Zillon slipped a finger between the wetness that was her womanhood, running it along her soft clit before sinking it beyond where his eyes could see.
His digit scraped gently against her walls and not much longer, he added another, scissoring her deeply.
Every twist of his finger, every motion had her moaning breathlessly, her hands gripping onto his shoulders, her eyes looking up at him with nothing but desperation in their depths.
"You said you could be quiet, Celeste..."
Celeste shook her head, her legs spreading wider. "I don't...I don't think I can...I'm sorry."
"It's okay, kitten. I know how sensitive you are."
"B-But your paren—"
"Shhh, let's just forget about them, it's me and you, Celeste. It's just us."
Celeste nodded. "J-just us..."
Zillon pecked her lips, his
A/N// So ummm...I have nothing to say, nothing but...I want him...I want Zillon!🤣🚶
'It's ironic, I know...the same thing that happened to you is now happening to me...I knew I was hurting you and yet I didn't care and now that pain has been bestowed upon me. It's really something I never thought I'd experience if I continued to be who I was or rather who I cruelly became.But the goddess had different plans for me and just like I had deliberately hurt you, you're involuntarily hurting me.He loves you Celeste, both of them does and if so, what's left for me?Will I be just like I deemed you?*Unwanted*If that's the case, then I deserve it. After all I've done, I deserve even more pain than I now feel. I've been so selfish these past years and I once thought my actions were justified.After entering highschool, I found just why mom and dad treated you the way they did. We got picked on because you were weak
"I'm saying that if the Alpha King's research is correct...then one of Gregory's sons isn't really his."Celeste's mouth fell open, her eyes widening. "That couldn't be possible. Why would the Alpha start a war instead of just confirming it?""I don't know, he's probably doing things in the flashy way...you know...""I don't...but do you think it's true and what do you think we should do?""Bring Gregory's head to him on the day of the war and tie up Zillon and Xavier at the very centre of the pack lands, he can choose which child is his there...""Celia I don't think that's a very good ide—""You've never thought of anything I come up with as a good idea, but it is a good idea, like that time when I told you to trip Anderson in class and you didn't, so I had to do it. He never picked on us ever again.""But this
In a minute or so, Celia pulled away from Celeste, wiping the few tears that tainted her cheeks. "Let's go...and don't go around telling people I cried because of you." "Like I have anybody to tell." Celeste swiped her blond hair behind her ears, leading the way back to the top of the dungeon. There were two paths, adjacent stairs that lead to two different places, the side on the left was where Celia had been and the right side is where Xavier and the rogues Zillon caught last night were. Celeste stepped down the opposite path, her heartbeat quickening as she did so. She hadn't spoken to Xavier since the last time she confirmed just what she had been to him and she wasn't sure where this encounter would take her. She could smell his scent and she wasn't sure if she was just being delusional, but she could scent Zillon's as well. Nevertheless, she continued on her way down, and to her surprise, Zillon sat in
Celeste pouted. "Then can I at least cook for my friends?""No, cook for yourself and me... just me.""No!"Zillon ran a hand through his black hair, unfolding his legs to stand. "You now made it impossible for me to start my pity speech, so I won't even bother, I'll just let them out now, let's see you cook for them when they're gone" "No..."He dangled the keys in his hands, his eyes flashing over to Xavier as he opened up the padlock. "I don't think you'll be able to walk...you've ate nothing for more than three days Xavier, perhaps we could talk while Celeste cooks you something."Xavier clenched his jaw, standing to his feet. "Don't pity me, I could've survived longer, my vengeance for you filled my stomach enough these past days."Zillon shoved the door to his cell open, sighing softly to himself. "I still don't understand why you've grown so much hatred for me. I did you no wrong, I probably wasn't there when you
Zillon was right to not believe her, she kept messing with things and with people, well not really people, but him.Since they started, Celeste has been trying her best to convince him that she could train too and when he asked why, she couldn't give him a suitable answer. She knew she couldn't train, she was pregnant and borderline tormented, but through the two days that have passed, she had been his drive. She brought him water most of the times and was there to run her soft hands through his fur whenever he finished a practical training session.She along with some other pack women had filled an igloo with water for the rest of the pack and they cooked too. It had been helpful, but now that this was the very last day of such intense training, everybody was on the edge. The war was some time tonight and Zillon didn't think they were well prepared yet...People were having mental breakdowns especially the omegas, he was having a break
