Rejected Desires
1731 Words
Dashing through the woods, bare-footed and with a fearfully pounding heart, was none other than Angelique.
The forest floor, a blur of ferns and fallen leaves rushed beneath her feet as she fled as the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves filled her nostrils, mingling with the metallic tang of fear.
Although being a wolf, she was merely a frail, weak omega, and so, her speed was far from impressive. Yet, never, for once, did she halt.
She wasn't insane – a short break would not only get her caught but also destroy her life.
Angelique didn't want that!
A life of being a s*x slave to such a man – constant violations, and limitless tears; she'd be damned to get caught.
“Mother!… Why! Why would you do such a thing?”
Those flawless yet slender legs of hers continuously ran through the forest, and despite how numerously her feet got pierced with pointy twigs, the pains were simply inexistent to her.
The pain of her heart was too overwhelming to acknowledge anything – her very own birth mother sold her as a s*x slave.
What did she possibly do to deserve such a cruel thing?
Yes – Angelique was aware her father was dead partly because of her, yet wasn't this sort of punishment excessive?
“Do…do you hate me this much?” With a throbbing heart, she rested her back on the barks of a large tree as multiple, yet massive, balls of tears unceasingly rolled down her cheeks.
“Dear Moon Goddess, am I undeserving of love and affection! Was I birthed to suffer painfully?” Angelique's soft wails were audible, and the henchmen of her supposedly new master were attentive enough to hear them.
“She's that way!”
Likewise, her once shut reddened and puffy eyes snapped open once a husky voice was heard – they were coming for her.
“Wh-what should I do?” Angelique tried to resume running, but unfortunately, the injuries her feet sustained were quite agonizing.
“s**t!” A low cuss elicited her lips, and her head swerved in that direction as a rustle was heard from some shrubs.
They were getting closer.
With a pounding heart, her pair of frightened yet beautiful teal-green eyes roamed around until they landed on a colossal, flashy building.
A second wasn't given before Angelique began limping, and headed for the building.
And soon, she beheld the most massive, flashy, and extravagant hotel any could imagine; she wondered how she had never come across it.
“Perhaps… I can lose those f*****g bastards in there” Thoughtfully, Angelique mumbled then began limping towards it.
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“Where the f**k did she run to?”
“Boss is going to kill us!”
“We can't lose that b***h!”
“s**t - spilt up!”
Afterward, countless retracting footsteps were heard, and Angelique heaved a gigantic sigh of relief.
In an entirely lightless room, did she find herself in an attempt to run away from her pursuers after thriving in sneaking into the glamorous hotel.
The interior design was beyond jaw-dropping, but there simply was no time to gawk admiringly at it.
Somehow, they also got in, and while trying to catch her, Angelique resorted to rushing into a room.
However, there wasn't a source of illumination, yet that was the least of her problems.
“I… might escape from those motherfuckers” A light smile crept up her lips as her pacing heart gradually became normal again.
“I'll stay here until the next morning, then after that…after that” the realization that her life had undergone a thorough change just dawned on her, and helplessly, she bit her lips hard.
Where would Angelique go from here? Surely, leaving this part of the Nation was definite, but thereafter, how was she going to survive?
Her train of thought abruptly came to a halt due to a creaking sound – a door had just been opened.
But which one?
Again, her heart rate heightened fearfully as another door, possibly that of a bathroom, opened, and someone emerged from it.
“Who is-”
The abrupt collision of her lips with another that tasted otherworldly got the she-wolf motionless.
Surprisingly, there wasn't a trace of shock in her soul and face, instead, there was a massive flow of excitement in those majestic eyes of hers.
“Open up” The masculinity, yet sexiness of his voice had effortlessly gotten Angelique submissive.
Her plush lips parted slowly, and he unhesitatingly claimed hers again, now shoving his tongue desirously into her mouth.
“Ah…!” it was crazy how sultry Angelique's first moan sounded, and his arms went ahead to bring her body closer to his.
In the darkness, she stood in the room of some stranger, kissing his unimaginable sweet lips ravishingly.
It was senseless of her, yet her body, for some reason, refused to act.
With every passing second, his lips devoured hers hungrily – his divine scent clouded her mind – and her body became numb.
Even her wolf was oddly quiet.
“f**k this…!” An inaudible moan escaped Angelique's lips once they parted from the kiss, but a second wasn't spared before her feet left the ground.
