Chapter 150

King Josh POV

I was irritated beyond reason. My beta was nowhere to be found, my mate who was so obviously holding up in the sector I grew up in, the one that had closed its border was out of my reach, and my newly appointed gamma was down my ear constantly telling me I should have killed my queen when I had the opportunity to.

"I'm just saying, non of this would be happening if it wasn't for that girl." He stated as he sipped a mug of coffee while looking over the office we were currently in. "You are loosing touch with your emotions, your grace, everything about you is becoming irrational."

"I should have sawed both of her legs off, so she couldn’t run away from me, I should have handcuffed her to my very being. Killing her would have killed me, what I should have done is forced her to accept the bond. I should have killed her stupid mom in front of her, keeping her alive if she accepted me and bit her neck as a thank you gift for sparing her parents meaningless life. There is a lot of things I should have fucking done, I was weak, and far too soft on her." I snapped causing fist to slam down on the desk in front of me, splitting it into two. “What of Oliver?”

“There’s still been no word on him. We’ve tried the mind link multiple times, at this point it’s safe to assume that he’s either, dead, locked up or been swayed by the rebellion.” Warren was absolutely fucking useless. I was at a stalemate, by my own Luna. Much to my annoyance my body one again betrayed me at the mere thought of her. My dick sprung to life in side my pants and my fists clenched tighter.

“Get out!” I was finished with meaningless conversations, I was getting weaker without my Luna, my anger rising every second she was gone, and it was made worse by the fact that I knew where she was. I knew what sector she was in right this very moment, but I was powerless to get her. My men were on their way, and when they got here we would devise a plan of action.

I won’t be backed into a corner by my mate. No, she was meant to be underneath me, she was meant to obey me, my Luna! How unlucky was I to have been gifted a human as my mate. Still, she was very beautiful, even with her body full of bruises and scars, although I loved seeing them on her. The permanent marks I had made on her delicate skin, even the bruises that had formed from my hands alone gave me a thrill.

Every time I would hit her, or lash out at her sent lustful adrenaline to rush through me, even more so when she got back up, when she looked me in the eyes daring me to break her. Nothing but a bet swimming in her determined orbs. A bet to see who would come out on top. One that said I would never shatter her completely.

It was a bet that I had accepted, one I was determined to fucking win, and goddess did I come close.

My cock became larger in my pants when the vision of her begging me to kill her shot through my mind like lightening, sparking all of my urges ten fold.

I growled loudly, before unbuckling my pants and pulling out my erect and throbbing member.

“Fucking bitch!” I stated as I fisted myself, my eyes closed as I thought about everything we ever did. Every single intimate interaction. One stood out among the rest for me though, and that was the time I tried to prioritise her pleasure.

Everything about that night was addictive. Her sexy and erotic red lingerie, making me absolutely love the color on her. The way she ran away, enticing a thrilling chance of capturing my prey, how she squirmed in the restraints I had placed her in, opening her up to me effortlessly, so that she was ready and waiting.

My hands speed quickened as I thought about it. Every cry of pain, every grunt of determination, every slur of rejection that fell from her lips, as I took what I wanted, without question or consent.

My legs shook slightly as I continued to pleasure myself, she was mine, wholeheartedly mine, whether she admitted it or not, and she always would be, she could run to the far ends of the word and still, she would be tethered to me. I leaned on the desk in front of me, finding an erratic rhythm in my gestures as I wanked over the memories of her.

Finally, I let myself go, spraying my semen all over the office I was in and down my hand.

I looked at the white substance and growled in anger again, it should have lay inside my mate, and yet there it was glistening on my hand, taunting me about not having my goddess given mate with me.

Still I did take satisfaction knowing that I had made a lasting impression, she would always be reminded of me, in everything she did. I had managed to do far too much to her without it having a lingering effect.

I imagine that every time she closed her eyes she saw me, in all my glory. Those last few days I was with her, we’re simply amazing. The pure look of fear that shot through her eyes every time I spoke would forever be engraved in my mind.

I sighed, shaking my now flaccid dick before tucking it back into my pants, before grabbing a handful of paperwork and walking out, leaving my mess for this packs stupid alpha to find and returning to the main pack house.

