The Rogue Lycan's Mate

Consequence of Boldness

"What the hell are you talking about?" I wanted to snap at him yet all I could do was murmuring the words. No smile on his face, he moved himself backward, released his grip. "What did you expect?" he folded his arms again. "Sooner or later, once my beast will mark your soul, another deity will be born inside you. Your wolf. After that I will teach you how to comunicate with it, live with it. Your wolf will make you stronger, both mentally and physically. Moreover she will be born beside her moon-given mate. There is no such a satisfying feeling than that." he touched his chest then clenched his fist. "I don't want to be a beast." I whispered but he heard me anyway because for his wolf hearing. Narrowed his eyes with a warning glare. I started to shiver like crazy out of fear and anxiety. "I can smell your fear, feel your emotions as if I am experiencing them. But believe me my dearest, there is nothing to be afraid. It was your fate, our fate. It always has been. We are fated to be one. Delaying it will only cause harm for both of us." he claimed. Irritation, fear, vengeance and urge of escaping were clouding my mind. Actually, there was another emotion that I could feel at the moment. Excitement. Thought of being close to him and live beside him. That made me nausous. Because of repulsiveness or excitement? I don't know. "You are a rogue. An outcast. Will you really drag me into your messed up world?" I snapped. Smiling in disdain, he turned his back and paused for a moment. "The moment you were born, you were already dragged into this mess of a world." he gave me a cold glare over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes once more. "I'm not a mess. This hell of world itself is a mess." he turned his face and without making an eye contact he pointed to the jeep. His shoulders have fallen, his eyes were full of sorrow. My chest hurt. Seeing him became so vulnerable before my words, I felt like a horrible person. But what could I say to him? Turning me into a werewolf, no, a lycan? Is he kidding? All I wanted to do was running away from him and from my parents. To be more precise, running away from their world. I wanted to go to college like other people around my age, renting a flat, being able to pay for my own expenses. These were all I wanted to achive. Call me a good for nothing or insignificant being, but this is what I am. And I don't want more. Staying and playing a good wifey role in a remote and deserted place like for a lycan prince or whatever, this wasn't in my agenda. I wanted a country life, yes, but not like this. I didn't have a friend for I've never needed one. My sibling were enough for me. But now, I can see how stupid I was. I needed some to talk, some to hear my words without objections but sincerely.

The way back to home was a silent one. Either me or Aidan didn't say a word. As I looked out the window from my seat, I pulled my legs to my stomach and sat like I was crouching. Tried to hide my blank yet sorrowful face from his cold gaze, I placed my face between my knees and started to hummed a song which my mother sang for me once. I heard Aidan chuckled lowly and sweet then he touched my back, stroking gently. "Things are not as bad as they seem. You will be feeling completed." he stretched his arms. "I want to go to college." I murmured but I knew he could hear me. Frowning and clenching his jaw, he glared at me. "You are going nowhere." he said huskily and lowly. "Now, can you see why I am feeling distant to you? Because you are nothing but my captor. You are just a selfish and foul person who kiddapped me and dragged me here without my will. Who assaulted me against my consent. Nothing more but so much less." I snapped at him. A deadly growl I heard first but then a crazy chuckle. My palms, sweating, my hands began to shake. Sometimes his eyes and insane demeanor gives me heart attack. "Is that so my dearest?" he chuckled again and a sick grin appeared on his face. I heard the voice of wheels screech off, he made a sudden brake. We stopped at the edge of an lake, inside the car only me and a beast. Aidan turned his face to me, widened his eyes like before, he was about to lose it, I could see but didn't know why. "You seemed to really enjoy our intimacy." he said and then he kissed me with all burning passion that was filling his savage heart. He pulled away a bit but I could still feel his burning breath on my skin, his lips inches away from my nose. Slipping down to my core his big and bony hand. I had goosebumps all over my body. From over my clothes he started to massage my c**t. Shrieking first, I tried to push him but I felt weak and my treacherous body did't let me too. And then I moaned like an i***t to his face then out of embarassment I closed my eyes tightly. Aidan seemed to enjoy the messy view in front of him that is me.  "Where is your confidence now? And no any other sassy comment?" he grinned wryly, in disdain and pulled away completely then. Being left like a scared squirrel in my seat, I wasn't able to react, berate him or say something. He looked away blankly then his eyes met mine. For a while he just looked at me in silence then he let out a short and low breath. Again we were off to road.

