she met my eyes and I relaxed, albeit only a little. There wasn't anything interesting that happened afterward but that night was the night when I started to have doubts and it strained my and Draven's relationship.

Draven dealt with my mood swings by remaining silent about it but after a while, he cornered me and demanded answers.

"What is going on in your mind, baby doll?" Draven caged me between his arms and there was no place for me to escape.

I had no answer to his question. I don't have an answer for anything that has been going on in my mind lately but I knew one thing - we need some time apart from each other. I need to sort out my thoughts.

"I think we should spend some time apart," I suggested. If he was saddened by my response, he didn't let it show on his face.

"Are you having second thoughts about us?" he asked, his eyes pinning me for answers.

"Yes… No… I mean, we jumped into this relationship without any thoughts, and not even once did we think about the consequences," I said.

"I don't know about you but since the beginning, I knew the consequences of my actions. I didn't make my moves on you on impulse," he commented.

"I didn't either but we need to worry about others' opinions too. I don't want to prance around and show off our relationship when we both know what we're doing is not right," I blurted out in frustration but as soon as the words escaped, I felt horrible. We both knew what our decision would lead to but we still jumped into the pit of fire. Now that I'm facing reality, I wanted to escape.

"You're right. We need some time apart," Draven stepped away, his jaw clenched.

"I-i,"... I didn't get to say anything before he stormed out of the room. I slid against the wall and held my throbbing head in my hand. What I did wasn't fair to Draven. What did I think when I decided to take our relationship to the next level - that I could be happily ever after with a man who is my father?

I never stopped to think that my feelings could bite me in the ass like that. One part of me is unconditionally in love with him but the other part of me is questioning my sanity and my immoral decision to stay with him.

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(Alpha Draven's POV)

Delaney was outside the room when I stormed out.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop," she said, awareness showing on her face. "But when are you planning to tell her the truth?"

"Never," I declared. I don't want her to find out what I have been hiding from her. It might not affect us but it is an entirely different case for Alora. Imagine someone revealing that your whole life was a lie and that your memories are fake, what would you feel like? I don't know how that will affect her. I don't ever want to find out either.

What if her condition worsens to the state I found her in? There were too many what-ifs and I do not want to take the risk.

"Even if you end up losing her as a mate?" Delaney asked, her brows furrowed.

"If we can't pull through this, we could go back to how it was before. I will be a loving father to her once again," I was clear with my decision. She might be confused now but she will sort everything and if, in the end, she wants to go back to how we were before, I will respect her decision. She is safe and sound in my arms, and that's what matters.

"Urgh, how can you be such a fool? She is a grown-up adult, for f**k sake. She can handle the truth," Delaney groaned.

"I don't want any risk," I said. Delaney grumbled under her breath and threw her hands in frustration.

"Fine, have it your way. If she ends up finding it out from anyone else, I'm not going to give you any advice," she huffed. Her worry is unfounded. She can never find out what her past life was like. I don't want her to remember the hell she came from. It took me years to get her to what she has become now.

"She will never find out," I reassured myself, not knowing that the enemy was already making its move and that she would find out about her past in the worst way possible.

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(Unknown Person's POV)

"How long until she is back in my clutch again?" I asked my spy who had infiltrated that bastard's pack. No, that pack is mine. That authority belongs solely to me and I will not fail this time to eliminate that traitor who sits on my throne.

"It won't be long, Alpha. I have started to gain her trust and when I'm sure she will follow me without hesitation, I will bring her to you," the spy replied. This fool is finally getting some work done. It was a wise decision not to get rid of her.

"Good," I shooed her off and summoned my most trusted aide.

"The cage is untouched, right?" I asked him.

"Of course, Alpha. Do you need me to prepare anything?" he asked, bowing down. His submission always pleases me. He never questions, and just follows my orders. That's what made him my most trusted one. With him, I don't fear betrayal.

"No, the cage is enough," I told him.

"Can I ask what made you so happy?" he asked, surprising me. Because he was my loyal one, I told him the reason for my happiness, "The dog is coming back to its owner and it should be punished."

"Prepare everything to refresh her memory. I fear she has forgotten all the precious moments she has spent in that cage," he bowed down and left to prepare, leaving me all alone.

"Finally, you're coming back to where you belong, my dear daughter."

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Author's note.

When I was writing the draft (calling it draft doesn't do it justice. It was a detailed plan of what I would write in each chapter) for each chap and when I was writing for this one, I intended to capture what a human would feel in her situation and I came up with this. Imagine you're doing something forbidden, something that is not right, there are two types of human reactions. There are those, like Alora, who feel guilty and regret their decisions, while there are those who are guilty when they do it but after that, they become numb to the forbidden things. Both reactions are interesting, in my opinion, and I wanted to write about both. So, in the end, I decided that I would capture the guilt in this one, and in Mors, I will use the other one. For two whole years, I have waited for this moment and I can't wait to capture other emotions in Mors.

Moving on, I have started a new book. It's called "A burning impulse". This story is about a divorced woman, who drunkenly asks her ex-husband's older brothers to fill her with their c@cks and their story starts from there. You won't get even a single update until the book is finished, but when it's done, I'll upload it on p*****n. I wanted to sign it with dreame but I know that costs a lot ? so... The book will be uploaded once it's finished, meaning you can read the whole book at once (no need to wait for updates) and it will only be a one-time purchase, which works in your favor.

Another big piece of news is that I'm planning to make my book "His Queen" into a comic series. You'll probably have to wait for it for a while though. I need to collect lots of money to hire an artist (RIP my bank balance, that is 00?). Should I just open an onlyfans account? I'm confident I could squeeze some cash from there ?. Anyway, let me just take my depressed self out of here and send memes to annoy some of my readers (there is only one of you who receives all the memes though ?). I would appreciate it if you would annoy me all the time. My social life is none at this point and I need some human contact desperately. Thanks in advance *to those who would actually reach out*

I'm going fr now.

Take care and take advantage of this cold weather to get some. *crying in the corner with LDR*

~your hoe writer~