After breakfast, they once again began their journey, Sathe behind Verya…somehow, he couldn’t get the name out of his head, it was so beautiful, it felt like food to his mind. He wanted so bad to call it but he had no reason to.
If only he could find an excuse, but he officially had none. He couldn’t think of anything to ask, and furthermore, he was still embarrassed by what happened earlier. They didn’t get to finish the sinful act they had been conducting, and it was pretty awkward between them.
He still remembered how soft her bare skin had been beneath his hand and how soft and demanding her voice had been when she told him to touch her too. His excitement was sky high, anticipation and anxiousness had almost killed him, they were like imaginary arrows boring through his chest, and it had been even more torturous when everything just stopped. He wished it hadn’t, he didn’t care about the meat, it was nowhere near as tasty as her lips, it didn’t touch the pit of his stomach like the sensation she made him feel did.
He had been so caught up in her, the mate bond between them was like trees in spring, it was flourishing, growing so strongly in such little time. He didn’t know much about her, but he felt like he had known her for years. Her eyes looked familiar, her touch felt like something he was used to and her h~
“Sathe…?”
Sathe jumped, his eyes darting towards her. “Yes?”
“I think we’d make it back quicker if we travelled in our wolf form.”
“But I don’t…I don’t have a wolf.”
“I know Sathe, I was planning to carry you. We could start when the evening darkens and then rest in the morning. How does that sound to you, good?”
Sathe shrugged. “I don’t want to pressure you. It shouldn’t be more easy for me than it is for you.”
“So, you don’t like the idea?”
Sathe shook his head and Verya chuckled. “It’s nice that you’re considerate or are you trying to spend more alone time with me before we make it back to my pack?”
A look of diffidence stretched across Sathe’s face, his voice sounding panicky as he spoke. “Well, I’ve never thought about it like that, b-but…but~”
Verya chuckled, adjusting her knapsack on her back. “I was just joking Sathe, but it does sound like that was your plan. Don’t worry, I won’t rush you, take all the time you need.”
Sathe nodded. “I will.”
“You really don’t know what sarcasm is, do you? That wasn’t something for you to answer I will to.”
Sathe flushed red. “Then what should I have said?”
“You should’ve denied wanting that, but I don’t mind your honesty or your innocence.” She reached for his head of blonde hair, ruffling it. “It’s cute.”
Sathe held his head down after that, he felt nice, she had complimented him…what could really make him happier? He really wanted to reach for her hand, to hold it, to feel the sparks, the need to be close was haunting him.
His skin almost didn’t feel like his with her hands not on it. There was an even greater desire within him, but it wasn’t torturous enough for him to anxiously want to get rid of it.
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Two more days passed and yet it felt like just one. The bond between them grew even more and Sathe didn’t feel as shy as he did before, he could speak comfortably, almost without a stutter. Throughout the days he found that she laughed a lot at the stupidness he said and asked, and her laugh was always infectious enough to make him smile.
She also watched over him a lot, especially when it got dark, she’d hold his hand as though he couldn’t see the path in front of him and butterflies would always flutter around his heart. Having a mate was nice, he didn’t feel lonely anymore, not when Verya was always by his side.
He didn’t know why she wanted him, but she did. She had told him multiple times how cute he was. She had complimented both his face and his bland and clueless personality.
She was so nice. When he answered her questions about his past, she’d always discriminate his father and mother. She had never blamed his bad luck on the fact that he was weak, she blamed it on them, them and his brother; Aron.
“Hey Verya,” Sathe gripped the bag in his hand tighter. “Are we…anywhere close to your pack yet?”
“What? You’re tired already?”
“No, I’m not tired. I can walk more.”
“You’re sure?”
Sathe nodded at her, it was dark, the woods looked creepy since the moonlight wasn’t bright, and the fluffy trees were blocking the light, making the path seem even darker. He could hear wolves howling from afar, crickets too and the high grass tickled his ankles as he walked through them.
The trees were thick and tall, the barks as dark as the night, and the texture was rough, so unlike the hand that guided him forward.
Leaves crunched under his steps, but somehow the beat of his heart seemed even louder. It would skyrocket whenever she looked at him, smiled at him, whenever she breathed, whenever she did anything.
He really was too caught up in her, she had wholly captivated him, she had him under her spell…it was probably the mate bond, but it was about her too…everything was about her.
