"Well until you do, my mind won't change and my lack of conviction in you won't either."
"I understand."
Silence descended between them after that, but Zillon's arm was still locked around her waist, his body pressed closely against hers and It was like that until he decided that they had to eat something.
They walked downstairs, Zillon so close behind Celeste that if she made a sudden stop, he'd undoubtedly bump into her. He really did understand what she was saying, it was so easy to comprehend her emotions.
She didn't trust him and he couldn't blame her, she had every right not to. As he already established, he had hurt her tremendously, broken her heart one too many times. So if she was fond of him enough to lay in bed with him, to hold his hand, to one day forgive him, he was grateful.
For if he were her, he'd hate himself and the fact that she didn't hate him was a miracle
For the rest of the day, Zillon trotted behind Celeste like a dog. If she went outside he was there too and even when his father shunned him from beside her at the dinner table, he didn't move.It seems he really couldn't keep his hands to himself because in every step of the way, he was touching her. If he wasn't holding her hand, he was running his hand through her hair and if he wasn't doing that, his arm was possessively wrapped around her waist.When he went to take his shower, he had practically begged her to come with him —she didn't though— and now, he was laying atop of her, saying something about not wanting her anywhere out of his sight.Celeste sighed, hardly able to twist or even turn on the bed. "Can you please get off?""So you can lock yourself in the bathroom for an hour again? No.""I'm not going to the bathroom, it's just that...that my bandages itc
Celeste stirred out of her sleep, her eyes immediately finding Zillon who kept grunting beside her. Sweat covered his face and his body kept twisting and turning as if he was in deep torment.She sat up on the bed, rubbing her eyes with one hand and shaking him with the other. "Zillon..." She called, but Zillon neither opened his eyes or answered.She shook him harder, worry in her gaze. "Zillon...Zillon...?"It took quite some time, but in half a minute or so, he jumped out of his sleep, looking around as if he wasnt sure where he was. His shirt was soaked, each breath he took heavy and even as his eye darted over to her, he still seemed disoriented. "Celeste...?""You were grunting in your sleep, you kep-""It's okay, come here, Kitten..." He opened up his arms, but Celeste didn't move an inch from where she sat. His scent was weird, she wasn't sure why, but his pheromones were
Celeste swallowed thickly, shuffling uncomfortably on Zillon's lap. He was completely naked before her eyes and his bareness was doing just what it was suppose to; arouse her. "I-I've never done this before.""I know, Kitten...""T-Then tell me, what should I do?"Zillon grabbed her hand, closing it around his hard member. "This."He slowly guided her hand down his thick length, groaning breathlessly as he did so. "F*ck..." He cursed, hooded eyes drifting over to her. "The very first strike of your hand and it feels so good, can you imagine if I was sheathed inside of you now? The pleasure I'd feel would be unimaginable..."He guided her hand back up, eyes still holding deep contact with Celeste who was shaking like a leaf in front of him. She was aroused too, he could smell the little slick she secluded, he could see it in her eyes and yet she was set on pleasing him instead of
He took ahold his hard length; the thick, long beast that wouldn't stop drooling to be inside of her.He ran it along her clit, sliding it down into the only blissful cavern he knew... The warmth enveloped him immediately, her walls locking around him and a cry so full of pleasure falling from her lips.Her legs shook against his, her body producing even more slick to aid his thrusts. He could feel it dripping down his c*ck, moistening it, making it easier for him to fully sheath himself inside.Taking full of advantage of that, he snapped his hips forward, burying himself balls deep into her. She hollered out again, her arm wrapping around his neck, instinctively pulling him closer. "Z-Zillon."Zillon looked down at her, eyes seeming darker than they were a second ago. "What did I tell you Kitten?"Celeste shrugged against him, nothing but pleasure coarsing through her. "Y
His hips rotated, then he started thrusting into her hard and fast. Celeste whimpered, wetting her cheeks with tears. It felt good, too good... She felt as though the pleasure could kill her...She was overly sensitive, she just came and yet still Zillon wouldn't let up. He was being cruel, giving her too much of what she begged for... But could she complain...?Even though she was suffering because of her sensitivity, even though she was shaking like a leaf, she wouldn't exchange this for the world, she wanted him to slow down, but a part of her didn't...The roughness, the man handling...it was all worth it if this pleasure was what she'd gain...Hugging him tighter, Celeste gave up trying to run away because it's obvious that he wouldn't let her... He was too deep into his lust, he had succumbed to his desires and overall, she was happy that she was capable of making him lose control. 
Zillon woke up to Celeste wrapped securely in his arms. The shirt she wore smelled just like him, but how could it not?It was his.Last night after showering, he had forced her into wearing it and when she had finally thrown it over her head, pride had filled his chest to the very brim.Beneath it, she wore nothing but a pink panty that he had watched her put on, her legs and a fair portion of her thighs on full display.It was a tempting sight, but he had managed to push back the sensual thoughts and focus on the fact that she was already worn out. He had been rough, he had f*cked her like he had never f*cked anyone before.He had gripped her with the aim of never letting go and his hips had worked like an oiled down engine. She had cried out, tried to get away, and yet still he had held her captive to the pleasure.During that very moment he felt as
Celeste and Zillon walked downstairs side by side to the sweet smell of meat balls and what they were sure was spaghetti.Around the table, Gregory and Celine already sat, both watching as the beautiful couple approached. "I see you people have finally started to look like soulmates.""Shut up, mom." Zillon grumbled, taking his seat alongside her. He patted the seat next to him, non-verbally telling Celeste to sit there.With little to no hesitance, she did, ankles crossing as she looked up at Zillon's parents. "Goodmorning.""Morning sweetheart." They both replied in unison, Gregory's face lighting up like a Christmas tree. "You're one to always remember your manners Celeste, but let me ask, why are you not sitting beside your father-in-law this morning?""Well I...you see..." Celeste started, her eyes darting down to stare at the table. "I...I—"
She waited for the hit, the viscous bite, but it never came, instead another wolf with fur as black as night brought it down before it could even get close to her.She wasn't sure who this wolf was. It had the aura of an alpha, it was strong too… it's jaw locking around the rogue's neck, not hesitating to break it.Who was...?Celeste's heart stammered in her chest when the black wolf turned to her, blood draining from its mouth. It wasn't apart of the pack, she was greatly aware of that, but it's scent made her feel rather safe than scared.Perhaps it was because it was so similar to Zillon's; freshly chopped woods and cherry blossom, or perhaps it was because it saved her just now. But why?Celeste took a step back, her feet shaky, her heart a mess. "W-Who are you?"It stepped forward, crouching down as it transformed back into its natural form. It w
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