The Howl of Claim | COMPLETED

Impío ( I m p i o u s )

The smell reached me first before even raising my head to see who it was.

Who else can it be?

My wrist was grabbed roughly and my head finally snapped up to my supposedly erasthai. My wolf purred while I growled in his face with my eyes flashing at him filled with hostility.

This time he wasn't quiet because he growled back - his louder than mine - because he took my growl as disrespect.

Just what I wanted.

His annoyance was my satisfaction.

In seconds, I was being pulled out of the trashed room and somewhere else. I growled again while pulling at my wrist that was still held captive in his punishing hand.

"Let go of my hand or I will break it!" I growled - my threat was not empty - but he did not stop.

I - An Alpha - was not that useless to not be able to break his bone. A normal human wouldn't be able to bruise him but as an Alpha, I had a few percent chances.

And I took it.

"Watch out Mister King!" I said loudly and without other warning I raised my leg, doing a roundhouse kick on his hand when he suddenly caught my leg by his free hand and turned towards me.

We stopped moving.

"You sure do like to give surprises, don't you?"

I grinned at him.

I raised my free hand to punch in his perfect face but he wasn't going to let that happen either because the hand holding my leg moved to my hand coming to his face.

He was fast but not fast enough to hold my leg he just freed this time.

I raised my leg that had not even reached the ground and pushed it with full force to my erasthai's side.

I was able to hit him. Ah! The inner satisfaction.

I guess I had lent a pretty good hit because he let go of both my hands and stumbled to the side.

Since when was I able to kick a Lycan King to the side with such strength. Maybe the anger . . . Probably.

I turned around to run the opposite way with intentions of escaping when Marco came from I-don't-know-where.

This brat!

"King." He said while looking behind me and I growled lowly. I turned around slowly on my heel to find Darius standing straight with his shoulders squared.

"Marco."

Anger flared in me again and I turned back on my heel with my punch in the air, aimed towards a Lycan who was smirking. Marco was ready for my punch but wasn't able to do anything because I was grabbed from the back and lifted off the ground.

The large warm hand that grabbed me, sent all types of fuzzy feelings in my body.

My wolf purred inside me again but I was nowhere near purring. I was angry at how easily he could handle me according to his will.

It scared me!

"Let me down!" My voice was raspy but angry. I thrashed my legs and arms as much as I could in the small space I was able to move in.

I did not get a reply.

"Let me go this instant!" This time I had shouted but I was ignored. Again.

I watched Marco disappear from my vision and my surroundings started to change.

We kept moving until a door came.

Darius easily opened it with one hand while the other one held me. The second we were in, he finally loosened his hold from me and I pushed him away.

"Never touch me again!" I jab my finger in his chest. Darius tilted his head and looked down at me. His gaze daring me to look down.

I didn't.

I slowly took a step back then. Turned my back towards him with my arms folded over my chest. My eyes then gazed around the room.

Black and grey.

A very simple room but it was quite big.

I spotted a huge full body mirror and I walked closer to it. My eyes sweeping over my frame.

I unfolded my arms from around my chest and moved my hands over my hips that looked wider than the last time.

Even my lips looked slightly pink than usual. Maybe I am flushed from being so close to Darius.

Yes, maybe.

If only someone taught me about this! If only I was not busy in working hard for my pack, I could've learned something in this department aswell.

I was just in the middle of assessing my body when his figure came to stand beside me. I watched him through the mirror, glaring.

"You are meant for me just as much as I am meant for you. You are mine."

They were only few words but the weightage they carried made me lose the few brain cells I had left in me.

Turning over my heels once again, my hand was up in the air to slap him straight in the face but Darius grabbed it in a swift motion.

"Don't you have slightest bit of embarrassment for talking shit to me after dragging me here?"

My eyes were wide. It was not due to surprise but from the Sparks that would suddenly take over my body every time he touched me.

"Let go of my hand." I tried to pull away but instead, he brought my wrist up to his lips. My eyebrows knotted and my lips parted as his own lips touched my pulse on the wrist.

His tongue swiped over my skin and a shudder swarmed in my body. His eyes closing in ecstasy, then his tongue swiped again, then again and again. I did not stop him.

Not even once.

Then he finally stopped and snapped his eye open.

"Your heat is near." He licked his lips while keeping his eyes locked with mine.

My heart dropped.

No.

"No, I- I-" My stuttering was stopped by him turning me around to look in the mirror again, My heart picking its pace.

My anger broke into nervousness and I was better aware of where his hands touched me.

"Don't tell me you don't see it." His raspy voice reached my ears and I started to breathe through my mouth.

His hands that rested on my shoulders moved down, touching the swell of my breasts,

"They are more round and firm. More full." My fists clenched but I did not stop him. I don't know what was going on in my mind that I didn't do anything.

It was like my hands were tied.

His hands moved down, all the while keeping his eyes locked to mine. Even though his eyes looked at mine, mine wasn't focused on him entirely. My eyes followed his hands that were touching me.

His hands finally reached my hips.

"They are more wider, and I love it." That was it.

I jumped away from him.

"Sto-Stop that!" Why in the world was I stuttering? And by the looks of it, Darius knew why. He knew what he was doing to me.

I was scared that I wanted more. I didn't want him to stop! But I can't let him see it either. I was also scared because he did all this so casually.

"Stop what? This?" His hands moved forwards to touch my hips again but I jumped further away only to slam into the wall.

"Stop touching me." I hope he doesn't see straight through me.

Darius sighed and I quietly watched him. Then suddenly he raises a brow, ad if he noticed something.

"Make me."

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Darius you guys!

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