Secrets Of A Scorned Woman

Can't Go Back

My will power kept on withering away as his hand slowly moved upwards, the tingles shooting into my core causing me to crave his touch. Before I can resist him anymore he takes his other hand and grabs a handful of hair pulling me to him. The moment our lips meet I know I am done for, forbidden or not I wanted this male, mated or not I would have him. I know it may be so f*****g wrong but it felt so damn right, the way his lips melted into mine or the way his hand fit perfectly in between my legs not even my own cheating ass mate could make me feel the way this man was by just kissing me. My mate bond was done for and us being chosen mates it shouldn’t hurt him as when he was with her I didn’t feel s**t. Was I really about to do this? Yes, yes I was. Suddenly the hand that was slowly making its way to my p***y decided to grasp my ass and pull me onto his lap, my legs wrapped around him as he stood against the counter. Our lips never leave each other, not even to breathe. He takes his hand out of my hair and begins to unbutton the shirt I had on following his actions. I do the same. 

“Are you ok with this” his voice pleading with me to say yes as I open my mouth to tell him hell yes I’m stopped by a knock on the door. “f**k” jumping out of his arms I fix myself. I was in complete and utter bliss that is until I heard her voice.

“Damien, I need to talk to you about Malcolm and Lily.” His face goes colorless before facing me.

“I swear Lily I don’t know why she is here I won’t answer the door if you don’t want me too.” He looks so helpless at this moment that I can’t help myself when I lean over to capture his lips once again. 

“Just make sure to come tell me everything, then we’ll finish what we started.” “I wink before shifting into Cleo and running out the back doggy door that Damien installed but not before noticing him turn beet ass red, Cleo gave a wolfly grin proud of how we made him look and act. 

‘That’s a promise’ Cleo mindlinked me ‘ Forbidden or not Lily he just feels so right.’ She says surprising me as the relationship between mates is sacred. I guess with what he did to us he has lost the support of both of us as well as the bond we once shared. That is what happens when you betray the one you chose to be yours forever. I know what I just did is not right but something inside tells me differently, and that I cannot ignore any longer. Doesn't matter, I can’t go back now it already happened and to be honest I want it to happen again and again only next time I want to do things to that male that no other she wolf could ever think of doing. ‘Let’s go fifty shades of Lily on his ass’ Cleo says before bursting out a wolf-like laugh as I sit inside our subconscious completely and utterly embarrassed by my horny ass wolf. WE are so distracted that we don’t hear our name being called before it’s too late, a pain shoots through me that feels like hell itself is setting me on fire. I look to see Damien running towards me, tears streaming from his eyes, then trying to find the source of my pain. I see my white fur is now red, red from all our blood. Not able to go any further I collapse  Damien starts to scream at onlookers for help before scooping me into his arms and running to the hospital Leo appears out of nowhere following us. 

“What happened?” Leo says to Damien, anger clear in his voice.

“She was shot heading to the pack house from my home, I couldn't see the shooter. Can you go back and see if any smell or anything stands out to you.'' He respectfully answers Leo before placing me on what seems to be a bed of some sort. I can’t hear Leo’s response as I am fading into darkness so fast, I hear Cleo telling me to be strong and not give up but my will power isn’t listening to her as I close my eyes and drift away into the darkness of what seems like hell.

I wake up inside a dark room, nothing is here except for me and Lily. She sits there with her head on her paws as I try to talk to her but to no avail. My body is numb, my head is achy trying to piece together what the hell happened all I remember is kissing Damien and leaving but nothing after. Wherever I am I feel like my soul is withering away, I need to get the hell out of here. 

“My child,” a beautiful woman with creamy colored skin and beautiful white hair appears, “we have so much to discuss before I give you the option to go back or not.” Dread fills me with that statement, who in the hell was this woman and what did she want with me?