Scarlett
“I’m going for the Alpha duel. No one will have to fight for me, it’s my fight and I’ll come back alive just for you, Scarlett,” his voice sounded adamant and sincere, staring into my eyes adoringly.
He had the audacity to sacrifice his life, his title, and everything just for me. This was it. That’s what the werewolves are popular for. To sacrifice their life for their mates, to care about their mates the most, to fight for them till their lungs have the air.
That’s what Rhea’s stories showed me, the love and the care that mates shared with each other only. That exclusiveness makes the mating bond special and vital. You can’t have that bond with anyone else.
And my heart always desired for a mate who would fight for me no matter what, who’ll take care of my heart like it’s his because my heart will always belong to my mate.
My lips broke into a delighted smile, I slowly cupped his cheeks and kissed his forehead. Nothing could compare to the peace he brought to my heart though it was broken and was filled with doubts and insecurities now.
Suddenly the next thought made me pull myself away from him. “It’s not the time to be happy and cling to his body. He’s going for an Alpha duel and you should consider the consequences,” a voice in my head appeared out of the blue, overshadowing the little girl in me who was dancing somewhere to get her mate's love.
Alpha duel meant that no pack members would take part in that war, the Alpha will only have a duel and only one of them will survive while the other will…
“Die or yield,” the voice again completed what I couldn’t even imagine.
No. It wasn’t time to feel cherished or wanted, it was time to make the decision at the cost of losing him.
Klaus crept to my side, pulling me closer and I laid my head on his shoulder. He plopped his head on mine and encircled my shoulders, showering his soothing kisses on my forehead and cheeks.
“Klaus, you can’t go for an Alpha duel,” I protested, my breath stuck due to the pain I felt from imagining him losing on the battlefield. I couldn’t be a selfish mate, I’ll have to let him go or he'll die because of me.
Holding my hands, he made me look into his chocolaty eyes which had a hint of a wound. “You don’t trust me?" He asked painfully before adding, "I can come alive from that duel but I can’t marry someone else. Please, Scarlett. I’m not someone who flirts with girls. I did all that to make you jealous and hate me. I don’t love anyone else but you.”
He had confessed his love while I was silent all the time. Every time he uttered those words, I felt a knot twisting in my stomach and the swarms of butterflies wandered in my body from the stomach to the heart and my heart started beating like it was racing with the butterflies.
My mate’s words could make me feel thousands of sensations in my body, I couldn’t wonder what he would make me feel when we’ll be mated.
“You should try to understand me, Klaus. First, you push me away and make me feel unwanted, and then, you ask for a second chance but the next day, I get to know that you’re betrothed to someone else. What am I supposed to do, now? To trust you? You’ve broken my trust, you’ve broken my heart,” I said coldly, gathering all the emotions in my heart and keeping a cold expression.
Although my body and heart wanted him, yet I couldn’t forget how he had made me feel unwanted while leaving me alone and playing like a cool bad Alpha.
What was a werewolf’s life’s hardest part?
When their mate makes them feel unwanted and trash. Klaus exactly did that.
Why should I be the one to understand his reasons and situations? Did he even consider telling me the truth until Marcus told me?
“I know…” he was lost in finding the words. “I…I…I don’t know what to say because if I say anything, it would seem like an excuse," he started stammering before adding, "I accept that I have made huge mistakes but my intentions weren’t to hurt you. I was trying to save you from the darkness of my life.”
“Then, what has changed now? Your life is still in the dark, you are still engaged to someone else,” I barked, raising my voice though I should respect him as at least an Alpha though I couldn’t care less at that moment.
I couldn’t get over the pain I felt because of his Alpha nature and the lies.
Letting go of my hands, he started scratching his forehead and that was the moment, I felt like that was it. It is over now. No Alpha would want a mate like me, Alphas always loved to be obeyed and respected.
Grabbing me from my waist, he lifted me up in his arms and jerked his head to gallop.
“Where are we going?” I squealed, holding to his neck for dear life. He was sprinting at a high speed, scaring the shit out of me. I was too terrified to say something so I shut my mouth and closed my eyes.
His wolf's fur was starting to appear on his body, I felt the soft fur beneath my skin. His wolf was on the surface of coming out, I could feel it with my closed eyes, too. He stopped and I opened my eyes slowly only to realize that my nails had been dug into his flesh.
Throwing me scarcely against the tree, he took my lips harshly. His kiss was nothing sensual or slow this time, he was kissing me dominantly to remind me that he was the Alpha and he was in charge here.
His hands slipped beneath my joggers to caress my asscheeks and I suppressed a moan. My hands found their way to his curly locks and I started kissing him back with the same passion, forgetting everything else.
Shamelessly, I liked his dominant kiss more and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. His teeth grazed my lower lip, seeking entrance into my mouth. I gladly let him in, to taste the sweetness of his mouth.
Our tongues danced in a melodic rhythm hungrily to savor each other's mouth, I could feel gagged as his tongue reached my throat. His greedy, dominant, and passionate kiss could make me beg for him. I was shamelessly loving his dominant side though I was doing the reverse of what I should- stop him.
“Ah…mmm,” a loud whimper eluded my mouth when his hand moved to where I wanted him to, something in between my legs was throbbing and I couldn’t resist the moan when he fondled my thigh.
Spinning me to face the tree, he took my tank top off belligerently, leaving my top body in just a bra. The air skimmed against my recently revealed skin and his hands draped around my waist to find the button of my trouser to take them off.
The memories of my first heat flashed in my mind, he had seen me naked. It wasn’t the first time but still, I couldn’t prevent myself from feeling shy.
Leaving me just into my bra and panties, he turned me and held my chin to make me look up at him. “Beautiful,” he said breathlessly, checking me out from top to bottom. He took my arms and pinned them against the tree, holding them high.
His eyes wandered to my chest, noticing the rapid rise and fall of my chest and he shoved his sweet mouth to my cleavage to lick it and tease me. I swallowed hard when he kissed my breasts through the fabric.
The mixed scent of berry and pine was high in the air, our scents mixing with our arousals respectively. He rested his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent deeply which did nothing to calm the throbbing between my legs.
His tongue started drawing circles on my shoulder but stopped on my collarbone. Showering wet kisses on my marking spot, he made it harder for me to stand still as my knees weakened and I had to clung to his body not to fall as the sensations took over my body.
“It’ll hurt so much and I’m not sorry for this,” he whispered in a low husky voice while lapping my marking spot like ice cream.
“Klaus…” a loud cry escaped my mouth when his teeth clenched my marking spot, giving me a sharp pain.