The Gifted Who Was Rejected

CHAPTER 3

LUCEN

It's been three days since that incident, and I still can't stop myself from thinking about that woman.

"Who was she?" I wondered, staring at the ceiling where I lay, replaying that night over and over.

I can never forget her black soaking hair, her brown eyes, her perfect body shape lined through her wet dress.

"f**k," I sighed, reminiscing about the s*x.

Her dominance over me, her beautiful body towering over mine when she boldly held me down, reaching for my c**k.

The way she rolled her waist over my rod, like she's been expecting my arrival.

I can't forget the pleasure, the depth, the wetness from her body... "Why can't I get you out of my mind?!" I groaned, feeling helpless.

What happened that night, shouldn't have occurred.

I worked so hard to keep myself from ever sleeping with another woman, but that girl... She just pinned me down like she owned me!

The fire in her eyes when she felt my c**k slip into her... Argh!

She left me hanging right when I was going to c*m.

I felt like holding her back but she fled at that very moment, forcing me to finish the job alone.

Since then, I've been going around the pack, asking for this woman who inflicted me with this hunger. But it seems no one could recognize her from my descriptions.

"Maybe she's not from around here. Just a strange lady passing by," I assumed, finding a reasonable closure that will end this torment.

But when the wolf has tasted something as good as that, then it's going to take ages for it to find rest.

That girl don't know what she has done. She has awaken my Wolf's cravings for i*********e.

Until I find her and finish what she started, I can not be at peace, nor will I be able to focus on my main goal.

"If I have the chance to see her again, I'll make sure she pays dearly for her actions," I groaned, shutting my eyes.

Just then, my phone began to ring.

I turned my head to the side and reached for it, only to see it was from my cousin.

His call brought discomfort to me, but it's what I've been waiting for.

So, I answered it.

"Where are you? The party just started."

"I'm on my way," I said, rising to my feet.

I was already dressed and didn't need anything else. So, I exited my residence, got into my car, and drove off.

After driving for long, I finally arrived at the destination—Alpha Dante's mansion—standing outside, looking at all the guests trooping in.

Just days ago, he got engaged to the most admirable being every male wolf has craved and struggled to get. Now today, he's finally getting married to her.

A wedding no one wants to miss, not even me.

I went into the mansion and joined the exciting crowds, as they talked about Alpha Dante's bride, calling her beautiful.

"I heard she used her powers to stop the rain so everyone could head home that night."

"I heard her feet weren't touching the ground. She was moving like a spirit."

Their words added to my curiosity.

I can't wait to see this gem with my own two eyes.

"Hello, handsome," a group of pretty ladies came up to me, lustfully hovering their gazes around my body.

"You don't look like you're from around here. What's your name?" one asked, drawing near, attempting to touch me.

"Don't you dare," I snapped, frightening the women with my tone.

They immediately drew back and apologized, walking away with regrets.

This is not the first or hundredth time a woman would try to seduce me. It happens all the time, and I've come to hate it.

Only one lady came close and she did it in one night, disappearing out of my sight.

"This is why I hate occasions," I groaned, looking around from my spot, searching for my cousin.

"Once a b***h lays her eyes on you, she immediately wants you in between her legs. They need to understand that I am nothing like the..." Suddenly, I froze.

My heart skipped at the sight of a presence I thought I'd never see again.

"Am I dreaming?" My inside stirred as I kept my eyes fixed on one particular beauty who just walked into the mansion.

"It's her," my eyes widened as I recognized the strange wet lady who ran away from me.

Even my wolf is vibrating uncontrollably. It never forgets an unfinished meal.

The last time my wolf acted this way with a woman, I almost ripped her legs apart. She couldn't bare my energy and fled away in fear.

Luckily, I already released every sweet semen out to the floor before she ran away.

Since then, I stopped going after another woman. Not because I fear they'll get hurt. No... I stopped for a different reason.

But now, someone else has ignited that fire again.

"I found you," I said with pleasure flowing inside my body, having a good look at this mysterious beauty.

