You Wouldn't Dare

CHAPTER 2 - VIOLET

I was fooling myself. Of course, I couldn’t put it out of my mind that easily!

I was a mess. A shaking, anxiety-riddled mess. All afternoon I had gone

over and over the meeting in my mind, picking apart every tiny detail to find the

mistake, to see where I had given myself away. I knew Khaos would follow me.

Of course he would! Wolves would go to the end of the earth tracking their

mate’s scent, threatening to destroy anyone that stopped them.

My mate destroyed people for fun. There were rumours of him having

skinned people alive, another one that said he snapped the bones of the people

who had wronged him until they protruded through their skin. He would then

throw them to his vicious guard dogs and let them tear the bones out of their

joints.

I felt sick to my stomach. I had spent hours in our home office,

researching everything I could find on Khaos. He was adopted, his birth parents

unknown. He had killed his adoptive father, tearing him open piece by piece

until he was unrecognisable by anything other than dental records. His poor

mother was down the hall, too terrified to move or call for help, feeling

everything Khaos did to his mate via the mating bond, knowing that she was

next. The more I researched, the more my heart broke for this poor woman who

had no choice but to accept the inevitable. To know that the boy she had raised

had come to murder them both. The man was a born killer, problematic from

when he was a teenager. Rumour has it he is looking for his adoptive parents

wherever they may be, and the Moon Goddess only knew what he had in store

for them.

I stood in my bridal ball gown, all virginal white and lacy. My mother

had once again decided we needed another fitting.

It had to be perfect.

She had forced the dressmaker to take it in numerous times and I was

already struggling to breathe against the fitted corset, which wasn’t helping with

my current anxiety issues. I held my hand to my chest as I drew in some deep,

calming breaths. Get yourself together, Violet. He’s not here! I repeated to

myself over and over, feeling fairly relaxed when there was a knock at the door.

“Come in!” I called out and smiled brightly when I saw Logan enter.

“Wow,” he grinned, checking me over from head to toe, “you look

absolutely stunning.”

It wasn’t conceited to say that this dress completely complimented me. It

pushed my breasts up high, made my waist tiny, flared around my hips to give the impression I had the perfect hourglass figure.

It took its toll on my body though - the boned corset would bruise my

skin as it dug into me, the weight of the dozens of diamonds on the skirt would

make my hips ache, the ridiculous heels had my feet bleeding. “Beauty is pain,”

my mother would tell me. “I told you to run more often, Violet; you need to

cinch that waist!” Amanda would look glamorous on her deathbed, there was no

bigger priority in her life than being thin and pretty - the only area I think I

disappointed her was the fact that where her body was flat and toned, mine was

curvy and soft. Well, this was the only area of my life that disappointed her until

Khaos came crashing in. Don’t think about that, Violet, I warned myself, she

doesn’t know about him!

“What are you doing here?” I asked, returning my attention back to

Logan and away from my problematic mate issue.

“I came to see how you are - you’ve not been answering my texts.”

I checked my phone, seeing the eleven missed calls and two texts. “I’m

sorry! Time ran away from me. With everything that’s been going on, I just

needed some freedom.”

Logan grabbed my waist and pulled me close, his forehead resting

against mine. I breathed in his familiar scent. My heart dropped as I realised that

although his scent brought me comfort, it no longer had the ability to fire my

body up. He placed small kisses on my closed eyelids, the tip of my nose and

eventually a tiny peck to my lips. Usually, I would pull him closer, initiating

more and he would be happy to oblige, but today I felt nothing. I wrapped my

arms around his neck and burst into tears. We both knew that this was ending,

but we had both been content with the fact that I would find my mate and be

happy elsewhere. It was all such a mess.

“Hey, what’s all of this? Please don’t cry, Violet, I thought you were

okay with all of this? You might not even find your mate at the ball, and so

you’ll still have your freedom.” I cried harder as Logan continued to comfort

me. I had spent an hour showering, removing the scent of Khaos from my body,

so Logan would have no idea I had already met my disaster waiting to happen. I

knew he wouldn’t pick up on the faint traces that were left. No matter how hard I

had tried, Khaos had imprinted upon me, changing me forever.

In a moment of defiance, I raised my head and kissed Logan, hard. I

prised his lips open with my tongue, my hands sliding into his hair and tugging

at the root, pressing his body against mine. I felt his instant response, his c**k

growing hard against me, his breathing becoming laboured.

I felt nothing.

He wrapped his arms around me, starting me as he walked me backwards, pushing me gently down into the chair as he knelt between my legs,

sucking on my neck as his hands groped my chest.

I felt nothing.

“Violet, stop!” My wolf howled, coming to life for the first time since we

had left the lake.

“Disgusting man! Not mate!”

