Bloodmoon chose us
I didn’t bother wasting a moment as I dropped the bomb, “Tell me what Stacy said. About that mate thing.”
He pointed at my bleeding hand, which was bitten earlier by the rogue. “Let me heal you first.”
I shook my head, “I can heal on my own. Stop changing the topic.”
He sighed, “I waited for you to remember it on your own.”
I raised my eyebrows, “What is it?”
“That blood moon night.” He blurted out, “Think what happened.”
I closed my eyes, wanting to remember it but still couldn’t. I groaned in frustration. “Tell me what is it?”
“You’re my mate,” He said suddenly, which took me aback.
But deep inside, my heart already knew it and was not even surprised by it.
He grabbed my arms and pinned me on the wall, “And now that you know, I want you to know that I want to keep you safe here. As long as you’re with me. Forever..”
I blinked.
The thought of forever had a strange ring to me. Especially now that I don’t believe in the concept of “mates' ' ever since that night happened.
I struggled against him and pushed his hand away. “No.”
His eyebrows instantly furrowed, as if never heard of the word. “What do you mean no?”
“I said no. I don’t want to be your mate.” I firmly said, keeping my ground.
I expected him to scold, or even attack me.
Instead of yelling at me, his voice softened, “You can’t just say no. The blood moon already chose us.” He cleared his throat, “Is it because of me?” He meekly asked. His tone was surprisingly sad.
“No-”
“Then why?” He asked.
I pursed my lips, averting my gaze to the ground, “It’s complicated.”
He grabbed my hand softly, “Explain it to me so I could understand.”
“How could I when I don’t even understand? I hate the concept of mates. I hate it, Alpha. So much.”
“You’re not a child of prophecy,” I said, remembering what the necromancer told me. “He said my mate will not be found until I find a child of prophecy-“
He paused as if knowing something, “So you know your mate is a child of prophecy?”
The thought of being stuck in this pack, with ongoing fights, betrayals, and everything, as if I just went back to my past pack….This will be my new life from now on.
My breath hitched at the thought. I couldn’t imagine myself staying here for more, being a subordinate to someone again, and acting like a puppet for them to control.
Just then, he instanlty wrapped his hands only around my waist and directly looked at me. My eyes went wide as he trapped me between the wall behind me.
He gazed down at my lips and licked them, and gulped down. He glanced up at my eyes and instantly smacked his lips on mine. I froze, not realizing what is happening.
He is…kissing me?
I couldn’t even bring myself to smack him away and hate to admit that I actually enjoyed it.
Alpha Magnus was the first to break away as he looked at my eyes again, waiting for any reaction. I looked back at him, stunned. “You liked that?”
I gulped, not wanting to say yes.
A strangled noise came out of my lips and he smirked. “Then I hope you won't protest with what I'll do.”
I could feel his cold hand graze mine as he trailed his eyes on me up and down. There was lust, eagerness, temptation, and hope, all bottled up in his eyes.
In an instant, he then slammed his lips on mine and said in between breaths, “If you don’t like what I’m doing, then tell me to stop, babydoll.”
I accepted his lips as I could feel him push the door of his study close with his feet without breaking our kiss. He closed his eyes, savoring the pleasure. He sucked on my lower lip, nibbling on it and biting it slowly. He parted my mouth, his wet tongue asking for an entrance. He was teasing me and taking her breath away all the time.
I could barely breathe with how his tongue was claiming mine. My heartfelt like it was about to be ripped out of my chest at any moment. My blood rushed to my cheeks and I could feel that I look so ready right now.
Alpha Magnus’s hands were cold and he was grabbing my hair, almost like he couldn’t get enough of her, but at the same time handlining me so delicately. As if he waited for this all this time and now, he’s engulfing every second of it. My heart is beating rapidly in anticipation. Our noses bumped each other and I felt my body turning hot.
He broke the kiss and watched as I panted. He leaned in and sniffed my neck, his lips sliding on my collarbone while his hands wrapped my waist, playing with my jeans. I could feel his hard-on through his denim jeans that is grazing against my skin.
He looked red and fierce and hot, his veiny hands were eager.
“Your blood really tastes sweet. And goodness, your smell, ugh.” He growled, “I can’t take it anymore.”
He breathed deeply, looking at Isleen with heavy emotion in his eyes. He looked red and fierce and hot.
Our kiss was hot and passionate, and I couldn’t help but admit it. And it felt like there was a magnetic field that drew me in closer to him, not letting me let go of his touch on me. It electrified me and thrilled me beyond the core.
I can’t help but want more. More of Alpha Magnus.
Right here, right now.
We both knew that once we cross the line, things won’t be back to the way it was.
My usual self would have said no to this. This is so against me. Not the Kamilah I mastered the image of.
I should be pushing him away but it’s like I lost control of my body. I felt tongue-tied and lost in bliss.
The way Alpha Magnus looks at me and tempts me to initiate the move now. He’s wanting to ask for permission if we should continue, but he’s afraid so he keeps quiet.
I stared at his lips, and to his lustful brown eyes, and the golden hues that surrounded his pupils.
Leaning to him, I instantly slammed my lips on his and grabbed his hair. My hands made their way to his chest and touched his hard abs. I felt him shivering at my touch, but he smiled against our kiss and trailed soft kisses from my lips to my neck, and down to my collarbone.
