Chapter Thirty-One

*********AUTHORS NOTE: Trigger Warning Forced Sexual Interactions***************


"What do you mean? Exactly what powers are you using on me to make my body react like this? I get how chemical attraction happens, but this is completely different. I'm not in anyway attracted to you."

"You're much smarter than I gave you credit for it seems, darling. This is one of my many powers. I am releasing a couple different types of pheromones that cause the body to react in the way it is attracted to someone and creating a sense in the brain to make them crave that person and bend to their every whim. With the second pheromone I release, I am creating an atmosphere in your brain that will make the body react to my every word." He leans back against the couch and manuevers his hands behind his head. "For example, come straddle me."

"I will do no such thing." I scoffed at him.

"Oh, but you will darling." He looks me straight in the eye, his smile slowly disappearing. "Come, come straddle my lap, my darling." He says more forcefully this time. Without being able to stop myself, my legs release themselves from the chair and I stand up. My body is functioning to his command. I can't move or fight it. *'Mark, where the fuck are you at?! I need your help. Mark, he's going to make me cheat on him. No. No. No'*

"NO!" I screamed out at the top of my lungs. My body stopped moving on it's own, and I fell to the ground. My knees hit my stomach with such force when I fell, the wind felt like it was knocked out of me. Gasping for air, I looked up to see Raymond standing above me. A look of pure disgust and anger written all over his face, he snarls and bares his teeth at me once more.

"I keep underestimating your ability, darling. This will not happen again. You will be mine. I will have the most powerful sorceress by my side, one way or another." He grabs my by my throat, pulling me up off the ground. His grip tightened just slightly around my neck, I smiled at him. "And what are you smiling at darling? You're on the losing side of this battle. You and all your little friends and family will die. If not by my hands, then by another. So, I'm going to set you down right here," he sets me on his lap in a straddling position, releasing my throat and locking his arms behind my back, "so we can finish our conversation. Maybe, oh I don't know, make out a little while your body goes into shock and you fully become mine. Don't you worry your pretty little head about that little mark on your skin. That will be reduced to nothing when my mark takes over. For all you know, Mark could be dead and I could be giving you a release from having to mourn his death." I felt Raymond's hands traveling up underneath my shirt. His hands landed on my hips, pushing my waist down to where I could feel his erection through my work out clothes. His smile held devilish ideas within it.

His smile creeped me out. The thought of being marked by another made me physically sick. I knew Mark wasn't dead. I couldn't distinguish how I knew it, but I did and I knew he was coming for me. Then it hit me. I knew what I had to do. Mark was somewhere he couldn't hear me calling for him, but there is another way I could get his attention.

"Fine. We'll see how long you last for."

"Don't you mean how long *you* will last, darling?"

"No, I meant how long you will last. You see, one thing you don't know about me is I can be very persuasive and seductive, when I want to be." I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling my body closer to him. His body stiffened just briefly, before he relaxed enough to grind his erection against my throbbing vagina. *'Those damn pheromones!'*

He leans forward, sniffing the air around me. I shiver knowing he smells my body reacting to his touch through his pheromone power. He knips the bottom of my ear. "I can smell you, darling. And you smell divine." One fang trails from my ear down to my collar bone, barely breaking skin. He reaches the seams on my shirt, giving it just a slight pull, making my shirt tear in half and revealing my sports bra.

"Such a lovely color, red. Like the color of blood, which will be running from your veins if you so much as try to trick me again." He grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back roughly. I cringe from the pain, keeping my mouth closed from letting any noise out. "You really believe Mark will come for you? How stupid can you be? He's nowhere near this house. You. Are. Mine. Morgan." He opens his mouth, revealing his fangs. He leans his head back, preparing to sink his fangs into my neck. My eyes widen with fear.

"No! You can't do this! NO!" I screamed. Suddenly, I'm thrown to the ground, Raymond howling in pain, his whole body engulfed in flames. I struggle to my feet, watching the flames break his body down.

"You think some petty flames will stop me?! You're more delusional than I thought." He dispersed the flames, his body covered in burns, his clothes obliterated.

"If her flames won't kill you, then I will." A loud voice echoed through the room. A force rushed past me, knocking Raymond onto his back. Howling in pain, he jumps to his feet. Mark shows up in front of him in a blink of an eye, grabs him by his throat and bares his teeth. "Do you know the penalty of touching MY LUNA?! It's death. Which is what you'll receive. We're not done fighting yet. You are the first of many to die by my hand in this war."

Raymond begins laughing menacingly. "You think you're going to win this? There are far worse than me out there. I'm the first wave of hybrids that are coming for you. You will eventually succumb to the Council. Join us, become more powerful or die."

"I'd rather die. I'll see you in hell." With those words, Mark ripped Raymond's throat out and dropped his body. Raymonds eyes landed on me, blood rushing from his throat, the smile never leaving his face. Raymonds body went limp, his eyes still on me. I couldn't move or look away.

"What the fuck were you thinking?! You allowed him to touch you?! You allowed him to put his hands on you?! Does that mark mean absolutely nothing to you?! WHY AREN'T YOU SPEAKING MORGAN?" Marks alpha voice boomed throughout the entire room. I managed to look in his direction, he was fuming. Tears filled my eyes. I rushed over to him, jumping into his arms, grabbing and kissing his face before fully wrapping him into a tight embrace. The adrenaline rushing through my body has dissipitated, the fear now encompassing my very being.

"I was so scared! I didn't know what else to do. The mind link wasn't working. You weren't hearing my thoughs or anything! What else was I supposed to do?! He had this power that released pheromones. My brain was foggy and I couldn't control my body! I played along till you got here! What took you so long?!" I buried my face into his shoulder, tears pooling out of my eyes.

Mark stood there, shocked, for what seemed like hours. "You purposefully didn't let him touch you?" He whispered, pulling me away from him and setting me on the chair.

"No. Why would I? Mark, I love you. I was trying to keep myself alive. I-"

"Morgan, I saw everything. I felt something was wrong, and rushed over here. What I saw and what I heard angers me. I- I can't be near you right now." He released his grip on me. He turned away from me and began walking towards the door.

"Mark, what do you mean? I didn't think you heard me, I heard no response from you. I waited, and waited, and tried making my way out of here to get to you." I stood up from the chair. Mark stopped walking and turned to face me. His eyes were glowing, I knew he was angry, but that wasn't about to stop me. " My life could have ended here. He was close to killing me at one point before what you saw happened. I couldn't use my powers, I was weak. I had drained myself from training and moving the furniture around. I knew one way, other than the mind link for you to feel me, and that was by another man touching me. You think I wanted him touching me? Do you know how physically sick that made me? I was trying to do everything to get you here. And look, you came."

"Would you have slept with him?"

"Fuck to the no." I stated matter-of-factly.

"Good."

"Wait, why?"

Before I knew it, my clothes were stripped and we were in our room on the bed, a very naked Mark hovering over me. "Because, you're mine."