After reaching the house he parked his car then went to somewhere else. I shrugged then went for a quick shower. It was already afternoon, sun was setting off slowly and weather was clean and calm.I saw a patio in backyard, prepared a cup of coffee for myself and went there to have some peace. In backyard patio there were a set of table and nothing more. It was covered by dust, mud and snow, pity, it seemed that no one using there frequently, it has a perfect forest view. While sipping my coffee, I thought and dreamed about what could have happened if all of this was just a mere dream. As the same time planning my vengeance and escape.

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A beautiful spring night, we sat around the fire outside of the houses, in the middle of tiny roads, listening the cracking of woods which are burning and fading slowly with warming fire. It has been seven days when I first came here and which each day passed I started to feel more and more comfortable with my environment and people around here. But the thing making me feel uneasy and discomfortable in this beautiful night was Aidan's hunting party. Whenever he went for hunt with other pack members it sickened me because once he return all I could see was not a man but a real beast, a monster. I heard what truly he is but, even though I didn't want to witness his true nature. Yet, here I was, waiting for him to return from woods with others. I wasn't waiting alone though. The weak members who can not transform into their beast and cannot hunt were waiting here with me too. I didn't know the reason why they can't shift so I asked to them. Yes, I do not know when or how but I started to comunicate with others here too. Actually, they are very friendly towards me. I even some times found myself laughing from the bottom of my heart with them. These werevolves were so different from the ones who lives in the States. Their lifestyle is not a primal one as I expected, they have everything they need here like internet, TV, computers or laptops. They even have a very good signal for phones. It shocked me at first but it was perfect for me. And the reason why they can't shift was their beasts. When one's beast's soul is weak they cannot transform into their wolf forms. It is weird because the weak wasn't being bullied by others and even the other strong members are gurading them as an important duty. Back in Idaho, I remember a families were almost abandoning or disown their pups because they couldn't shift. 

As I talked with others, I started to learn some other things about Aidan too. A girl name is Eli told me that Aidan is approximately 200 years old. I didn't get shocked by this for I remember when our parents told us, me and my siblings, werewolves are aging slower than a normal human and lycans are aging slower than mere werewolves. And Eli told me that Aidan is the only lycan around here and naturally he became their leader meaning their Alpha. I still don't know what are those mean, Alpha, Beta, Omega. Eli told me that Aidan once wasn't an Alpha but a Sigma. That didn't ring any bells into my ears so I asked to her. "As he is now, feral and powerful he was. Even Hanna had so many hard times to contain him. He has never bounded nor ever chained. He was no leader but just a threat for all of us. He was manipulative and much more dangerous than a powerful Alpha. A lone beast and a free spirit. This was untill you were born. The day you born something happened to him. He rushed the woods started to howl early in the morning and shift into his lycan form. Hanna knew what was happening and she helped him to find you. After he returned without you, he looked defeated for days. Some of smaller pack's Alphas even dare to challange him. But I saw with my very eyes what a Sigma male was. Aidan teared a man's arms and beated him to death with the man's own arms." Eli shrugged. Brutal bastard. And now this monster is claiming that I am his mate. 

Hunting time was over, Aidan and others returned from woods with a triumph smile on their faces. Werewolves were talking and joking around with one another but Aidan was walking at back, keeping his distance. Other females, including me, went to welcome them. I wasn't that enthusiastic about it but I didn't have any other choice. What can I say? Herd mentality. As I walked towards Aidan, his eyes glued on me, I averted my eyes for a few times from him but then I couldn't help but look at this s*x on two legs. His smug grin, perfectly shaped biceps and abs could be seen under torned clothes, his heavy steps and demanding aura were turning my legs into jelly. As I came closer to him my heart started to hammer not only in my chest but also in my stomach. I didn't feel butterflies for all I could feel a familiar sense in my abdomen, tightening and causing aching inside my core. Aidan's eyelashes were sparkling in the moonlight as if he had cried but I knew the moist in the air were causing this. Beautiful, he is. He grabbed my elbow with a sudden move, yanked me closer to him and held me tight possessively. Glaring down at me and still smirking in disdain, he brought his face closer to me, looked into my eyes for a few seconds, being only inches away made me feel the heat of his fanning, strong breath. I could hear snarls and growls in his rumbling chest as he inhale and exhale. Such vigor, I thought. I saw when he licked his lips and then he smelled me. Nuzzling on my neck "Mate.", his voice was low, husky but so intimidating. 