“Stand up,” I commanded and almost ripped his jeans undone. His huge

cock sprang forwards, his pre-c*m dripping from the end. I watched as he fisted

the base, slowly pumping up and down, and opened my mouth slightly. He

rubbed his c**k along my lips and still, I felt nothing. Usually, at this point, I

would beg for him to throat f**k me, to dominate me in every way. I had

pleaded for s*x for months and he had always turned me down, respecting my

mother’s wishes that I remain pure for my mate.

My mate. Khaos.

I shook all thoughts of Khaos from my mind once more and concentrated

on Logan. I grabbed his balls in my hand, gently kneading them, and opened my

mouth further. I grabbed his arse and pulled him closer, forcing him down my

throat until my lips touched his base. I stuck my tongue out and ran it along his

length as I choked on him, causing him to moan with the vibrations. I took his

hands and placed them on either side of my head, letting him know I wanted him

to take control and f**k my face.

Which he did.

He thrust his hips against me over and over, tears streaming from my

eyes as I struggled to breathe, and still, I felt nothing. He pulled my hair as he

continued to pump into my mouth and I looked up at him, seeing him close to

losing control. Seeing him so turned on would usually have my p***y throbbing.

Any other time I would push a hand between my legs to rub my aching c**t as I

gagged on his c**k.

Logan groaned my name, and I knew he was close. I gagged on his c**k

again, my throat contracting around him. I reached my hand up and dug my

fingers into his chest, raking them down his body, leaving a trail of nasty looking

welts.

He loved it.

His entire body tensed and hot gushes of his c*m shot down my throat

once, twice, three times. He pulled out of my mouth with a pop, wiping the

remaining c*m around my lips, growling as he watched my tongue lick it off.

“Your turn,” he purred, pulling me to my feet. He gave me a sweet kiss,

pressing close to my body so I could feel how erratic his heart was beating. He

locked his foot around my calf, gently knocking my knees out from under me, cradling me as he laid me down on the floor. He climbed on top of me, using the

palm of his hands to prop himself up as he stared at my body with lust-filled

eyes.

“You’re so sexy in this dress, Violet. I know you’re not mine to keep, but

you’ve no idea what it does to me to know I’ve had you in your bridal ball gown.

That whatever wolf you go to will be able to smell us together.  I’ll always have

that over him; you’ll always have been mine first.”

His hand ran up my skirt, brushing along my thigh until he found my

panties. If he noticed that I wasn’t wet, he said nothing, I think he was too far

gone to realise.

“Moon Goddess, I need to take you tonight, Violet. I need to feel your

tight p***y wrapped around my c**k, feeling you tense up and draw me in

deeper as I take your virginity. I can’t wait any longer…” He started frantically

pushing up my dress whilst at the same time pulling my panties to the side. I

tried to push my legs together, beginning to panic at the feral look on his face.

He lowered his body over mine, trapping me underneath him, using his hips to

keep my legs apart. His head crashed down to deliver sloppy, uncontrolled kisses

to my lips, his hand reaching between our legs so he could fist his c**k once

more and position it against the opening of my p***y.

I bit down hard on his lower lip, tasting his blood in my mouth. His head

flew back in shock and my hand shot up to deliver a stinging slap across his

cheek.

“Logan, what the f**k do you think you’re doing?” The shadows in his

eyes disappeared, and he blinked down at me a few times.

“s**t, Violet, I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” He jumped off me, extending

his hand to pull me to my feet. I accepted, reluctantly.

“It just drives me insane to think these are our last few days together -

You’re all I’ve ever wanted; I can’t stand the thought of you being taken away

from me. I love you.”

There it was. The three words I had longed to hear once upon a time. Yet,

as was becoming a clear flaw in my system, I felt nothing.

“Logan I--”

All Hell broke loose around us.

Alarms sounded, people were screaming, pups were yapping and

frantically looking for their parents.

We were under attack.

Logan grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bedroom toward the

safe room. All women and children were to remain locked up whilst the threat

was present - I knew this pissed some people off, there were women here who could defeat even the strongest of males but... my mother. As if I even needed to

say anything else.

I was just about to turn into the direction of the safe room when I heard a

voice that made my blood run cold and my feet come to a grinding halt.

“Where is she?” That deep, hypnotic voice vibrated around the entire

pack compound.

He had found me.

My wolf came instantly to life, jumping for joy at the thought of him

coming for her, claiming her. She had been sulking all afternoon, making her

unhappiness well known with her wailing cries and her huffing and puffing.

With a will of its own, my body turned towards the sound of his voice,

my legs becoming weak and shaky. Logan grabbed my shoulders and shook me,

trying to get me to pay attention to him. I shot him a murderous glance, my head

straining to look over his shoulder and find the dominating figure of my mate.

I didn’t want to see him. I needed to see him.

“Violet, what are you doing?!” He all but screamed at me, “do you know

who that is?”

I wasn’t listening. My eyes had caught sight of him through the window.