She was an alpha’s daughter, and he was an alpha’s child too, but they both were so different. She was strong and he was weak. How could he stay by her side and remain weak? He wanted to be like her, he wanted to learn to stand up for himself too. He didn’t want to be bullied anymore, he had mentioned it before, but he was tired.
He wondered if it would be different when he moved into her pack…would it change?
Would people stop stepping on him like foot stools?
He could only hope that it’d be better than how it was at his pack, but then again, as long as Verya held his hand, everything would be fine.
“We’re almost there, we could get there by morning if I carry you on my back. But another day if we continue like this.” Her hand squeezed his. “It’s your choice, Sathe.”
The way she called his name always made his heart flutter, his name sounded like honey slipping off her tongue, but then again, anything she said sounded nice.
“I-I don’t know what to choose…” He wanted to spend more time with her alone, but he also wanted to finally get to the pack, she’d still be there with him anyway…but… “I don’t know…so you choose.”
“Alright then, I’m going to transform…get on my back as soon as I do.”
“You’ll be more tired than I am.”
“I don’t mind, this much is nothing to me. I might be a woman, but don’t forget that I’m an alpha as well. You just need to hold tight to me, okay…?”
Sathe nodded, squeezing his bag against his chest. “Okay.”
Verya dropped her bag and crouched down in front of it. Her bones were the first thing that started to crack; painless, the feeling one that was so familiar. Her fur then started to protrude from her skin, her legs and arms turning into paws.
She turned to Sathe when her transformation was complete, beckoning him forward with her head.
Sathe stared at her in awe, her silver fur was just as flawless as her human flesh was, she was beautiful, both wolf and man. Her wolf was so pretty and yet it was so big, she really was an alpha, wasn’t she?
Gripping his bag tighter, he moved closer to her, reluctantly climbing onto her back. She was crouched so low in order to accommodate him. Her fur tickled his palms as he climbed on, the silver fluff feeling like a soft bed of feathers.
Slowly she rose from her perch and Sathe held around her neck with one hand, holding on to his bag with the other. Verya took her backpack into her mouth and then she took off into the forest, giving Sathe the ride of his life.
Verya slowed down when the borders of her pack came into view. The sun was out, but barely, its light was dimmed awfully low, the night hadn’t much long turned to dawn after all. Her paws trotted forward, the beautiful silver fur now tainted by the brown dirt she had ran through. Pass the borders she went, passing the red cloth that marked the very start of her pack’s land. She was nervous, she didn’t know what her father would say, he didn’t permit her to go on the hunt, he had told her not to go and she sneaked out and was now coming back in with a guest that was probably uninvited. Sighing, she stopped when the pack members, the ones on patrol surrounded her. “Jonathan was worried, he sent pack warriors to look for you, yet here you are unscathed.” Verya glared at the man that spoke, she’d roll her eyes if she could. ‘Move…’ She mind linked him. “Your father said to lead you to his office the very day you make it back.” ‘Both you and my father can go f*ck yourselves. Get me a
Sathe shivered against her as pleasure wracked through him, unimaginable pleasure, so much pleasure that it came with pain. His knees buckled and it was Verya who steadied him, her teeth sinking even deeper into his neck, making the pressure he felt below even more intense. When she pulled away from him, his c*ck was hard; dripping with precum, and the blood that leaked down his neck, she licked it all up. “Sweet…” she whispered, the smirk in her voice audible. “You taste sweet…”Sathe’s shaky hand reached for his neck, running along the palpable mark that now laid there. “Verya you~”“Shhhh…it’s father’s time to speak now, he’s obviously dying to.”Sathe turned to face Verya’s father, feeling and smelling the anger even before he saw it. The man’s face was as red as blood, his eyes were bulged wide. “Get out!” his voice boomed loudly across the walls and Sathe jumped at the sound of it. “Get out both of you…!”“Why?” Verya asked, perplexing him even more. “What? Was that not apart of
Verya threw the sheets off of her, switching on the lamp on her bedside table to illuminate the room. It was quiet, but she knew at least three pack members were standing outside her room door and probably another two below her window too. It wouldn’t be a hassle to take them out especially if Jake wasn’t among them. It’d probably take her up to just seconds to knock the ones below her window out. According to her, jumping out her window would be the quietest route. There were other pack members in the pack house where she stayed. She didn’t want to fight the ones at her door and risk waking the members up. That would only cause her more trouble. So she’d jump down her windows, take out the idiots down there and then sneak her way into the dungeons. Sathe was probably scared, he was an omega after all, and she doubt he’d ever been locked up before. Moreover, she had marked him and the need to be by his side was haunting her, so it was probably worst for him. Sighing, she crept over