As soon as the afternoon sky reigned above the packlands, the men were set to rest, they talked, they ate and in anxiety they waited.Some slept, some didn't, some went home and some did not move from the training grounds. Zillon sat along the sidelines, Celeste's face hidden against his chest as she sat across his lap. "I don't like when you're like this. Why do I have to sit here?""Because Kitten, I want you to.""But everyon—""Nobody's looking, Celeste. Nobody even cares, everybody knows we're a thing, mates always do stuff like this.""Not in the open, because I've never seen them.""I see them all the time. Once when I was on patrol, I heard some awful groaning and thought it was someone dying from a rogue attack when in truth two wolves were just f*cking in the bushes like rabbit.""That's a lie and you kn
"You're right, I should've done just that, father... abandon you guys forever."Zillon cocked his head towards the voice. "Xavier...? What are you doi—?""I should've never came back...I'm a rogue after all, I'm not your family anymore.""That's why you should get out! Take your rogues with you, get them off my land.""Father!" Zillon intervened, his eyes shadowing with even more disbelief. "You have the courage to say that in front of his face too? How can you just tell him to leave? What's wrong with you?""It seems you weren't brought up right. Rogues are rogues no matter who they were before, we don't just accept them or their help, we kill them if they so much as trespass, and its not suppose to be different with him.""Then do you think I'd really kill my own brother? Do you think my heart is that black?""Y
Instead of at the borders, the pack warriers were lined out in front of the pack house. The women, the children were already hidden in the safehouse as Zillon had planned. They had food, water and was told to bring a set of change of clothes. The opening was hidden among the grass that tainted the land and mask was poured around it, the stronger one that Celia had been talking about, the one that could last for days... The doors were locked from the inside and Celeste held the key in her hands It was hell to get her to take it, hell to get her to go inside. She had been so adamant on wanting Zillon to come with her. She hadn't seemed so scared before, but it seems the nearer the war drew, the nearer her anxieties drew too. Tears had drowned her face as though it was a waterfall and she had held him so tight with no aim of letting go. Zillon found it hard to leave her as well, but he had to, didn't he...? &n
I want to thank you guys for sticking with me throughout 'The Alpha's Unwanted Mate' journey, but now it's time for another! It's out guys! Xavier's story is out! 'A Rogue For The Alpha King', it'll be just as mind blowing as this one! Trust your author Gaydar and go read!(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Let me just drop the description real quick୧(^ 〰 ^)୨ Celia Cobourne betrayed her pack in aid of being with him; her one true mate, and yet instead of accepting, he abandoned her. She deserved it though, didn't she? She was already branded, she was already used...and futhermore, what would an alpha king really do with a Rogue...? _ Xavier Macre or Rather Kaheel Macre as he came to know, ranked up from a rogue to an Alpha King after finding his real parents...he had stepped on many people for revenge and revenge got him on the throne he now sat on... But with nothing but a throne and a crown, what joy would he have? Could he go back to his mate? The rogue one, the branded one, the stepping stool tha
Zillon hesitantly patted the tombstone he stood before, fingers shaking. He didn't want to be here or rather, he was afraid to be...Beside him, his mother stood and behind them were Celeste and the kids...they were three years old now and somehow, Celeste had got them into practically forcing him to come here.'Grandpa...' they had said, that evil, little smile smothered across their face. He really didn't know how such devils slipped from an angel's womb and he would never know.These kids were cute and funny, but they were hard to control. They ran around the house as though it was a track field and threw his ornaments as though they were balls. Sometimes he wished he could throw them out, but then he remembered that they were his kids and moreover, he was the one who spoiled them.They weren't fond of listening to Celeste either and the only way they'd listen to him was if he got all serious...even now they were running around for no god damn reason.Zillon glared back at them, bu
"What did the doctor say?""He sai—""No Fredd, you shouldn't have asked him that, ask him why are we here... that's all I need to know.""Because you're suppose to be...?""And why is that?" Liam questioned, glaring at Zillon. "We weren't with you when you were getting her pregnant, it's almost 4 in the morning man! This isn't fair.""Stop being such a douche Liam...he obviously doesn't know what to do or say...the man is sweating so f*cking hard." Fredd patted Zillon's shoulder. "What did the doctor say?""He said that a few hours from now, Celeste was going to have the f*cking babies.""And you're happy, right?""Yeah.""Then why in the goddess' name are you crying?""Because she's going to cry, she's going to be in so much pain.""Ahhh, such stupid reasonings, but st—""I think I was wrong..."All three men turned to the doctor and then to the room Celeste was in when they heard a broken cry."Her labour is not at all hours away, it's a couple minites now. I assumed she wasn't rea
