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His wolf did not appear to be happy.

I told Alexander, "Ryan's an asshole", and he responded by grinning like a wolf.
I wish I could see your face at this very moment. The wolf approached me and gave me a snout nudge. The next time he licked my cheek, I laughed. It was disgusting, but I accepted it since he was happy. I immediately understood the wolf's meaning as he gestured with his head toward the woodland.
He desired to go running. She prodded me to shift, and my wolf was delighted to oblige. I searched for a tree to hide behind because I didn't want to rip my clothes. I took a step in that direction and went around a tree.
My eyes contacted the wolf just as I was going to take off my dress. He never stopped pursuing me. I had no intention of going "naked in front of a wolf."
"I need to change" The wolf only cocked its head when I pointed to my clothing.
What they say about alpha wolves is true. He didn't seem to be leaving anytime soon, and they were fiercely possessive and guarded. I took a breath and decided to change into my clothes.
I bent down and focused while on my hands and knees. I closed my eyes and pretended to be a wolf; when I opened them again, I had completely transformed into my wolf.
I could see everything going on through my wolf's eyes. So that she could spend some much-needed time with her partner, I granted her complete control.
She and Alexander sprinted through the forest till we came across a waterfall. I couldn't help but take in the surroundings because they were so serene and lovely.
The wolves snuggled up next to one another as they rested on the ground. As they lay there entwined, the sun sank, and they enjoyed each other's company. This moment made me smile, but when I realized what would happen when we returned to our human form, that smile quickly turned into a frown.
He would treat us coldly, which would hurt. Luna. But a girl could hope. All she wanted was for our mate to accept us, which didn't seem to be happening any soon.
I decided to concentrate on the present moment rather than what would happen after we left this location.
Future worries could wait; this was what I needed and what we both needed...
Marina's POV
I yelled, "Ah" as a wave of agony swept
through my body.
My skin felt like it was on fire when I woke up in the middle of the night.
I knew there was a problem, but I didn't understand why it was happening to me or why it was occurring now.
I started to strip right away since I wouldn't say I liked the heat and wanted to expose some of my warm body to the frigid night.
However, as another wave of extreme heat swept over me, this made no difference.
I stripped down to my underpants and
curled up in a fetal posture on the bed.
I had to calm down.
Right now, I could use a cold of any kind.
got out of bed and scuttled to the restroom while keeping that notion in mind.
I dragged my body to the restroom since I couldn't stand up because my legs felt like they were jelly.
Even though the floor was chilly and felt good against my hot flesh, it wasn't sufficient.
After opening the bathroom door, I walked over to the bathtub and filled it with cold water.
I then switched off the water and entered the pool while still in my underwear.
I exhaled a breath of relief when my skin touched the water.
Although it was comforting, it was insufficient.
Why was I acting strangely?
Though I was underwater, my skin was starting to burn even more.
I cried out in despair as the pain grew worse.
I was positive that by this point, everyone in the house would be awakened by my shouts.
As the pain only seemed to get worse, I shouted repeatedly.
In the chilly water, I was drenched in a heavy sweat.
I was a shaking wreck when someone entered the bathroom and knelt next to me.
What is the issue?
As Sophia caressed my forehead in terror, I heard her ask.
I turned away from her contact, which only worsened the anguish.
I cried out, "Please don't touch me.
She worriedly questioned, "Are you okay, okay?"
the look on her face
I'm burning up, "H—I'm bur-burning u-up."
I said stutteringly.
Hiccup.
She hurried out of the room after saying, "I'll get the doctor."
Even though I was burning up, I couldn't help but wonder why I felt so aroused while she was gone.
There was an insatiable hunger that begged to be satiated.
I needed something or, more precisely, someone to make it go away.
I couldn't help but groan when my hand unintentionally brushed against the front of my underwear.
That I uttered as I hunched my back in need.
Even though it felt fantastic, it wasn't enough.
When I thought the pain was subsiding, it returned suddenly and violently, knocking the air out of my lungs.
I shouted the loudest I've ever screamed in my life.
I sobbed and thrashed around in the water until I couldn't take it anymore, getting the floor wet.
My wolf's voice kept repeating, "Need. Mate," in my thoughts like a stuck record.
Finally, the doctor arrived, closely followed by Sophia.
I jerked away from his touch and screamed when he placed his hand on my forehead.
My throat was beginning to hurt from all the yelling, but I was powerless to stop.
She's on the sex.
He told a frazzled-looking Sophia to get the alpha immediately, and she sprang into action.
The doctor smiled a little and said, "It's going to be okay.
