Chapter 1

He was here again. The same fragrance that always disturb my sleep filled up the room, preventing me from perceiving anything else. Before I could get over with sleeping pleasure, I felt his touch around my waist which sent sparks through my body. I vibrated a bit before opening my eyes. He wasn’t on top of me this time, he was propped up on one elbow beside me, staring at me with his enchanting eyes. I turned on my side and propped up an elbow to look at him.

“You look terrific when angry,” he stated. His voice echoed into my heart, melting every piece of it. “You shouldn’t allow anything gets into you like that.”

“Why don’t you always get angry at me? I wasn’t nice the last time you visited,” I commented.

“Don’t you want me to see you, Muriel? Just let me know the truth,” he said, the smile on his face fading out, replaced with sadness. I sat up, moving an inch away from him. His gaze was caging my sense of reasoning. Just his eyes make me want to be under him, permitting him to do as he pleases with my body. He sat up and sighed.

“I always wish to see you, Muriel,” he declared, locking his gaze into mine. Our chemistry could be real or just a fantasy. He placed his hand on mine and I felt goosebumps forming on my skin. “I love you, Muriel. Everything about you drives me crazy. I have sleepless nights, I see you every single time I close my eyes. You are stuck in my head, I can’t get you off my mind. Your words don’t get me angry, your tears do. I have never felt the same way for any other woman. And demons tend to…” Russell said and I cut him off by pressing my lips against his. I just couldn’t hold on anymore. I want him, I can’t refuse my body the pleasure it wants. He grabbed the opportunity and kissed me deeper. I aggressively moved my hands to his back and he grabbed my waist, pulling me down on the bed. Our lips were interlocked. I don’t care anymore, I won’t stop him this time. Only Russell can make me feel the worth of my body. I felt the heat radiating from his skin, and my entire being becomes consumed by the need to be closer, to intertwine our bodies and souls in a moment of pure bliss. My fingers ran through the soft strands of his hair, gently tugging and pulling, sending delicious shivers down my spine. He removed every piece of my clothing. I couldn’t help the crimson that flushed over my face, being nude in front of a man. Though I was no longer innocent, but not a desirous all-clothes-off intimacy. It was a rape, all thanks to Lucian. I watched as he propped on his knees, taking off his clothes. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back on me. Our body was now pressed against each other. He widened my thighs and thrust into my core. My fingers dug into his back. All that came out of my lips was a moan of pleasure. Every touch of his hands on me increased the heat of desire, radiating from every part of my body.

“You are the one for me, Muriel, I won’t ever let you go,” he expressed. I smiled. I wasn’t planning on letting go either. He found my sweet spot and began making hickeys. I was sensitive to every bit of it.

Then his reactions started again. He closed his eyes and opened them instantly, red and frightening. My heart thumbs up to my throat. I shuddered at the sight. His fangs grew too. I was always scared of him transforming into his demon.

“Don’t be scared, Muriel,” he said, pulling out of me. “It shows I wish to mark you. My demon wants you too, Muriel, let me do it,” Russell stated emotionally. I felt sweat dripping down my body. My heart pounded heavier. Should I allow him or not? Why was his demon always eager to mark me? But still, I don’t wish to be scared, not of Russell. My heart beats for him. This is not the first time he is asking for this. He so much cares about me that he wishes to make me his forever. I love Russell. And on the other hand was Lucian, my supposed mate. He hated me so much. Though he claimed to be in love with me now, I can’t ever forgive him. What will happen if I allow Russell to mark me? What could be worst than being mated to your enemy? Could it be a twist of fate? The Moon Goddess never makes mistakes, not in mate bonding. But why do I have to meet and fall in love with Russell? If my fate is twisted, I would love to watch what happens when I follow my heart.

“You can mark me, Russell,” I permitted. This could be my turn to revenge for all the evil Lucian has done to me.

“No, you can’t let him do that,” Niamh interjected. “Lucian is our mate.”

“Do it, Russell,” I urged softly, playing deaf ears to Niamh. I rejected Lucian already, nothing more could go wrong.

“Thank you, but it’s going to hurt a bit,” Russell cautioned and I nodded with a smile, but not without butterflies in my stomach. I don’t think there was a difference between a werewolf's bite and a demon’s bite, it’s the same process. I closed my eyes, settling my mind down for the irritation that was about to strike. Russell leaned down, burying his head in the crook of my neck. His hot breath penetrated my skin and I felt relieved, then his fangs dug into my neck. I felt a rush of blood. My vision blurred. The pain shot deeper and I winced. He looked at me, I lifted my hand and caressed his jaw with my thumb. He closed his eyes, relaxing his cheek on my palm.

“It’s okay now. I am now yours,” I expressed and he opened his eyes. Everything was back to normal. His eyes, his fangs, and even his trembling body were now calm.

“Thank you,” he smiled.