Unlike that night, she was looking really beautiful in the dark green dress she wore, with her flowing black hair resting on her shoulders.

I never thought I'd look at a woman one day and go Wow at her appearance. Today would be the first, and this mysterious damsel earned it.

I noticed how she looked uncomfortable, trying to stay away from the guests nearby.

"Seems someone doesn't like being in a gathering, just like me," I smirked, planning to approach her.

Before I could take a step, I was immediately grabbed by the shoulder by a hand, forcing me to turn around and see Alpha Dante.

He stared at me with a smirk, saying, "It's about time you showed up, cousin."

Fuck, why now?!

"Nice to see you again, cousin," I greeted back, forcing a smile.

"Welcome!" He laughed, pulling me in for an embrace.

I wasn't comfortable with the hug, but gave in anyway.

Yes, we are related, but I never really viewed him as my family. Let's just say I don't like him.

"What in heaven's name are you wearing?" He mocked, taking the hem of my top like it's rag.

"Don't tell me you're still in that childish habit of yours?" He scoffed, swaying his head.

I really didn't have time for his nonsense and wanted my space.

My whole mind was on that mysterious lady, but thanks to Dante, I lost sight of her.

"Damn it!" I groaned, my hand brushing right behind my neck.

"What's the matter? Who are you looking for? Is it someone special?" Dante teased, expecting an answer.

"It's nothing," I lied, glancing over at that spot in hopes of catching a glimpse of her again.

But she's gone.

"Come along. A man of your class shouldn't be with these people. Even though your dressing makes you look like one," He mocked, leading the way.

I had no choice but to follow my cousin into a private corner meant for those with high class.

After all, he invited me to his wedding and I accepted.

"You still haven't dropped this habit of yours, Lucen. How long will you pretend to be... this?" He questioned, attacking my apparel for the third time.

"What's wrong with this?" I questioned with a look of disdain, crossing my arms.

"What's wrong?" He scoffed, looking around at his fancy guests, who had their eyes on me, with their mouths swelling into laughter.

"This is the cloth of a poor man, Lucen. A man like yourself shouldn't be wearing this. Not just any man, but an Alpha for that!"

"Can you keep it down?!" I whispered, shushing him immediately.

But Dante wouldn't listen. He glared at me and said, "This game of yours needs to end. You're no longer than young pup with no sense, Lucen."

His words got on my nerves, but I held it in because of his guest.

"If your father were alive today, I bet he'd have told you to learn from me. I mean look at me, Cousin," Dante smiled proudly, showing off his wedding apparel.

"I'm going to be a free man soon. But you..." He tsked like he was sorry for me.

"I feel sorry for you, Cousin," He said, patting me on the shoulder.

I know what exactly he means, and it only fueled my hate for him even more.

Yes, I'm an Alpha just like my cousin. Our fathers are brothers. But I am completely different from my cousin.

I harbor so many habits like going in disguises to be safe whenever I'm visiting another land. Unlike my cousin who thinks my disguises are child's play. He believes in showing off your status and power wherever you go.

He was loved not only by his parents, but by my own father. He always made me look like the useless son, making my father compare me with him non stop.

I hated him so much and always wanted to stay away from him. But there's one thing that stands as a reminder that we're from the same family and the same blood.

The curse from the moon.

A terror that was passed down from our grandfather, to our fathers, and now to us.

A curse our grandfather brought upon the family when he took over an enemy pack and mated with a woman from his enemy's land, against her will.

He didn't know she wasn't ordinary. She was different, a witch as described. And in her rage, she cursed the male in my grandfather's generation with endless hunger for the female's pleasure hole, until they breath their last when the fifth blood moon arise.

Our grandfather and fathers were horny wolves who had many women by their sides to quench their thirst, while searching for a cure to their problem.

But they witnessed all five bloody moons in their own time, and they died a miserable and painful death.

I can never forget how my father almost ran insane when he saw the final moon.

His fifth sign was my first moon.