When I thought the pain was subsiding, it returned suddenly and violently, knocking the air out of my lungs.
I shouted the loudest I've ever screamed in my life.
I sobbed and thrashed around in the water until I couldn't take it anymore, getting the floor wet.
I pleaded for it to stop as another wave of
agony swept over me.
He replied with a sad smile.
I don't remember how long I was in the water since it seemed like time was moving slowly.
All I could do was bear the pain while sitting in the chilly water.
It was unbearably painful.
I heard that well-known voice say, "Leave."
Commanded.
His gruff voice was beautiful to hear. Even while the heat persisted, it was now tolerable. He moved toward the tub, wearing only his trousers, and I made eye contact. He had taken off his shirt to display his six-pack.
I was desperate to lick those luscious abs and trace my tongue along his pronounced v-line until I discovered-
Marina, stop it!
What the f—- are you going through? I mentally berated myself for having such indecent ideas.
At the edge of the bathtub, he came to a stop. He reached inside and pulled me out while cradling me in his powerful arms. I couldn't help but smile as his touch put out the fire that had earlier started within me.
If he had seen me in my underpants, I would have felt humiliated, but I didn't care just now for some reason. He set me down on the warm countertop and went to get a towel.
What are you doing? He interrupted me before I could finish.
He muttered, "Shh, you talk too much."
He raised a quick eyebrow as if to suggest, "Oh really," in response to the claims. "I do not talk too much."
After that, I determined I wouldn't say anything more and shut my mouth. When he started using the towel to dry me off, it sparked a horrible feeling. I groaned and quickly covered my lips with my hands in shame.
Unbelievable, what I just did.
Instantaneously, my body started to burn once more. Thinking understood what it required this time.
Heat.
The word seemed to have been used before, and now the pain was gone; I could clearly understand what my body needed. My body pressured me to finish the mating ritual because it would hurt for days or longer if I didn't.
I begged him in my own eyes as I met his. I felt confident that he realized what I was attempting to express. He gave me a suspicious look before turning his head away and clenching his jaw.
I covered my bra-covered chest with my hands as I became quite self-conscious. Perhaps I wasn't attractive enough or the right sort for him.
He appeared to be in an internal struggle as he repeatedly ran his hand through his hair in irritation. My skin started burning again, and I screamed in agony while grasping my chest. I virtually pleaded with him, "Please."
I turned to him and said, "I can't take it anymore" Tears clouded my eyes.
In a hurt voice, he said, "You don't want this."
Voice.
But I still.
"Not at all, no. You might come to regret this if we do this now, "Attempting to explain.
"I don't care. Make the pain disappear, please "I cried.
He shook his head and replied, "We can't.
"You are my friend. I would not want to do this with anybody else, "I replied, raising my hand to his face.
He moaned, "Marina-" with anguish audible in his voice.
I gave him a comforting grin and raised my lips to his. He first remained silent, and I believe he was surprised that I was the first to act. I'll be the first to admit that I was as astonished as you were.
After a brief delay, he responded. I wanted more from the first gentle, sweet kiss. I rubbed myself against his and started kissing him even more passionately. We both struggled to take the initiative as our lips moved in a furious fury. When he finally broke off the kiss, I pouted in despair.
He strained his voice and asked, "Are you sure about this?"
I said, "Positive", and we re-met lips to lips.
POV of Marina
I stretched out my stiff limbs and let out a tired yawn after opening my eyes. I turned over and recalled what had happened the previous evening. Because of all that happened last night, I was utterly worn out. The alarm clock's display astonished me when I looked at the time.
3 PM marked the end of the day. I found it hard to understand that despite sleeping all day, I still felt worn out. Without Ryan, I was feeling a lot better.
As the events of last night slowly flooded back into my mind, I couldn't help but feel depressed. I wanted to ball up and sob uncontrollably.
I told Ryan I was interested in having sex, and he left. That asshole caused my pain—that represented rejection on a new level. I could confidently say that he didn't like me and wasn't attracted to me.
In some way, I wasn't good enough for him. My wolf did not like this situation. She wasn't handling the rejection any better than I was.
I was powerless to comfort her in any way, with words or actions. Even though I knew she was in pain, I could do nothing to make her feel better.
I could only thank the pack witch for keeping me from writhing in pain at this very moment. Her homemade remedy for the discomfort has since turned into a dull ache.
Knowing that everyone was completely aware of what had happened the night before, I felt ashamed to leave the room. They knew their leader had turned down their Luna, and I didn't want to confront them and endure their forlorn stares.
The Alpha’s Slave Mate
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