HER MATE'S CRUEL VENGEANCE
READING AGE 18+
"You’d let me f**k you raw right now, wouldn’t you? Your pathetic wolf is ready to submit to the man who’s going to slaughter your pack and burn your legacy to ash".
Without mercy, he pushed one thick finger deep inside me.
My walls tightened instantly around the intrusion, greedy and traitorous. A deep throb of unwanted pleasure coiled in my belly as he pumped once, twice, slowly.
He pulled out abruptly and lifted the glistening digit to his mouth, sucking it clean with cold detachment. The obscene sound echoed in the quiet room and I shuddered violently against him.
“You’re not marked,” he stated flatly, releasing my throat and stepping back as if disgusted by the contact.
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My father spent years forcing me to reject my fated mate. Now I carry that guilt like a curse – and our pack is falling apart.
They whisper about a monstrous rogue army. I know exactly who leads them.
On the full moon, he comes.
Three hundred wolves. No mercy. Darren doesn't just attack – he rips out our Alpha's throat with his bare hands while I run. He catches me mid-shift. Pins me down. And whispers, "Did you really think I'd let you go twice?"
Now I'm his trophy. Silks and a collar engraved with his name. Paraded at political summits while the world watches me stand silent at his side. He locks me in what used to be the Alpha's quarters – a gilded cage. Every day he reminds me of my father's arrogance. Every night he forces me to feel the mate bond burning between us… but never gives me release.
Anyone who shows me kindness gets punished in public.
I hate him. I plot my escape every single night.
But Darren sleeps beside me. His body pressed against mine. His breath on my neck. He won't take me fully – not yet. He wants me to beg. He wants me to choose him.
The bond is slowly driving us both insane.
And the worst part?
A part of me is starting to wonder what it would feel like if he finally stopped holding back.
Unfold
"Was she there when...?", Darren started but I cut him off immediately.
"When he cut me with his blade? Or the time he sliced my thighs open to ensure I couldn't stand anymore? No. She only came in long enough to tie me up, inflict a few cuts of her own, hoping to speed up the process, and left me to die. Don't worry; you don……
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