His chest bare, his muscles rippling with every move he made.

“Entire pack houses are on fire, Violet! You need to move!” Logan

shoved me back, but my feet remained where they were.

“Khaos,” I whispered, and his head turned in my direction. He grinned

wickedly, his eyes lighting up when he saw me, his face softening ever so

slightly. He sent me a small wink. I groaned softly, becoming weak-kneed at that

small action meant just for me. His soft look turned to a frown, a nasty growl

rippling through him when he noticed Logan by my side, touching me, pleading

with me.

He pointed in my direction and two massive, hulking soldiers came

bursting through the doors, one seizing Logan, the other roughly grabbing my

wrist and dragging me outside.

Khaos met my eyes the minute I was in front of him, casting the same

spell over me he had done the moment I met him. He scowled at the soldier

when he noticed he was touching me, growling out a fierce warning. They

dropped my wrist before he had even finished his growl.

Khaos raised his hand and made a come-hither motion with his finger,

and I could not stop my body from responding, my feet moving of their own

accord towards him. I had barely gone two steps when my dad seized me,

pulling me close and breaking the spell. I looked around me and gasped.

There was smoke everywhere. I could see flames licking away at the houses, burning them to the ground. Khaos must have brought his entire army of

warriors as all of our men were on their knees, hands bound and tied behind their

backs.

“Hello, little one,” Khaos called out softly, looking at no one but me. I

shivered at the sensual way his words echoed in my mind. I didn’t want to, but I

couldn’t help but look up through my lashes at him.

He was so handsome, so undeniably sexy. He called to me on every

level. All I could focus on was him, the world seeming to shrink until it was just

the two of us, safely cocooned in our own little world built just for us two. He

smiled again, holding out his hand to me.

I went weak.

It took every ounce of control I had not to throw myself into his arms. I

could already feel his touch, my skin tingling with desire.

I forced my gaze away from him, ignoring the way the hairs stood up on

the back of my neck as he gave a warning growl that stemmed from

disappointment in me. I swallowed hard as I made myself look around at the

compound and noticed for the first time the bodies on the floor, the blood

pooling around them.

How many men had we lost tonight? How had he attacked this quickly?

“Come here,” he demanded softly, but I just shook my head, unable to process

everything that was happening. He smiled gently, his eyes shining bright with an

emotion I couldn’t quite place. He seemed to have infinite patience with me,

recognising that this was difficult.

It wasn’t something I had expected from him. He wasn’t supposed to act

this way. He was supposed to be domineering, ordering me around. I could fight

against that. What I couldn’t fight against was the loving way he looked at me,

as though I was already his reason for living, his entire universe.

It was almost more than I could bear. How could I deny that soft, open

look that promised so much and demanded so little?

He had such a profound effect on me that once again, everything else

seemed to fade away until it was just us. My breath came in heaving gasps as it

became more difficult to breathe, my skin tingling with a fierce awareness of this

man. Only moments ago, I had been staring at the destruction he had caused, and

now all I wanted was to throw myself into his waiting arms.

“Violet!” my mother shrilled, “Do you know this... this beast?”

“Are you going to share the joyful news, or shall I?” I shook my head

again, silently pleading with my eyes for him not to do this. He took no mercy

on me. “I’ve come for my mate - and I’m not leaving without her.” He gave me

yet another wink and I turned my head away, determined not to fall for him again. I looked at Logan and he glared at me, the hurt shining in his eyes.

“She’s not going anywhere, and certainly not with you,” he bit out.

Khaos laughed at him, eyeing him up from head to toe and shook his head,

giving a soft chuckle before turning back in my direction as he replied: “Go on,

I’ll bite. Why wouldn’t my mate be leaving with me? Who are you to stop her?”

“I’m her lover,” he hissed back.

Shit.

Fuck.

Khaos’ face turned murderous. He slowly turned around and approached

Logan.

“Repeat that,” he demanded in a low voice. I saw Logan stumble,

swallowing down the lump in his throat.

“I said--” he didn’t get to finish. Khaos snatched his throat in his hand,

squeezing tightly until Logan’s face turned purple.

“Violet,” he bit out, not looking in my direction. “You leave with me

now and I promise everyone who is currently unharmed will stay that way.

You’ll forget this pack and everyone in it and make a new life with me.”

“No!” I shouted back, ignoring the stab of pain that struck me. “f**k you

and f**k your entire pack. I’m going nowhere!” Khaos dug his claws into

Logan’s neck, beads of blood beginning to appear under his nails. He raised his

other hand and clicked his fingers, soldiers immediately responding to the

demand. My parents were seized, and knives held to their throats.

