The Rogue Lycan's Mate

Blood Boils and Blood Seeds

"What the hell are you doing?!" I said while trying to push him away. But I could neither push him nor make my voice heard. "I long to feel my mate's, your body pressed close to mine." he said as he kissed my colarbone. "I feel my desire for marking you rising. But I don't want to risk your precious life by marking you forcefully. If you were a werewolf, I wouldn't hesitate or delay for even a second. But since you're a human, I have to be careful. So don't force me. I really do not want to hurt you." he said and stoped kissing me. My mind raced. How could things have gotten so far out of control?

I don't know how many hours passed, but I definitely fell asleep. Without opening my eyes, I turned my nose towards a hard but warm surface where my head rested. It smelled so good that I inhaled it until my lungs filled completely. I had a small blanket on me and the place I was sitting was warmer than usual. As I slowly opened my eyes, I lifted my head slightly and looked up to see Aidan's face. My head was resting on his chest and I was sleeping on his lap. When he realized that I was awake, he slowly tilted his head down towards me and looked me in the eyes with a different expression. His eyelids were hooded, looking at me as if showing compassion and pain within him. His lips were in a straight line. Not an angry expression or an impudent grin. Just deep, thoughtful looks and beautiful eyes. Had we met under other circumstances, I might have fallen in love with this man the moment I saw him. But the pain and sorrow we have experienced in these last hours, or rather the pain and sorrow that he has inflicted on me, overtakes the love and passion that I could have felt for him. He brought me up close to his face, still holding me in his arms then rested his forehead against mine, closed his eyes. What's the problem with this psychopath? First cold, then hot. First evil and cruel, then good and kind. "I am sorry." he murmured. What in the f*****g name of world was that? Did he just apologized from me?  But why and more importantly how? "Being a beast and staying sane at the same time isn't something easy for me. That is why... That is why I got exiled from my homeland. I've always had difficulties to keep it in. Keep my beast in. My blood runs hot, the beast blood. Fearsome and feral that I am. My mind is usually clouded with the thoughts of the hunt. And my blood boils with desire, desire for blood and flesh, my beast howls in my head starts to claw my chest to come out whenever I feel a strong urge or emotion. For years we've waited for you. Now we have found you. And I want you to know that my beast and I once aroused, we are not easily caged again, sometimes we could be a bit aggressive. But now we both know that marking you without preparing your soul can kill you and we can't risk it. Because the mate bestowed by the moon is given only once. And for us, lycans, it is so rare to find our moon-given mate." he said with a sincere concern on his face an expression of indescribable pain. "But I am human. Not a werewolf. And what happened the rule that a lycan could only mate with another lycan?" I asked. After a deep sigh, he shrugged. He looked out the window and said, "You are both my punishment and my reward.". To my surprise, anger took over me. "If I'm your punishment, why are you dragging me with you? To torture me?" I retorted. "If my purpose was to torture you, I wouldn't have laid you on my lap and wrapped you in my arms." he said with a mocking grin. "Don't worry, none of what you did are different from torture." I said sternly. I was trying to piss him off so he would push me off his lap and let me go. But instead he let out an evil chuckle. "Then get ready for this kind of torture. You will be in this situation many times from now on." he said and started to lick from my colarbone to my neck with his warm and big tongue. I couldn't resist. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me? He was assaulting me and I was just standing still or writhling between his arms.

As I watched the trees pass, I noticed that the icy and snowy roads started to look like a fairy tale. The snowflakes hitting the window of the car were so beautiful that I suddenly forgot the situation I was in. It didn't take much to be clever to realize that it was too cold outside, but I still opened the car window and stretched out my hand to touch the snowflakes. I wanted to catch the snowflakes and be a part of this fairy tale landscape, even if it was freezing. I stretched my hand out and only managed to hold it out for a few seconds. But even that made me carefree. "Put your hand in. The cold air around here isn't like where you lived once." Aidan said and made an emphasis on the last two words. "Don't you have any spare clothes? Are you going to stay like this all the way to where we're going?" I mocked him. He rolled his eyes with a grin without answering. I rolled my eyes as well. "Where are we now?" I asked. "Yukon." he replied and continue "We will arrive soon.". 