That was the first time I ever laid my eyes on a blood moon. It felt eerie.

Then, I never believed in the curse because I was never around my parents.

That's until I witnessed my father screaming and running away from an invisible force, which choked him and squeezed his heart till he coughed out a mouth full of blood.

It was a terrifying scene I never forgot, because at that very moment when he gave up the ghost, a voice had whispered to me, saying I was next.

That's when my wolf grew a sudden sharp craving for s*x. And when I had my first ever thirst, I almost killed the poor lady.

So for years, I forced myself to stay away from women while looking for a solution to this problem.

That's when we found out that the cure to ending this curse lies in the Goddess's gifted one.

Whoever that succeeds in marking her and keeping her close forever, won't just receive divine powers to rule, but will be cured from any illness and from any curse.

Since then, I have been searching for the gifted one, only for my cousin to proudly invite me to his mating ceremony with the divine one.

A news that crushed me deeply, forcing me to come down here and see if truly he found her.

But after seeing the arrangements and my cousin's big smiles, I can't help but feel defeated.

Dante found her before me.

How did he do it?

"Learn from me, Lucen," He spoke with pride, arms stretched out like he's waiting on the heavens to lift him high.

"No stress. Just being myself... And now I'm getting married to the most beautiful soul to ever walk this ground. The Goddess's gift."

"Lucky you," I rolled my eyes, tired of his endless bragging.

Damn, I hate him.

"Don't feel bad, Lucen. When your time finally comes, Linda and I will visit your grave every year. We'll see to it that your pack is taken care of right under my control," He grinned, already making plans to take over my pack once I'm dead.

I faked a smile while suppressing my bitterness.

"Indeed you're lucky. So... are you going to introduce me to your bride or will I have to wait till the wedding is over?" I asked, since that was one of my main reasons for coming to this occasion.

On hearing my question, Dante laughed and said, "The second option."

He cackled.

"Can't risk my bride slipping away from me," He patted me on the shoulder, indirectly saying he won't let anyone see his bride until he has marked her.

I hummed, acting like I didn't understand what he meant.

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Soon, the wedding began and the security around the mansion became tight.

My proud ass cousin wants to make sure his wedding goes smoothly without any disruption.

He's marrying a damsel from the heavens. Of course the wedding must be perfect.

Where I sat, watching Dante and his bride recite their vows, I noticed something weird about my cousin's mate that didn't seem right.

I couldn't place my finger on it. There's something off about her.

"If anyone has anything to say, speak now or forever hold your..."

"I don't think we need that part. There's no one who would want to stand against our union," Dante bragged to the elders, smiling at his bride.

His words got everyone chuckling like he said something really funny.

Just as the elders were about to honor this wish, "I have something to say," a voice interrupted, gaining everyone's attention.

Turning to see who was speaking, my heart skipped.

"It's her," I recognized the strange lady again, standing on the aisle with seriousness washed all over her body.

"What's she doing?" I wondered, noticing how most of the guests glared at her, yelling at her to leave.

"This brat?"

"Where are the guards? Get this tramp out of here!"

It was clear that a lot of people knew her. And when I mean a lot, I mean Dante as well.

He didn't look pleased to see her either.

The weird chemistry between them... Do they know each other?

"Who allowed this woman into this wedding?!" Someone in the crowd snapped, getting other guests to yell at the mysterious lady.

She wasn't moved by the people's rage. Instead, she stood her ground and said, "This wedding can't take place."

"And why?" Dante questioned, his voice laced with annoyance.

Then she replied, fixing her eyes on the bride, "Your bride is lying to you. She's no chosen one. She's a fraud!"

"WHAT?!" Everyone gasped, mumbling over this accusation.

"A fraud?" The elders chorused, dropping their eyes on the stunned bride.

This accusation really got to me.

I mean no one in their right sense will walk up to the altar and accuse the bride of being a fraud without any evidence.

"Unless..." I stared at this serious beauty, noticing how unshaken she was.

Her boldness said it all.

She has proof against Dante's bride.