Now in his arms, her hands unintentionally went for his chest, which was utterly broad, and its width was insane.
Angelique was certain he didn't take two steps before her body was placed gently on a bed - The softness of it enveloped her like a cloud, a stark contrast to the hardness of towering figure's gaze.
Fortunately, mild rays of the moonlight seeped in through the window, shining down on them.
Angelique, underneath some Demigod of a stranger, was dumbfounded as his face became apparent.
Her cheeks turned beet red – unhidden, flustered by his incomprehensible handsomeness.
His piercing stare didn't for once leave the reddened face of the beautiful green-eyed underneath him.
Her slightly swollen lips strangely aroused him more, and as he leaned closer, his monstrous bulge caressed her exposed thighs.
Again,he slowly arrested her lips in his - the taste of his lingered on hers; a sweet, heady flavor that left her breathless
“Do… You want to do this?” His words' smoothness sounded far too charming for a mere mortal, as his right hand went straight to the crook of her neck.
Steadily, his face deceased upon her flawless neck, and at the sight of her extremely red ears, he smirked.
“Shall we continue?” the irregular pace at which her heartbeat was heard clearly by the handsome stranger while he awaited his answer - he needed consent from her. Badly.
“Y-Yes” Angelique stuttered, oddly certain about it.
A smirk played on his lips, before they parted, revealing his sharpened fangs.
“A-ah!” Angelique gasped once a sharp pain was felt at the crook of her neck followed by a trail or two of blood.
The pain lasted shortly, and afterwards, she felt the spot bitten hardening. Did he do what she thought he did?
Had she just gotten marked by a stranger?
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The intoxicating stench of venomous smoke filled her nostrils, and it succeeded in waking Angelique from her pleasant slumber.
Yet to regain consciousness wholly, violent coughs, caused by the clouds of smoke, erupted from her lips.
“What the hell…?” Steadily, her eyes parted as she sat upright on the bed and her right palm captured her nose – trying to stop her from inhaling such poison.
Ultimately, Angelique became aware of her surroundings, and at the realization she woke up on a bed, her eyes widened madly in shock.
Recollections of last night flooded her mind.
From being sold — escaping from such a toxic woman known as her mother into a magnificent hotel and…. Having intercourse with a stranger!
Balls of unease, sweat sharply formed on her forehead and her lips began quivering – what the f**k had she just done?
“Your name?”
The huskiness of his voice, and the familiarity it accompanied, got Angelique lifting her trembling eyeballs.
Once they fell on the figure of a fully yet elegantly clothed man, her jaw dropped.
Not at his presence, but his appearance – was it humanly possible for anyone to have such unimaginable features?
He was…drop-dead gorgeous.
Dwelling in his handsomeness automatically made Angelique forgetful of his question, and furiously, he frowned.
Regardless of her naked state, he could only gawk unimpressively at her, then let out a sigh.
Wordlessly, he tossed a packet containing tablets to her, and when it landed on the sheet she used to hide her nudity, Angelique's eyebrow furrowed questioningly.
“What…are these?” In an audible whisper, she questioned and instead of responding, he began moving towards the door.
He paused, then narrowed his eyes at her with jaw clenched in a tight line.
“What happened between us last night
was a shitty mistake – one that I'd surely regret for the rest of my life” He stood tall, his shoulders squared, as he delivered the rejection with voice was firm, laced with a hint of wist.
Again, he resumed his stroll to the door while Angelique simultaneously gaped at him and the tablet.
“A-a-are these… contraceptive pills?” she questioned with widened eyes and furrowed confused brows as her hands shakily held the packet.
Once more, a halt occurred then he heaved before glancing at the already teary dark-haired beauty.
“Look here…”
“My name's Angelique – Angelique Clarkson! Don't address me so measly” Rage was laced in her voice as her eyes accumulated tears profusely.
How could a man be this… insensitive?
“Very well then Miss Angelique Clarkson” Unexpectedly, he faced her fully, and withstanding the emotionlessness of his face, it was undeniable how stupidly breathtaking he was.
“I, Luciano Grave the Alpha King of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, a low-class, mere omega, Angelique Clarkson as my mate!”
And at his utterance, her eyes stung as tears welled up, her heart heavy with the weight of Luciano's rejection.
A sob got caught in her throat as she processed his words, her mind reeling with the implications yet she refused to drop a single tear in his presence.
Not in the presence of a devil.
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