Warren spoke to one of the she-wolves as she batted her eyelashes at him, and I smiled smugly knowing exactly what he would be doing with her later. Warren was a good choice for Gamma, he was similar to me, and had the same notion on humans as I did.

Lewis never agreed with me, and Oliver was too loyal to speak against me even though I knew he didn’t like my actions. In fact the only time he had ever really stood up to me was when I took things too far with Dylan. He loved me, I was his owner, and knew he would do anything for me. If I asked him to take a silver bullet for me he would without question.

It actually started when me and my dad killed his parents. You see we had found out that they were in fact being friendly with a group of hunters, it was disgusting and against our nature, friends, can you imagine? Befriending people who were set out to destroy our kind. No the hunters had to die and so did those traitors. It was my first kill, I was 12 years old.

Of course, we were planning to kill Oliver too, that was the intention until we saw him using the ancient ability called ‘the sight’. Only a handful of wolves possessed it, and Lewis was another one. It allowed a wolf to see miles in front of them, by using the roots of a tree or the grass on the ground. If a wolf could use it, then that meant it had been gifted by the goddess Luna herself.

We couldn’t kill him, but we could get the boy on our side. My dad made some bullshit story up about how the hunters killed his parents and that we would get revenge on them, and he bought it. Even more so when we took him into our pack. He was always beneath us, he knew it too, but we treated him fairly and gave him a family. How could he not be loyal.

“What exactly do you plan on doing about the rebellion Your grace?” The alpha of the district spoke to me as I sat waiting for food to come out.

“My mate can fester for a while. The border has been closed which means no one else can enter and join their pathetic ranks, and it keep her locked in one place. We will wait for my forces to arrive and draw up plans of attack. They don’t stand a chance.” I chuckled looking over some of the forms needed to invoke the change in education. “My mate will come running into me with welcome arms, and I will place my mark on her… there and…” I however, didn’t have the chance to finish my sentence as a pain unlike anything I had ever felt before erupted in my chest. I cried out clutching at my top and slamming my fist hard on the table.

“Your grace?!” The alpha was quick to stand up and began barking orders to one of his lowly pack members. “Get the packs finest doctor, now!” I rolled my eyes and frowned, the pain didn’t at all subside for at least an hour, my heart contracting as I realized exactly why I was feeling this.

My mate… My goddess given Queen Luna was fucking someone else… some stupid guy she had met while actively rejecting me!

How in goddess’s name did she of all people even manage to entice someone like that? I had broken her! I watched her cower in fear before me, terrified of what I would do next both physically and sexually. I watched her fight me at every turn and now that slag was willingly opening her legs to anyone that gave her the time of day!

Maybe she was being forced by someone else? It might not have been her choice to be doing things at all. I of course would have whoever was fucking her, hung drawn and quartered as publicly as possible, but it would be a lie if I said that I didn’t like the idea of her suffering. That girl deserved everything she ever got.

I let out a huge growl one that shook the core of every Lycan and every human that resided in this district. My anger blazed as I continued to feel the pain for at least an hour. Whoever was screwing her had stamina, and she was a fucking good lay.

“You… get your pack ready for the fight of their lives, we’re going to war very soon indeed.” I smiled viciously. “I want cameras and news crews on the fucking battle field, filming my victory. Once that stupid rebellion has been squashed, I’ll mark my mate and drag her back with me. No one, ever makes a show of me.” I forcefully shifted yet again at her actions and ran for hours through the night. The pain disappeared and with it a gleeful smile played on my lips. Maybe she had been raped.

That afternoon the agony hit me again, and didn’t subside for a even a second. Two full days I was bed bound because my mate didn’t know how to close her fucking legs.

Then it struck me… there was only one person I knew of that would even have had a chance to do something with her. One person who she liked enough to allow things to happen. That fucking traitor was now taking my mate as his?! Ha, I’ll consider it pay back for screwing his mate before I killed her.

It was the only explanation I could think of. I knew my Luna liked him. They had a connection, at first I just assumed it was the Luna bond, but no, he had chosen a new mate… it was clear as day… my Luna had been claimed by someone else, and she accepted it.

Why the fuck wasn’t I good enough for her?!

Id show her… she will regret ever rejecting me!