In the midst of her anger, her claws extracted from her fingers, her wolf whimpering in her chest, wanting to go back to her mate…“Not now, Astrid…” Verya gritted out. “Stay as silent as you’ve always been through it all…”Astrid sunk back, becoming quiet. She wasn’t a talkative wolf, in fact, she didn’t talk at all, no matter what the situation was. Verya didn’t mind, she wasn’t friendly either, but if Astrid was ready to talk, now wasn’t the time.Crouching against the grass below, her bones began cracking, the sound tainting the silence. Her silver fur covered her body like a coat and as soon as her legs and hands turned to paws, she took off on a run, hoping the journey could have her legs perishing along with her anger.She ran until she was out of breath, and yet the need to go right back to Sathe’s side went nowhere. Her heart was aching at the fact that he was behind bars, the fact that he was in pain and the fact that she was the very cause of it.He wouldn’t have gone into
Verya watched him with calculative eyes as he sloppily pulled his pants off him, the bare skin of his thighs, the obvious hardness covered by his underwear, making her breaths short. Her eyes flashed red when her wolf growled in her chest, the innocence in his eyes just coercing her to sinfully taint it. “You know just how to rile me up, don’t you?” The words were said with a dark edge to them as the red in her eyes cleared. “Discard the underwear as well.” Sathe’s hand shook as he pulled it down and now was really when Verya wished the bars weren’t separating them. She was so aroused right now, the redness on Sathe’s cheeks was just making it even harder to restrain. Her father told her not to do anything stupid, but how could she not? No alpha could hold back when their mates acted so cute and desperate in front of them, he was begging her and for his sake, she wouldn’t hesitate to heed. Sathe dropped his underwear on top of his pants that was laid beside him, looking up at her
Verya woke up to the light of the sun illuminating the walls of the dungeons and Sathe’s face. He was lying in front of her behind his cells with the pink blanket she had gotten last night wrapped around him.He was as adorable as a puppy, his hair was messy, face dry, lips slipped the slightest bit ajar. It felt like they were still in the woods, the only difference was that his head was not situated on her thigh.These bars were getting even more annoying…she wished she hadn’t made it back here this quick, the time they had spent in the woods was far better than it was here…well if she excluded what they did last night…That was the furthest they’ve ever gone, and the first time Sathe had ever tried to do something on his own. He had almost taken the control she had when he started thrusting, and it was the first time not being in control felt so good…Reaching through the bars, her hand ran along the peak of his nose and down the slight curve of it toward his forehead. His skin was
“My father is being a f*cking nuisance again.” Verya groaned as she threw herself against the floors of the dungeon in front of Sathe’s cell. “He doesn’t want to set you free.”“It’s fine.”“I told you before, it’s not f*cking fine…not to me. Do you like it down here?”“No, but~”“Just eat Sathe, because if I listen to you explaining why being locked up is fine, I’ll only get angrier.”Sathe looked down at the tray of food she had pushed beneath his cell earlier. “Thanks.” He lowly muttered out.“No need to thank me, I should be able to do more than just this for you.”Sathe wanted to disagree, but he kept his mouth shut, knowing that she’d find something that went against his words to say. He pulled the tray of food closer to him. “Did yo…Did you eat?”“I tried to, but I was too angry at my dad.”“Then aren’t you hungry…?” He shoved the tray back to her. “Y-You should eat.”“And so should you.”“B-But I~”“Let’s share it then,” She sighed, shuffling closer to the bars, and picking up
When Verya went to visit her father again in the evening, her hair was combed beautifully, the make-up on her face flawless and the dress she wore was absolutely stunning. Her father stared at her from head to toe in absolute surprise. “I see you’ve finally picked up some sense.” Verya nodded. “Along with that, I’ll even pick one of your stupid alphas if you promise to let Sathe out.” Jonathon’s eyes grew wide, his words jumbling as he spoke. “W-What…did you jus…? You’ll really choose one?” Verya nodded again. “I’ll choose one, but I’m not promising that I’ll let him mark me. I have to get to know him first…if he turns out to be likable, then I shall surely bare my neck to him.” “You’re lying to me, aren’t you?” “No dad, I’d never lie to you. I’m being completely honest. Set Sathe free and give him a room in the pack house…he has nowhere to return to. I brought him here…I don’t want him to become a rogue because of me.” Jonathon rubbed his chin in thought. “Jake!” The door to h