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Chapter 5 - Hazed
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2024-10-29 19:42:56He had no other choice than to shift also and follow her behind.
They both went on a long run into the wilds. It is a significant occurrence between mated couples in the wolf world, even though they are not aware of it. They just feel it is right to go running and throw caution to the wind.
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Back at the party, there are murmurs everywhere due to the fact that Selena suddenly disappears, and Alpha Wilson follows a while later… and both of them have not been seen since. The party is almost coming to a close and the host is nowhere to be seen; very fishy indeed.
The party continues, even though suspicions have been raised since it has been a while ago Alpha Wilson was last seen. Jason is able to convince the prying eyes, the listening ears, and the murmuring mouths that Alpha Wilson has some pressing and urgent business that he needs to attend to.
There are already speculations of Alphas Wilson grooming someone… someone way younger than his ex-girlfriend, Charmaine Briggs, the daughter of one of the Alphas under the rule of Alpha Wilson.
Bucky Briggs has always been a loyal ally and friend of the Smiths. Even after the relationship between his daughter and Wilson ended, he doesn’t hold any grudge. He of all wolves understand that no romantic relationship in the wolf world is permanent unless they are mated. He knew their relationship will end sooner or later because they are not mated.
However, Charmaine has shown her face in the party just to impress Wilson, to see if there is any chance that they can come back. Even though the break-up has already been two years now, she is still very much hopeful.
But Wilson gives her little or no attention at the party, all his focus is on Selena and it didn’t go unnoticed, especially by rumor mongers and those who feel she is unworthy of their almighty alpha.
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They suddenly stop running deep in the woods and try to have a moment of intimacy, still in their wolf forms. Wilson does a wolfy thing in his alpha-ness, walks round her to assume dominance over her, takes a whiff of her scent. She is already heated and ready to be taken, but her willfulness will not allow her submit to the Alpha.
It becomes a tussle of will and might. At first, she can withstand Wilson’s will over her, since both their eyes are sparkling blue under the full moon. He loves the tussle; he enjoys the little game of recalcitrance… he knows how to make her succumb to his will but doesn’t wan to frighten her just yet.
They stay like that for a little while howling at each other almost like they are communicating in a wolfy language.
When realizes that she is almost biting more than she can chew, which will have adverse effect over controlling her later as his mate, he decides to crush her will by wearing the regalia of his alpha-ness… a might not even her mulishness can contain.
His eyes turn red and he grew larger than normal, this is the first time Selena realizes why he is the Alpha of Alphas.
She cannot help but lowers her eyes, assumes a submissive posture and bow at his feet, showing an irrevocable willingness to cooperate. When he realizes her will has been broken under his might, he drops down his guard, eyes turn blue, and licks her face continually making her feel safe and protected.
She cannot help but feel helpless because she has become his… she gave it to him willingly. Alpha Wilson takes her while still shifted. He disvirgins her as a wolf, which is the highest honour a lowly-ranked she-wolf can ever wish for.
They have a marathon that lasts for close to two hour - having sex in wolf form enables even the weakest wolf to perform wonders because the adrenaline rush will be at its apex.
After the sexcapade, they both shift back to their human form, almost wasted panting and gasping for breath. Lying on the dirt sheet of dried leaves stack naked, face up staring at the moon, her head on his shoulder.
He suddenly turns to look at her… their eyes meet in a deep affectionate gaze, almost like voicelessly conversing with each other the matey vows, through their mind’s eye… You’re mine and I am yours.
Wilson goes savage in an instant, bares his fangs and bites her on her left shoulder. It is unannounced, unprovoked… she screams silently.
But she realizes it is not painful, only electrifying whenever she touches it. It isn’t an attack after all, it is the mark of an Alpha to his mate.
Alpha Wilson has just marked her… there and then it dawns on her that the Alpha has taken a mate for the season. She is not sure whether she should be excited or feel misfortunate because she doesn’t know if Alpha Wilson is also her mate. She is also not sure if the marking ritual is only a temporary arrangement since it is Haze season.
So much uncertainties… her mind is in splinters, the landscape of her mental faculty is running wild like a stampede of buffaloes in the gorge, unorganized thoughts that can blow her mind.
However, one thing is certain… she has given her virginity to the man of her dreams. Even if he turns out not to be her eternal mate, it is an honour to have been disvirgined by the Alpha of Alphas.
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