Marked For His Pleasure

The morning sun pierced through the window, and the golden rays of light fell on the peaceful young lady whose eyes were slightly open as she stared at the ceiling, a smile curving onto her lips. The previous night had been more than a rollercoaster for her. Alpha Damian had marked her and claimed her as his mate. Last night, they had gone on different rounds, and Alpha Damian had made love to her as if his whole life depended on it. He had even marked her neck. After all, she was his mate. With a smile still on her lips, Daisy slid out of bed and immediately made her way to the dressing mirror in her room. She tucked some strands of hair behind her ears, bit her lower lip, and stared at her reflection, recalling how Damian had moaned her name in plea and dug his hands into her skin in a rough yet passionate manner. Daisy was about to lift her hair to stare at the mating mark on her neck when the door to her room suddenly swung open. Megan, Daisy’s best friend who’s a warrior of the pack, stepped inside, arms crossed and her face twisted into a scowl as she glared at her with obvious disgust. “What the hell do you think you’re doing here?” she demanded. The face of Daisy twisted in confusion as she arched her brows. “Hey, Megan, what’s up with your question? Besides, come have a seat. I have a whole lot of things to tell you,” Daisy exclaimed, rushing over to Megan’s side. She grabbed her hands, trying to pull her further into the room. Since they had been best friends since childhood, Daisy felt so delighted that she wanted to share every detail of the wonderful night she had with Alpha Damian. Megan swiftly shoved Daisy’s hands away, glaring at her with lethal rage. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? How the hell did you even get into my mate’s room, and who the f**k are you?” “Huh? Megan? Why the ridiculous question?” Daisy asked with a playful smirk. “Lady, I’ll ask for the last time, unless you want to meet my wrath. Who the f**k are you, and who sent you here?” “Come on, Megan, it’s me, Daisy Ashford, soon to be Luna of Nightveil Pack. By the way, why are you trying to scare me? Did you have a rough night?” “Soon to be Luna? How dare you? I’m the future Luna of this pack!” Megan spat, fists clenched, teeth grinding. Her eyes were as cold as the heart of winter, burning with fury. “You’re a f*****g imposter trying to take my place, and you will pay for that, you…” Before Megan could finish, four guards stepped into the room and rushed over to Daisy, instantly grabbing her hands. Alpha Damian followed, approaching Megan. He took her right hand, lifted it to his lips, and planted a long, gentle kiss on her knuckles. “Darling, I’ve already told you I’ll deal with this lady and find out who the hell sent her to my chamber dressed like that,” Alpha Damian said with a smile. He withdrew Megan’s hand from his lips, leaned closer, and kissed her lips. Stunned! Daisy thought, ‘Is this a dream? Why is… why is Megan smiling while kissing my mate?’ Her heart shattered into fragments as she gasped for breath, eyes wide and stomach twisting in rage and confusion. Her legs suddenly went weak, threatening to give way beneath her. “Damian, why are the guards holding me? Besides, what kind of sick game is this? Why are… why are you kissing Megan? And Megan, don’t you know your place? Just because you’re my friend doesn’t give you the right to do whatever you want with my mate!” Daisy shouted, struggling against the guards. The harder she fought, the tighter their grips became. Megan leaned away from the kiss, scoffing, rolling her eyes, and shaking her head. “Who sent you to…” “Darling, don’t stress yourself. I’ll do the questioning,” Alpha Damian interjected, giving a gentle caress to Megan’s cheek. He then turned his gaze to Daisy, his amber eyes glittering with cold rage. “Lady, I’m only going to question you once, so I need an answer.” Daisy became instantly dumbfounded. “Wait! Befo… before you even go ahead with your questions, I want to know why the hell you and Megan kissed! Have you both been in love? And why… come on, Damian, just last night we were having the best time of our lives. You mated me, claimed me in this very bed, so why are you suddenly behaving this way? Besides, just tell me this is some cruel joke. I’m your mate, the future Luna of your pack, and we have…” “Guards, this lady is not only an intruder but a messed-up psycho trying to impersonate my pack’s future Luna. I’ve had a stressful night from the pack meeting, so I’ll deal with her later. Take her to the dungeon, and one of you should meet Beta Ethan to do a background check on her. Find out which pack she came from and who sent her.” Following Alpha Damian’s words, before Daisy could even open her mouth to question his behavior, the four guards holding her hands began pulling her out of the room. “Damian… Alpha Damian, please, don’t do this to me. Please, just tell me that… no! This can’t be a real. You said you love me, Damian. YOU… you won’t do this to me! I’m your mate, for crying out loud!” Daisy shouted, struggling against their grip. No matter how loud her pleas grew, Alpha Damian ignored her cries. He narrowed his eyes, his jaw tightening as he drew in a sharp breath. The woman before him, claiming to be his mate, looked utterly ridiculous in that bathrobe, yet for some unknown reason, she seemed confident. A cold laugh escaped his throat, low and dangerous. Daisy was dragged out of the room, screaming at the top of her lungs. Damian strode toward her, stopping abruptly as his jaw clenched and his eyes blazed with fury, his gaze pinning her in place like a predator sizing up its prey. “Since she wants to create a scene, bring her to the pack field.” His words were sharp and clipped, leaving no room for argument. “She will be lashed until she confesses who sent her here and why she claimed she was my mate.” Damian stepped closer, lifting her chin so their eyes locked. The eyes Daisy had once fallen in love with were now dark, cold, and fierce, piercing through her. His hands on her chin sent chills through her body that she had never felt before. “I’ll make sure you regret stepping foot in my chamber, you disgusting imposter!”