“If you don’t come with me willingly in the next thirty seconds, I will

kill everyone you have ever loved and force you to watch as they take their last,

painful breath - starting with lover boy here. If I have to force you into this

decision, you will regret it. As soon as we get to my pack, you’ll be locked away

with the rest of the traitors, released as and when I want you and only then. If

you come of your own accord, I will spare everyone and grant you your freedom

anywhere within the pack compound. The clock is ticking.”

I looked around at everyone, seeing the desperation in my mother’s eyes,

my dad’s pride as he resigned himself to his fate, Logan kicking his legs as

Khaos raised him above his head, slowly strangling him to death.

There wasn’t a choice.

My mother had schooled me well on my duty to this pack. I couldn’t let

our entire leadership die tonight. It wasn’t the duty I had been expecting to

undertake, but yet, here I was.

My mother’s reputation could withstand this. I wasn’t willingly leaving. I

was being taken. Abducted.

She would be safe. There could be no retribution for this, it wasn’t her fault.

“Fifteen seconds, little one. If your lover can hold out that long...”

“Fine!” I shot out. “Fine! I’ll come with you, just spare my family!” He

threw Logan away from him, sending him flying into the wall at least five feet

away. He snapped his fingers together once more and walked towards me.

Before I could react, I was thrown over his shoulder and he marched me away

from my family without so much as a goodbye, his soldiers staying behind to

carry out whatever orders they were left with to finish things off.

He opened the door of the waiting car and roughly shoved me into the

passenger seat before he walked round to the driver’s side and shot off down the

road.

“You arsehole!” I screamed at him. “You didn’t even let me say

goodbye!” He just shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s not important.”

“Not important?! They’re my family! My friends! I love them!” He

slammed on the breaks, sending me flying into the dashboard. He reached out to

roughly snatch my chin and forced me to look at him.

“Love?” He growled, and for the first time, I was genuinely scared of

what he might do to me. “Do not, ever, speak to me of love. I’m your fucking

mate and after leaving you for one afternoon, I come back to find you reeking of

another f*****g man. I can smell his disgusting seed on your breath. I swear,

Violet, if I catch his scent anywhere else on your body tonight, I will not be

responsible for my actions.” I pushed his hand away, slightly surprised at how

easily he let me go. I was breathing hard as he calmly started the car again.

“You disgust me, you know that? I think I made my rejection of you

clear this afternoon. I’m free to f**k whoever I want!”

“Don’t push me, Violet, I’m warning you.”

“I’m not scared of you.”

“You should be.”

I scoffed, “you’re nothing without your henchmen, Khaos.” He just

laughed at me.

“You and I both know that’s not true sweet cheeks. Now tell me what I

have to do to get you to be quiet for five minutes whilst I remember the

directions out of here?” I crossed my arms and turned my body away from him.

He laughed again.

“I’m looking forward to our first night together more and more every

minute. Your pathetic show of defiance won’t last long.”

“f**k you!”

“That’s the plan.”

“You’re disgusting. I won’t be sleeping with you tonight or any other

night.”

“I didn’t say we would be sleeping,” I didn’t even bother responding to

that.

“You look extremely sweet in your dress. What was the occasion?” I

looked at him with a sickly-sweet smile.

“Oh, this old thing? We had it made for my special ball – surely you’ve

heard about it? It’s been all anyone can talk about recently! Why did you think I

ran away from you this afternoon? I had a dress appointment. After all, this is

what I would have been wearing when I announced Logan as my choice mate.”

His knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel. I kept pushing my

luck. “Logan knew this dress was for him, and the significance behind it. He

couldn’t wait to rip it from my body and take what I had been saving for him.

You interrupted what was looking to be a very promising first night. You know

how it is with young love, we just couldn’t wait until the official ceremony!”

Khaos pulled the car to a slow stop, unbuckled my seat belt, and pulled

me onto his lap as he pushed his seat back to make room for me. He pushed his

hips up into mine and I felt his arousal press through his jeans and rub against

my core. I clenched as I felt the familiar heat rush through my body. He seemed

completely unfazed at my attempt to anger him.

“Are you telling me you’re a virgin, Violet?” He asked innocently, his

eyes blazing. “Poor Logan won’t be the one to take what’s mine, and this dress

will not be ripped off you. Tonight, I will savour every moment of undoing this

corset, revealing your ravishing body inch by golden inch.” He pressed his lips

against my neck, and I couldn’t help but rock my hips against him slightly,

willing to do anything to relieve this ache between my legs.

“Tonight, I will make you mine in every way possible, breaking through

the barrier into your tight, virgin p***y, feeling you clench around my c**k. I’ll

be the only man you’ll ever know from this moment on. I plan on cumming

everywhere and ridding you of the scent of that pathetic wolf. I can’t wait to see

this smart mouth of yours filled with my c**k and c*m. Like it or not, from this

day forward, you belong to me and I will own you, even if I have to force you.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” I bit back, meeting his gaze with a fierce,

determined look of my own.

“Try me, little one.”