We stopped several times on the way. Both for toilet needs and for eating something. After a few hours, we stopped again to take a break. Aidan hadn't eaten or drunken anything but water for almost two days. He didn't even take a bite while the other two lycans sat and ate with me. He was getting nervous and much more aggressive than usual, I could sense his tense aura was filling the air. Even other two idiots have felt it and grew anxious as the time passed. We stopped after a while. This time, I thought it would be a short break again, so I just got out of the car and started to take a short walk around it, putting on a coat that was too big for me. But as soon as I heard Aidan's roar, I shivered and froze in place. He was transforming. He was transforming into his lycan form.

It was the first time I saw a lycan before my very eyes. Aidan had a raven-black fur just like his hair. He had grown to almost 8ft tall, his muscle mass expanded just as my father had described once, became a terrifying beast standing on two legs. I didn't need to touch and realize how sharp and deadly his claws protruded from his fingertips. His canines and mouth were so huge that if he bit me on the waist, he could have divided me into two with no difficulty. But his eyes. His eyes were just as beautiful as always. And shouldn't he has looked like a wolf? His body was merely changed. Yes, he looked different and he wasn't like your average human but still. There were a few other locals where we were, and none of them found it odd that Aidan turned into his lycan form, partly...? Halfly? The other two men, who had been with us all the way, bowed before Aidan as soon as he finished his transforming, and bare their necks open in submission. 

Seeing Aidan in his lycan form, even if in this half transformed form, horrified and petrified me. When I saw him coming towards me without a smirk or an expression on his face, my heart, which was already beating as if it was going to explode, was ready to jump out of my chest. As he got closer to me, I took a few steps back and, on my luck, the ice on the ground made me slipped and causing me to fall on my ass. Fortunately, this oversized coat on me protected the precious body part I was sitting on, but staring at this huge terrifying beastly man in front of me from the ground was not good at all. He slowly leaned towards me and caged me between his two bulky arms while I was on the ground. I closed my eyes tightly and started praying that whatever was going to happen, I wouldn't have to suffer too much. "You don't need to be scared." he said, his voice was much deeper and husky. All of a sudden he licked my face with his huge tongue, and then, with an inhuman speed, he sprinted away from me into the snowy woods behind. 

I was about to s**t my pants with fear. But the two lycans who stayed behind with me came up to me and one of them helped me get up. I nodded and thanked him. Then I started looking around. Why were other people so unresponsive? They just saw a lycan transforming. Don't they care at least a bit? 

"There are other people here. Why do they not react at all?" I asked the two. After looking at each other, they turned and gave me a puzzled look. They couldn't tell if I was human by my smell and I didn't know why. Then one of them remembered that I was only a human, he sighed and scratched his head. "You can't smell them because you're human, but they're just like us." he said. I tilted my head a bit. "Are they lycans too?" I asked. An the other one this time replied. "No, the only lycan here is our king Aidan. We are all exiles. The weakling the others call a king exiled us here. Because of our nature. Our real nature. The others are tamed. They've tamed by their humane natures. We stay loyal to our original ways. We hunt. Don't cook." . I didn't know what to say in the face of his answer, but I still gathered my whole being and stood upright. "Is that so? You looked very happy while eating a burger. And you too. Fried potatoes were your favorite . If I am not wrong, you said it yourself." I said with a smug smirk on my face. They both started to scratch their heads and smiled awkwardly to me. And I giggled to their stupid faces. "So where did Aidan go?" I asked to them again. "Our king by his very nature can't eat human food. Eating human food bothers him, as he has long been fed on raw meat. That's why he hunts." one of them replied. And the other added, "Not only that. His instincts are different from ours. Much more intense.". After our conversation, I looked around a bit. I saw that it was a small restaurant. I asked Osta, who was our precious driver, to get a snack, and he kindly accepted my request. We all ate together and had small talks about their life style, Aklavik and Aidan for an hour. Once I finished my meal, I started walking towards the car. Just then, I felt a strong, hot breath tickling my neck, but this time I couldn't giggle. Although I was hesitant to turn my back at first, my curiosity overcame my fear and I turned with a sudden move. Aidan was standing completly naked in front of me, staring at me. Now, this is a sight to behold. Don't look at his thing. Don't look at his thing. Don't look at his thing.