I wonder why I was still awake. Normally, when werewolves bite their mate, the female wolf always feels a knockout. But with Russell, it was different. Could it be because he was a demon? I pulled him back on me, pressing him tighter against my body. He pressed his lips against mine, sucking on them even more gently. Every bit of his touch ignited a fire through my body that can only be quenched by him. I closed my eyes and let it flow.

I turned over on the bed in the morning, stretching my arm to feel Russell. He was gone. I popped my eyes open. I sat up immediately with my eyes darting around the room. “Ouch!” I winced as I felt an agitated pain at the spot he bit me last night. I touched the spot. Where did he go? How could he leave without even letting me wake up? “Russell?” I called out, pulling the bedclothes closer to my chest while taking up my dress. I quickly put it on and stepped down from the bed, tying my hair in a ruffled bun. “Russell?” I called out again, heading to the bathroom, he wasn’t there. My heart did a thumbs up. I suddenly got butterflies in my stomach as I looked across the room. My shoulders dropped and tears fell from my eyes. Did he use and dump me? But he has marked me. Why then do I feel nervous? Russell!” I whimpered, moving to the bed and dropping down on it. Just then, the door creaked open and Russell walked in, holding a tray of food. I sprang up immediately.

“Hey, beauty, you are awake,” he stated, moving toward me with the food. He put the tray down on the bed and stood in front of me. “How was your night?” he asked, cupping my face in his hands.

“Let go of me!” I groaned, pushing him away. He stumbled back, furrowing his eyebrows. “Where did you go? Why did you leave without telling me? Do you know how scared I was?” I scolded and more tears trickled down my cheeks. He moved closer to me and held my hands.

“Calm down, beauty, I didn’t leave you,” he declared in a voice as soft as a cooing dove that melted my heart instantly and calmed my angry spirit. “I know you would be hungry by the time you wake up, that’s why I went to get you food,” he explained. I looked over the bed. Food? I looked back at him with narrowed eyes in suspicion. I sniffed and wiped off my tears.

“Where did you get it?” I queried. He scratched the back of his head, taking a step back from me.

“Uh, I, well…”

“Do demons get scared of the truth?” I asked.

“Nah…well, I got it from the pack’s kitchen,” he answered. “The cook was being slow, that’s why I returned late.”

“Now I get it,” I said, sitting down and taking a pillow in my hands. “You manipulated the cook to prepare breakfast for me, right?”

“Something like that. But I didn’t pressure her. She could have refused as well,” he stated, sitting down, leaving the food in the middle.

“As if she could,” I commented. He smiled.

“Come on, let me feed you,” he offered. At that moment, a knock came at the door. Our eyes turned abruptly to the door. Russell turned to me and I looked worriedly back at him. He smiled with a gesture for me to let the person in. I popped my eyes out. Then I remembered how he works. I smiled.

“Yes, come on in,” I permitted the unwanted visitor and the door creaked open. An Omega walked in. Jennifer. She was among one of the most kindhearted Omegas I ever knew. She was my guardian’s daughter, very pretty and vivacious. Nothing you do to her seems just enough to get her irritated. She was five years older than me. More like an older sister, I would say. I miss my guardian so much. She was a mother to me. Caring, loving, and always supportive and soothing. She comforted all my pain and gave me a reason to smile. I regret ever leaving that night, putting the life of my guardian in danger. Jennifer stood at the door, looking at me. She didn’t see Russell, that was certain. I stood up and she ran into my arms.

“I miss you, Muriel,” she cried.

“I miss you too, Jenny,” I expressed and sniffed. Since our mother, my guardian died, I haven’t seen her, Lucian wouldn’t let me. “How come you are here? Who allowed you?” I queried as we disengaged the hug, still holding on to each other. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“It’s the Alpha, he said I should be with you from now on,” Jennifer stated. “He said I should become your handmaid since you are his Luna now.”

“Really?!” I exclaimed. Why would Lucian do that? Oh, now I get it. He wants to get into my heart, huh? That will be a great show, I can’t wait to see how he wishes to succeed with that. “How have you been, Jenny? Did they mistreat you so much?” I expressed, looking all around her body. The tears in her eyes tricked down her cheeks. She got bruises on her arm with a dark under-eye.

“I’m fine, Muriel, I am so happy to see you again. I hope we can stay together for long now.”

“Sure, we will,” I affirmed and hugged her again. It was amazing how Lucian decided to unite me with my sister. He knew that will make me happy. I so much appreciate that, but that has nothing to do with how I feel about him. Russell blew a kiss at me from Jennifer’s back while I was hugging her and disappeared.

Author’s note 🎉🎉🎉

Wow! We are heading somewhere 🤗. So, what do you think about the story? Remember it’s my first werewolf, so bear with me. If you like the story so far, please, leave a comment. It will encourage me greatly.