"we should leave her here, I think nobody will come here so late in the night." The guard carrying Elara said as he dropped her on the forest floor before dusting his clothes which had come in her contact.
The thud of her frail body hitting the damp earth echoed faintly in the quiet night, her limp frame crumpling against the cold ground like a discarded rag doll.
The guard sneered, brushing his palms against his trousers with exaggerated disgust, as if even her unconscious touch had tainted him. His companions stood nearby, their shadows long and crooked under the pale moonlight.
He then turned towards the other guards who had came along with him " do you remember the look on the faces on those guards in the dungen when we went to get this girl?" He asked his companion who nodded remembering how scared their faces were when they had reached to get this girl from the dungeon.
" I think she had told them that she was the alphas mate, that's why they were so scared." The other guard replied making the guard who has just dropped Elara chuckle.
"The audacity this wolfless had is astonishing not only did she present to be the alphas mate she even made those dickheads fall for the lie, we should always use this thing to make fun of them." He said as they started leaving while Elara was still on the cold forest floor, unconscious.
Their boots crunched against the dried leaves as they moved away, voices growing faint with every step until only the whisper of the wind and the occasional rustle of branches remained.
Their mocking tones dissolved into the darkness, leaving Elara abandoned in the vast, uncaring silence of the forest.
As there voices became out of reach, Elaras fingers started moving, she had started to regain her conciousness.
Her hand twitched weakly against the dirt, nails scraping the soil as though her body was fighting to remind her she was still alive.
But just as she opened her eyes slightly and the haze of unconsciousness around her mind started waving off she felt a wave of pain radiate from her body.
It was searing, bone-deep, crawling through every bruise and cut, a torment that made her chest tighten until even breathing felt unbearable.
Her barred skin and deep bruises were acting so much that she couldn't even muster the courage to lift herself up.
Her limbs trembled violently at the mere thought of movement, her body refusing to obey as though weighed down by invisible chains.
In the dark forest the only thing she could see was the shining moon in the sky casting a warm glow on her as if it was lulling her to sleep.
Elara kept her eyes on the moon as tears left her eyes, she didn't even have the energy to cry, she remembered how when she got any injury how she would instantly run to her aunt Maria, who would treat her with so much care, she wonderd if her aunt would be looking for her right now?.
The thought tightened her throat. Her mind conjured the familiar scent of herbs and clean linen from her aunt's clinic, the soft murmur of Maria's comforting voice as she would scold and soothe at once. That memory felt painfully distant now, like a dream she couldn't reach no matter how much her heart clawed for it.
Only if she had any energy left in her she would run to that little clinic of her aunt and then get worry free coz she knew her aunt would take care of her but as the tears streaming from her eyes got into her mouth and she didn't even have the energy to wipe them she felt she should just accept her destiny.
Her lips quivered as the salty trace of tears slid past them, stinging against the cracks of her parched skin. Her arms remained lifeless at her sides, too heavy to lift, too weak to resist.
But as if this agonising pain was not enough she felt a burning pain shoot to her neck where Lucian's mark ley, it was as if her soul was being taken away from her.
The fire at her throat spread like molten metal through her veins, each pulse of pain digging deeper than claws ever could. Her back arched off the cold ground as the mark seared, a vicious reminder that the bond which should have protected her was instead destroying her.
She didn't have any energy left to let out a whimper till now but when the pain to her mark struck a scream tore from her lips.
A scream so loud it almost pierced her own ears, and that was when she knew her actual punishment has started now.
Lucian was claiming Rosaline.
~~~steamy scenes ahead so if you're too young, skip ahead! (≦≦)~~~~~
Meanwhile Rosaline was on top of Lucian her outer clothes already discarded on the floor along with Lucian's, she had wasted no time after making sure Elara was taken away, this was her time to make sure Lucian marked her and she him.
Her chest rose and fell with anticipation, every curve of her body pressed desperately against him. The dim glow of the chamber threw shadows across her bare skin, highlighting the hunger in her eyes as she bent closer, determined to erase all doubts of who belonged at his side.
This was her golden chance to become the luna of the kingdoms most powerful pack and she didn't want to take any chance.
Her hands clutched his shoulders like iron, nails biting into his skin as if she could anchor herself into his destiny with her touch alone.
"Uhmm" she let out a whimper when she felt Lucian invade her mouth finally taking the charge from her.
His lips crushed against hers with sudden force, a sharp contrast to her earlier desperate claiming. The taste of him filled her, hot and consuming, and she moaned against him, melting into the strength of his mouth.
Till now she was the only one who seemed to be wanting this it was as if Lucian was pulling himself from her but she didn't let that phase her and took the charge instead.
Her hips shifted under him, urging him closer, pressing herself to him with a feverish determination that left no space between their bodies. Her tongue chased his, refusing to allow the distance his restraint kept trying to create.
But now he was kissing her back with a hunger she had always craved for from him.
The sudden change made her shiver with triumph, her heart hammering wildly at the thought that he was finally giving in.
She gasped as Lucian pinned her on the bed beneath him and then his mouth went straight to the valley of her breasts making her moan in pleasure.
Her body arched into him instinctively, hands tangling in his hair as she dragged him closer. Each brush of his lips against her sensitive skin pulled a sound from her throat, soft and unrestrained, the kind of sound she had long imagined but never thought she would truly hear herself making.
She caressed his hair while he was sucking and kissing making her feel that all this was worth it. He was finally hers.
The weight of him pressing her down, the heat of his mouth claiming her, every second felt like victory. Her nails scratched lightly down his back, desperate to keep him where he was, desperate to hold onto this moment.
"Ahh Lucian .." she let out a moan making Lucian stop in his advanced as he looked at her, into her eyes..." Call me alpha ." He said before ripping off the remaining clothes off her her making her feel even more excited.