I saw that there were drops of blood in some parts of his body. Against my will, an expression of concern appeared on my face. Very pleased with my expression, Aidan gently touched my face with the back of his hand and started stroking my cheek, then my forehead. I was relieved to realize that the blood was not his, and then I realized once again that Aidan was naked. Not only that. His body was so hot ,like literally, that steam was rising on him, especially from his shoulders and arms, as he stood naked in the cold air. I too was starting to feel hot from the blood that rushed to my cheeks out of embarrassment. I turned my head to the side and up. He cupped my face with both of his big hands and made me look at him. I felt so small and it made me uneasy. "No need to be shy. This body you see in front of you and the beast inside it that looks at you with admiration belongs to you. Just as you belong to us." he said. I felt that I was starting to blush even more with embarrassment with the words he said and my heart was about to explode with excitement too. No. I'm not going to surrender to this man, no matter how attractive he is. What he feels, mate bond, may be very important to him, but there is nothing that connects me to this monster. It's a completely one-sided thing, and he's dragging me along by force. If he expects me to love him and have feelings for him, as if there is no problem, as if I left my family behind on purpose, hell is he wrong. Two days ago he snatched me from my family as if I were an object. I can't fall in love with a scoundrel who only cares about how he feels. He keeps talking about how much he cares about me and how important I am to him and his, what, his beast, but the way he shows that affection is by kissing me against my will or dragging me somewhere with him. And this hell of a way to show is so wrong. And grabbing my hair and hurting me? What is he expecting for me to think after all that? Should've simple, half assed explanations covered all this? A mere apology isn't enough. I want my mom, my dad, my siblings and my life back. "Touch me." he said with a darkened lust in his eyes. "Excuse you?!" I retorted immediately. Then after a short growl, he took my hand and pressed my hand against his chest where his heart was beating. "It is getting too hard for me to contain myself. I need a release." he said as he started to breath deeply. I'm touching the chest of a naked and aroused beast. My dear Lord, protect me. 

As soon as my hand touched his skin, a mixture of pain and pleasure appeared on Aidan's face. He pressed me against the car and leaned over me. Even though I couldn't see it anymore, yes, I did peek, I could feel the hardening thing pressing against my belly. He didn't kiss me, but my face was still in his palms. I could hear and see his breathing quicken as his body touched mine. He was indeed aroused. "Look at the state I'm in before I can smell your true scent. And this scent mask that your family laid on you is the only thing keeping me sane right now. I should have thanked them." he said while he was panting heavily. "From the moment I realize that you are mine, I am holding myself to leave my mark on your delicate neck." he said and inhale deeply one more time. "But this is not the right place and time is not the right time." he sighed in defeat.

"Not now maybe. But soon." he released my face. "I bring what you need my king." said Osta. "Cut the shitstorm, Osta. We are not in a court anymore. And my f*****g father isn't here. So drop the formalities." Aidan replied. After Osta handed Aidan a few pieces of clothing and a pair of boots, smiling, he and the other man, whose name I still don't know, got into the front seat of the car and sat down. Me on the other hand was just staring blankly like an i***t. "You get in the car too. I don't want you to catch cold. I need you to be healthy." Aidan said and smirked. "Hmph!" I replied and started to walk to car like a brat. He just chuckled and started to put clothes on. A mere black turtleneck sweater and dark blue jean made him to look dashing.

After getting into the car, I looked out the window again and started to watch the scene. While thinking about what Aidan had told me, I was trying to guess what he was going to do to me once we got home of him. I waited helplessly, like prey waiting to be killed by its predator, unaware of what was to come.While thousands of things were swirling in my mind, a tear fell from my eye again with the mixture of fear and longing. With the heaviness of the cold air, I started to feel drowsy and my eyes were slowly closing as watching the snowflakes.