Normally, I would have pulled back from him but at that moment, I couldn't dare to. "The nape of your neck is so tempting as always." he chuckled and put me on his right shoulder, carrying me to the place I'm guessing. Once we reached the bedroom, he placed me on bed gently, started to undress himself. I knew the next scene so I just laid down on the bed in defeat, waiting for him to cool off his heat by using me. But to my surprise, he just smiled at me and went to bathroom. In shock, I looked at him as he walked batroom door, still tried to comprehend what just happened. After fifteen minutes he came back, completely naked, water was dripping from his hair, glistering in dim candle light, his moisty chest, his wet rock-hard abs were sights to see. This bastard is making me feel insecure more and more.

Frustration and envy covered my thoughts. "Why are you doing this to yourself?" I hissed, throwing daggers to him with my eyes as I sat on the corner of his bed, timidly. He tilted his head a bit in question, puzzled face of him could be seen as he tried to dry his hair and body with a towel. "What are you talking about?" he asked, dang it, his voice was full of dominance, even a casual sentences sounds like orders, making me feel the urge of submission. But I shouldn't let my brain stagger inside my skull. "You are a f*****g prince and a powerful, beautiful creature and yet, you are not rejecting me. I am nothing but a trouble for you. I am not strong just a hinderance. I am avarage, not as beautiful as other she-wolves around here. So why are you botherring yourself with me?!" I snapped at him this time. Aidan raised his eyebrows with a bit of shocking expression on his face but then he chuckled, shaking his head. "I don't know if I should take it as a compliment or a simple complaining from you. Sometimes you are confusing me. And let me remind you that I am not a prince but a feral outcast." he chuckled again and started to put on his clothes. I balled my fists, clenching the sheets tighth. "It wasn't an answer." I said in a low but challenging voice. He narrowed his eyes but not in anger or threat and I was still glaring at him with a frown, serious expression on my face. 

After a few seconds of glaring, he sighed and came, sat beside me. "Yes, you are an i***t indeed, your looks are average and you are weak, don't have any specific skills or perks. But I am liking and loving you precisely for who you are, for what you are." he claimed and caressed my cheek. My anger grew more. I stood up in a flash, shoved his hand. "No one can fall in love with someone in a week. This is all bulshit. I know werewolves can reject their mates. So, just reject me and let me be! Go and find someone to be your mate." I yelled, without looking at him, closed my eyes tight, clenching my fists. At that time I heard a snarl. A low one. His presence behind me made my spine wobble like a worm. He stood up too, towered me with his huge frame from behind, I swallowed the lump in my throat. Whatever what, I will not tell him. I won't tell him that I am afraid. "No matter what you try to do, I can smell your fear. I've told you, what you are to me, how important you are for me. Why are you afraiding of me still? Why do you want me to reject you? Do you really hate me that much?" he asked, his voice has no emotion at all. "Yes. I hate you." I just said it out loud. Stupid that I am. I needed him to avenge my parents. I needed to shut the hell up. He walked front of me and halted then shrugged with a unimpressed expression. "I couldn't care less about it. You'll come around sooner or later. Now stop pissing me off and let's sleep." he folded him arms and pointed to bed with his head to me. I nodded silently and inhale a deep breath inside my lungs until they started to burn. Managed to calm myself a bit, but after Aidan's heavy arm on my waist as we laid down on the bed, pissed me off again. Actually I knew, it wasn't Aidan, the thing making me feel angry was nothing but my excitement. Horny b***h! Hold your horses a bit. 

