All Chapters of PHOBOS: The Beast's Virgin Claim: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Practice." He replies a faint smile on his face as he carries the bird towards me holding her still so I can touch. With a trembling hand, I stroke the feathers as a snigger glides past my lips. "Fluffy," I murmur as his smile deepens to my response. "Phobos." He stares up at me in compliance with my call. "Teach me," I utter and he instantly nods in agreement without even a minute sign of reluctance always abiding by what I request from him. He steps back to the pens as I accompany him silently. If it is him who guides me, I can learn and perfect even the most arduous of things in very little time. I had always possessed a tendency to do so when it came to him since from when I was a pup. It is just something about him that makes me feel stronger, wiser as though there is nothing in this world I cannot accomplish. "Broody hens." He phrases aiming at all the beasts that furiously chased me. "Territo

"I had believed I shall never be able to speak with you again for I am aware his pack holds no need for technology or the visitation from outsiders but I am obliged to your male for giving you the opportunity to speak with me. Whenever you wish call me, Theia. I will always be here for you." "I love you," I mutter closing my eyes drinking down the sentiments that wish to devastate me. I thought it would make me feel better to hear his voice but it feels quite the opposite. It is horribly depressing. "And I more. I must leave now little wolf but know that I shall be impatiently waiting for your next call. Good night, Theia." "Good night, Cronus." As I gawk down at the soundless phone on my lap, my heart feels dismal. I reasoned if my male finally accepted me as his and drove me home to his pack I would need nothing else in my life. Never had I considered my family and friends would occupy half of my h

I swallow harshly straining to conceal my trembling palms beneath my back. Moira laughs audibly her head thrown back as he follows her antics a faint smile on his face, was it a joke he said? Or did she say it? I wonder what it is that made her cackle and him beam. She climbs onto the tail of the vehicle picking up the pails analyzing them with narrowed eyes as he watches her do so. It seems as though he is waiting for her consent. A few seconds pass for her to give him a firm nod as he sighs with relief whilst she heaves a full container striving to bring it down to earth, it seems to be heavy for her to carry. Phobos notices her exertion so he strides forward and gives her his hand to take so she can descend which she accepts delightedly without hesitance. No, do not touch her. Do not be kind to her, arent those once in a blue moon actions of yours meant for me? A hushed growl of irritation involuntarily intrudes out m

I brought some spices from home and I shall mix them up and apply them all over before grilling. This will be the first time the pack will taste my cooking. Phobos is seriously disturbed by my actions yet he does not confront me anymore leaving me to continue with my chores. He always wishes to keep things from me, to keep me blind. How can our relationship strengthen if he finds no trust in me? Or is it that he finds it unnecessary to even notify me of certain things? "Are you all right, Luna?" Moira murmurs from my side her globes concerned as she plunges a rod through the fish I seasoned fixing it over the fire to cook. I am mute not reacting to her for she is one of the reasons why I feel so depressed, the way she behaves with my male I do not like it. The relationship she holds with him I question with every breath I take. It is truly saddening, this burdensome feeling of my heart. "Is it because of today's ceremony

Chest heaving my canines exposed to him I gnarl with my disappointment of him and he espies this. His pack is baffled by my actions, they find it to be staggering yet they are beholding it with clarity. They do not know whether to praise me for my dance or reprimand me what the apparent threat I presented to their Alpha. "I hope you enjoyed my performance Vůdce." I stare towards the female who gapes at me with narrowed eyes, a trace of a smile on her face. Tossing the knives to the ground my head raised I make my undeviating route back to the cabin, my presence is not needed anymore by them. Tears brim in my eyes as a faint sob escapes my lips. This...this is not how I wanted it to be. I had rehearsed this dance for years often falling scraping my knees, the knives slicing my flesh. I preserved it to show him, just to descry those ocean blues peering down at me with pride as he ruffled my hair. A dance I saved for only his eyes has now been