Love Breathes In Hate Too

Crowning Ceremony (2)

Rose

I was kind of self conscious about my dress. I've never worn something like this, it feels like a second skin.

Right now, I am in the packhouse. And as soon as I entered the house, I was dumbfounded by the beauty of it. It was so nicely adorned. There were lights on the edges of the roof, walls, and front yard. A huge drinks bar was set up outside and soft music was flowing. Inside, the whole hall was decorated with white and red flowers. A big stage was set up in the center for performing the ceremony. Round tables were arranged in the middle and on the left side, a small bar was set up with some snacks. It was lovely and lively.

Here I was standing in the corner with Elena analyzing the whole crowd in search of Pops or my brothers or our friends.

I shrieked as someone grabbed me from behind and twirls me in the air. However, soon my shriek was replaced with laughter as his scent filled my nose.

“Cupcake!! You are looking gorgeous.” Sam said while putting me back on my feet. He was looking hot in a black checked blazer, white shirt, and cream trousers with his styled back. Pros of a being supernatural being, the goddess of beauty blesses you wholeheartedly.

I playfully hit his arm and glared at him “you scared me."

And in answer, he and Elena started laughing and seconds later, I joined them too. We were talking, fooling around, and teasing each other, but all of a sudden, I felt an internal pull and it became difficult for me to breathe.

The air sizzled with electricity and the tension in the air increased. Both my friends seemed to be unaffected and continued to tease each other. But, I could feel burning eyes on my skin. I looked around but found no one. The feeling was maze and inviting. I wanted to get closer to that energy source. My thoughts halted as I heard.

“...please, please moon goddess, make Rose my mate tonight.” Sam was folding his hands and looking up.

I couldn't help but giggle at his comment but it was cut short when we heard a thundering roar. As if.... as if it was dedicated to Sam.

Everyone was startled. And murmuring could be heard.

“What the hell was that?” Elena commented looking around hastily.

“It surely belonged to a strong Lycan,” says Sam while finding the source of the voice and all the merriment was far gone from his demeanor.

Shivers engulfed my whole body because of the feeling of being watched. My heartbeat increased. Yet I was not feeling afraid, rather I was excited.

What the heck?!

I surely need to consult a doctor.

“Are you alright Rose?” Elena inquires looking worriedly at me.

Upon hearing this Sam also focused on me.

“Yeah, I am okay” I replied with a reassuring smile.

“I'll just be back in a moment” I excused myself but was stopped by a frowning Sam.

“Are you seriously okay? I think there's something weird here, don't go alone”.

I sighed and comforted him, “Relax Sam, nothing is wrong” Although that's not true, I need time to fix my thoughts, so I continued.

“... And I am just going to use the washroom. Relax okay? And yes, I am good plus it's our packhouse where we stay every Sunday. Remember?"

He reluctantly nodded with a sigh.

“Yeah! Don't worry I think some Alpha didn't get the right food" Elena joked to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, probably fish rather than whale" Sam commented with a smirk.

I made my way to the washroom but the feeling of being followed and watched still lingered.

I did my business, washed my hands, and counted from 1-10 to calm my nerves. When I opened my eyes I gasped as the lights were switched off.

I am scared of the darkness, it opens the door to my past. That horrific incident in my life took place on that dark night where there was no hope of light.

I calmed my erratic breathing and tried to make my way out but contradictory to my actions, I was being pulled back in and slammed against the wall.

A rough hand was on my mouth muffling my screams and my hands were pinned above my head. I couldn't see anything, it was extremely dark. Except for a pair of golden orbs. I was lost in those eyes. There was so much heat in them, a heat which could burn me and eat me. My heart was banging on the walls of my chest trying to burst out. Sparks were erupting everywhere he touched.

The hand was removed from my face and slid from my neck to between the valley of my breast, then to my waist, encircling it, abruptly tugging me close to his body, as a result, a whimper escaped from my lips.

He buried his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent, tracing it on the slope. I moaned and his grip tightened on my waist and hands.

“What is a human doing in a pack?” His hot breath invited goosebumps all over my body and his whispered voice was deep, gravelly, and filled with desire.

“W...who a-are y.you?” My voice came out weak and stuttering, the total opposite of how I intended.

“That's not the answer to my question” he growled and again tightened the grip of his hands to the point of pain, yet I didn't want him to loosen his hold on me. Surely it will leave marks.

When I didn't answer he bit out roughly "I asked you a question!" I could feel he was barely controlling himself judging by his voice. It was extremely dark but his golden orbs were consuming all my thoughts. Our noses were touching, my breasts were smashed against his chest making me imagine him doing unspeakable things.

I guess his control started to slip as he started planting soft kisses on my neck. I bit my lips trying to control those embarrassing sounds.

I don't want it, yet I do want it. I don't like them yet I want his hands all over my body. I want him to go but I want to burn under his touches.

What is happening to me?

I tried to wiggle to come out from his hold only to moan loudly as he bit me behind my ear and then sucked and licked it to reduce the pain.

The feeling of heat that engulfed me doubled and my panties dampened with the desire I was feeling.

“f**k” he hissed and started assaulting my cheeks, jaw, and neck. Biting and nibbling the flesh.

I was no longer in control of my mind. Everything faded except his touches. His other hand left mine and rested on my ass giving it a hard squeeze.

“Ahh," I gasped.

He cursed when his thumb touched my lower lip. His lips were just an inch away.

My virgin lips were about to be claimed by him when I came out of the haze and pushed him away from me with all my strength. He stumbled back a little and I landed on the floor realizing I had been standing with his support.

My breathing was hard, my mind was foggy. Maybe he was in a haze too and stood there without moving for a few seconds, when I came out of it and was about to shout, I heard.

“s**t!!” And the sound of a door opening broke the silence.

A few seconds later, the lights came back on.

I was all alone.

What the hell just happened?

So do you guys know who he was?!