While I was having a war between my hormones and my brain, I looked at Aidan's face and all I could see was that annoying, smuggish grin on his face. "Do you want me to relase your arousal?" he asked, snuggling more. Bastard pressed his hard thing against my butt and I flinched then he chuckled. "Leave me alone and let me sleep in peace. I don't want you t... Ah!" I couldn't finish my sentence for his hand cupped my core. Just in a second my s*x became a wet, dripping mess, my juice pooled in and between my panties. Aidan was spooning me behind. One of his hand was gripped my breast from under me and pressing my back against his warm, hard torso tightly, pinching my n****e gently and his other hand was on my s*x over my clothes. His nose was on my cheek first then while licking my skin, his lips moved back to my nape then, kissing and smelling.  I flinched and shrieked again because of his movements. His hand on my core slipped under my clothes to touch it, I found my s*x throbbing with excitement. Aidan then, grabbed my free hand and made me touch his hardness too. He moaned and grunted with joy, even over the clothes I could feel how big it was getting. "We will help each other, Muiri." he murmured in my ear, his damn sexy voice turned my body into a panting mess. The turmoil in my abdomen didn't let me think straight and I untied his PJ strings then slipped my hand through his boxer. As I touched his big bare hardness, I could feel how hot and veiny it was. Throbbing between my tiny palm and fingers, his hardness grew more and Aidan's eyes rolled back to his head as if he was fainting. That was it, I couldn't think anything but the thing in my hand to thrust into my dripping s*x. Aidan slipped his long and thick middle finger into my core, then moved it back and forth, thrusted it deep into my womb. I moaned, became incapable to think, he paced up and my vision went black. My belly, my breasts even my toes twingled in pleasure, I couldn't even control my mouth for a tiny drip of saliva flowed from the corner of my mouth, damn it, he licked it clean. "I've told you, I can smell your fear as well as your arousal." he whispered into my ear then nibbled my earlobe. After a moment, he putted other finger in me, reduced his pace to not to hurt me. But I found myself wanting more. "Please, d-don't slow down. A-aidan!" I said to him while panting. Oh, my, God! I've completely lost it!

"I'll make you scream my name all the night like that." he grunted then released my n****e which has become sore, with that hand he gripped my chin and pitched my face back to him a bit. "You're so f*****g precious to me, you f*****g idiotic girl." he said while looking directly into my eyes then he plunged his tongue into my mouth. My lips brushed against his delicious full lips, I sucked his tongue, that turned him crazy for he started to grind his hardness with more preasure against both my hand and my butt. "I want you inside me." I said, still panting and sweating. "Don't." he ordered, I didn't give a damn or a respond though. "Don't provoke me." his voice lowered."I am ready." I claimed. And the truth was I really wanted him to f**k me, raw and hard. "No, you are not." he stopped and as he tried to pull away, I held his arm to stop him from getting away. He looked at my grip and looked at my face then with a frown, I was still holding his arm tightly. His eyes trailed down to my mouth from my eyes and I saw his eyes turned yellowish color, slowly. He grapped my hair tight, laid down on his back like a log and moved my head towards his hardness. "Lick it." he ordered. There weren't any hints of a smile on his face. He was looking so dangerous, so intimidating and cold. I obbeyed him and licked his hardness for a few time. Expressionless, he watched me as I was having my way with his delicious hardness and then instinctively I put it into my mouth, almost chocked myself. He groaned loud and pressed my head more but not that much for he knew it could've hurt me. After a while, he started to move his hip too, first slow then faster. As I was giving him pleasure, he didn't forget about me and started to massage my c**t and my walls by cupping my p*ssy whole. I moaned while his thing inside my mouth then after a few seconds I cummed on his fingers while screaming out his name and that bastard just grinned smugly. I stopped sucking him and laid my head on his sweaty abs because I was far more than exhausted. He chuckled as he took his finger off after giving me a few thursts inside me for a last time. With the corner of my eyes, I saw him smelled my juice on his fingers and growled then sucked, licked it like crazy. I became weaker lying beside him, seeing that kind of intense demanor and I've experienced my first orgasm with a beast. Still tingling my womb inside, I writhled and moaned again beacause every time when I've tighten my thigh and clenched my walls between my legs, I could still feel the sensation. Aidan was still hard, but I was fatigued. I couldn't move myself even for an inch. He turned me to my left side, opposite to him and cuddle me from behind, smelling me once more. "Sweet dreams, my dearest." he said and my eyes got heavier. I just heard him chuckled once more, feeling his hard, warm and sweaty torso wasn't the worst feeling I had. I felt secure.