"Hey, do you think Celia will ever come back, I know she's alive or rather that's what I keep telling myself...but when will she come back? We were enemies for more than five years and when the issue between us finally resolved, she left? I don't understand it, I want to, but I can't. Do you think she's with her mate; with Xavier?"Zillon rubbed his eyes and looked over at Celeste, another month had passed and though she had seemed okay throughout it all, he knew she wasn't...but now he was glad that she was opening up about this topic once again. "I thought we were over this, Kitten...but since we're apparently not, I'm glad you woke me up, what time is it by the way?""About 3... In the morning." Celeste grumbled, staring up at him with those sad blue eyes."I don't know where she is, but you said it before, you said she always had a reason for doing things, you said that whatever it is that she does...it was always to benefit her. Trust her, Celeste... she probably left in order to
Zillon stripped her slowly, his lips leaving kisses down her stomach as he pulled down her panty. "I'll take it slow tonight, Kitten...I hope you don't mind."Celeste's finger ran through his black hair, a moan leaving her lips. "I don't..."Zillon pulled the panty off the very tip of her toes, dropping it on the floor. "I knew it was stupid to have held back and yet I did it anyway. Why do it if I didn't have the resolve to hold back forever...? Stupid."His tongue traced her thighs, his hands pulling her legs wider and down into the wilderness he went. His lips spread her folds and his tongue made an even bigger mess out of her. She was already wet and yet more slick kept dripping down her walls. Her legs shook so bad that she thought she was dying from fits and Zillon still didn't stop.His lips explored her property as if it was his and his tongue searched the warmth of her walls as though something that belonged to him was lost beyo
"Where is she?" Zillon asked as soon as he returned home. Liam and Fredd looked away from the TV and gave him a guilty look. "She fell asleep, not sure if she's awake now, but her mood will be sour...in fact since you're here, we're leaving.""What did you guys do to get her to sleep?""Well you know, nothing out of the ordinary...we just told her she was fat and...and ugly...""What?""You told us to stop her from eating, that's the only thing we could come up with..."Zillon pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm not even going to argue or complain, it's my fault for asking idiots for a favour. Go before I strangle you both..."Liam and Fredd nodded and quickly walked out of the living room. Zillon glared at them until they disappeared out of his line of vision before walking up the stairs. He entered his room, finding Celeste asleep on their bed.They had renovated her room, filled it up with things for their
Zillon sat on the couch when Liam and Fredd tiptoed in. Both had their index finger on their lips and jumped in fright when they saw him."Gosh...I thought that was her...is she sleeping?" Liam whispered."As if Celeste would ever sleep, she'll be down in a minute."Both men instantly spun on their heels. "Well we'll be out in less than a minute...see you later man."They began to tiptoe their way back out, but Celeste walked down the stairs right on time. "Liam! Fredd...?" She grinned.Liam groaned as he stopped to look at her. "Couldn't you have stayed longer?""What do you mean?""It's nothing..." He turned to Fredd, whispering pretty loudly again. "Seeing as the enemy already saw us, let's just stay...when she attacks later, we'll leave."Fredd nodded, him and Liam walking over to take a seat beside Zillon on the couch. "How's it going man? I bet you've been going mad.""Not today, she's been good..
"Cereal again, Celeste? This is really getting out of hand. Why don't we make sandwiches today?""I don't want that.""Toast?""No...""Then how about I chef you up my masterpiece?""What's that?"Zillon grinned. "Eg—""No..."The stupid grin on Zillon's face went missing instantly, she didn't even let him finish...how harsh. For months now, she's been eating unhealthy food, nothing to keep her throughout the day which was why she was almost always hungry... ice-cream, buns, salty snacks and cereals that's what she mostly ate for breakfast, sometimes he could force to eat what he prepared —eggs, the only thing he actually cook and sausage sandwiches— but not everyday she'd listen."Celeste, come on..." He threw an arm over her shoulder, pulling her away from the cereal box. "Don't you love my newfound talent?""If it's cooking, then no."Zillon's pride melt into water and it wasted no
It took four months after the war for the devastation that the pack felt to lessen. Many had died, leaving children, wives, parents, but their efforts were never forgotten..They were all buried at the south side of the borders where their loved ones could go visit them... The pack had lessened drastically, it was no longer second to the Alpha kings's pack, but then again, Zillon did not care.He didn't have time to envy Xavier's pack when he was busy rebuilding his and taking care of Celeste.That night when he had...you know... 'woken from the dead, he got to find out that Xavier wasn't at all his brother, they had the same blood, they were family, but they just weren't brothers...His father has done something so despicable that it had become a sensitive topic for him. He had been there to confess, beaten and bloodied, but still alive.His wolf hadn't been strong enough to retain its form, he had involuntarily changed back into the ski