Wickedly Sensual

In less than a week, I had gone unconscious twice already but this time, I wished my eyes didn’t open, I would be better off dead.

It was unfortunate that we never get what we wished for because my eyes opened slowly to meet a pair of icy blue ones staring back at me… I wanted to claw them out.

Instead, I stared back at Alpha Damon, my eyes taking him in, all of him. He hadn't changed much from the last time I’d seen him which was when he had put a torch to my Mother’s body, I could see through him, all of the cruelty that could exist within a man but it was unfortunate, that he had met someone who had a thousand fold more of it than him… I was going to be the death of him, it was just time now.

With my eyes still fixed on him, I made a silent promise to my mother’s ashes.

“Who are you?” He asked taking a step back, folding his hands across his chest.

I stared at him and said nothing. I could feel the pull between us, stronger than anything I’d ever felt and I could feel my wolf’s restlessness, she wanted to be close to him and it disgusted me. How could I be betrayed so much? This was the height of cruelty!

My eyes met his once again, I hated him, with every single fiber of my being… He was the most loathsome person ever and he was my mate.

Harsh laughter escaped me before I could stop it sending one of his brows to lift questioningly.

“You are not crazy now, are you?” He asked.

“Crazy?” Oh, I certainly was going crazy, I have been the minute my eyes set upon him and I was going to show him how much I was.

“You!” I spat attempting to stand up from the large bed I’d been placed in, it was his. I scrambled up from it as soon as I figured that out and even though my head was hurting terribly from the sudden movement and it made me extremely dizzy, I’d rather be anywhere than on his bed, no! I’d rather be anywhere than in the same room as him.

“Be careful there,” He said.

I sent him a sharp glare before attempting to make my way past him, if I didn’t get out of here now, I was going to kill someone and despite how strong the hunger in me to strike him dead was, how much I wanted to place my hand on him and watch him suffer in pain, the life strangling as it passed through, the urge to slowly but painfully pull out all of the life from him, but it wasn’t time yet and he didn’t deserve to die… Not until I said so.

His hand shot forward grabbing a hold of my arm as I walked passed him, the touch sending a cold shiver down my spine and sending my whole thoughts into a frenzy, I felt myself go weak in the knees. Fucking hell!!

I pulled back immediately. “Do not touch me!” I said enunciating every single word.

“I would damn well do as I please.” He replied mirroring my tone.

We stood there staring at each other wordlessly, oh but I had so much to say, and so much to do.

“You don’t think I’m going to allow you to walk into my home and walk out just like that huh?”

He asked taking an intimidating step towards me, he was tall, much taller than me, his well-built body towering over the small frame I occupied, and his eyes set on me in a way that threatened to strip me of all my worth.

If I had been Alena, the werewolf I would have been scared, taken a step back, and cowered but I was Eliana, the sorceress and no werewolf born of another werewolf had the ability to elicit anything from me other than hate, profound soul-imbedded hatred.

I stared back at him fiercely. “I have the right to do as I choose, and not even you...” I spat the last word with all the disgust I could mutter. “... Of all people can stop me.”

The corner of his lips lifted up in a half attempt at smile that brought my attention to them, full and curved in a way that promised capabilities that would kill any other woman, but not me… Oh for the love of hell, certainly not me!

“We’ll see about that,” My wolf’s voice rang in my head more as a threat than anything else. I wanted to tear apart my own hair and fling myself out the window, the moon Goddess’s humor was just epic, to say the least. I hope to get my hands on the Werewolf’s god, she had a lot of talking to do and I was going to make her.

“Really?” Alpha Damon asked, taking a step closer to me that had me taking mine backward until my back hit the wall. Was this bastard trying to penetrate through me?

One of his hands gripped mine pining it by my side and the other trailed from my collarbone up my neck, my chest tightened and my stomach sank.

His face came close to mine causing my breath to hitch in my throat until he rested it on the crook of my neck taking a sniff.

When he spoke, I felt his warm breath on my ear causing goosebumps on my arm. Was it really true all they said about the mate effect? Because I was feeling things that were foreign to me and I hated it, I detested all of it.

“You belong to the Dark Moon pack, and I am your Alpha, pretty sure that gives me the right to tell you what to do.”

His hand grabbed at my chin forcing me to look at him, our eyes on the same level - his against mine.

“And all praises be to the Moon Goddess .” He said chuckling, a humorless laughter. “You are my mate, mine to be bounded by forever!”

And without warning, his lips captured mine in a wickedly sensual kiss that sent heat burning through every single inch of my skin.