THE LOST SON OF THE ALPHA

Chapter Eleven: Chalibar!

FATUMA’S POV~

I lost count of the days we ran in the forest without reaching anywhere. Maybe two or three! Fortunately, since we started running from the Black Moon holding camp, nobody had tried to follow us. Soon after we kissed, we just ran and never stopped.

I felt safe with Damian. I felt happy with him and I trusted him immediately. He respected me and he did whatever I suggested. When we stopped to catch our breaths, Damian would look at me for a long time in admiration, and I knew he wanted to tell me something, but feared to tell me since we were two different creatures.

But I felt okay with him, since I had spent like three years with a wolf without knowing him. And this would not be new. I remembered how Aunt Mariam elaborated Tony’s story and told us that he was the son of the Alpha. I knew now that the lost son of the Alpha had returned in his camp and now was ruling and treated like any other king. I remembered the previous king who wanted me dead, the way he spoke, the clothes he wore, the guards and soldiers and it seemed like he did whatever he wanted. Then probably Tony was receiving the same treatments and was now a brutal king, and had everything he wanted! And he had probably already forgotten about me!

It was now evening when we took another little rest for the night. We stopped walking – ok, we did not just spend our whole time running, sometimes we walked, and I called that running because we were still running away!

Damian gathered some dried fallen branches and dried grass. He had a lighter which I did not like, it was made of some sort of animal horn, I couldn’t understand. He lit the fire and we sat around it. At least it warmed us, because I had nothing to warm me from the freezing cold in this forest.

“I killed a bird.” Damian said as he unwrapped the bird he killed that afternoon for dinner, “You eat birds?”

“Ah!” I said feigning disappointment, “Why do you always ask me the same question. For a millionth time, I do!”

“Wow,” said Damian, “because I just asked you that question now. Right?”

“Whatever, Damian!” I said and moved closer to the fire.

“What’s wrong, Fatuma?” Damian asked me, “You seem worried.”

“Yeah!” I said, meaning it, “This forest is taking forever. What if we are running in circles and never getting anywhere?!”

“Don’t worry, Fatuma,” Damian said and shifted the burning bird in the fire so as the other side of it could also get burned, “we are close to the human world. I know we shall be there in no time. Although… I wish… uh! Never mind.”

“What?! Tell me what you want to say!” I emphasized.

“I just wish we just continue running… because I really feel good being with you…”

I waited for him to say everything he had in mind. But in fact, I knew what he was trying to say, and what I just wished in the whole world was him telling me what he wanted to say.

“Really?” I said, triggering him to say, “You don’t think it is awkward running around with a human? Especially the one who puts you in danger?”

“Not really.” He said.

“Damian,” I said softly, “I’m sorry. This is all happening because of me. I wish you could have just given me to the king. You were so nice to me.”

Damian chuckled. Then he looked at me for a long time, the fire light making his face look like he was smiling. I don’t know why he looked more like smiling than scary in the firelight.

“What?!” I asked.

“No,” he said, “it is that I never stayed with a human this long for good. I didn’t know humans were nice. And I didn’t know humans were… were beautiful. As you are so beautiful.”

With the reason I didn’t realize, my heart began going faster. It was the first time since I was with him he had just appreciated my beauty. And because he declared that in the middle of the forest where I had spent like three or four days without bathing, my clothes torn from thorns, full of bruises and mud and that weird face and rough hair full of pieces of leaves and dirt, he meant something more.

“Oh!” I said sheepishly, trying to hide my face from him and rubbing away any possible dirt on my face, hands and legs, “Don’t say that. I look like a total beast.”

Damian smiled and looked at himself. At least I was better than him. He looked too wild and had also very dirty and torn clothes. Then I understood the gesture: he was showing me that were the same.

“Look at me, Fatuma.” He said, and I was surprised to see him getting enough courage to talk to me, because he always felt shy with me.

I looked at him.

“I can dare kill my Alpha King for your eyes,” he said, “because your eyes are as beautiful as the half-moon out of clouds.

“Thanks.” I said and hid my face again.

“Fatuma,” he said, “I know you freak out being together with the wolf person!”

“What?!” I laughed, “I have a wolf person in front of me.”

“I agree,” said Damian, “because the kiss you gave that wolf person has totally shifted him from his own world, and now he is running to the human world.”

I looked at him and smiled. He looked so cute, I felt like kissing him again.

“I… want to tell you something, Fatuma.” Damian said after a long pause.

“What is it?” I asked, my heart beating faster and faster.

“I love you.” Damian said, his voice trembling a little. It was obvious that he gathered a lot of courage inside him to get those three words out.

I looked at him. Suddenly I felt like doing something for him which would totally reveal the love I had to him. I loved him so much now, so much even more than anybody else I ever known.

I stood up, bearing the cold of the forest when I just moved from the fire. I slowly walked where he was sitting and slowly sat beside him. I slowly placed my hand on his shoulder and slightly pressed the meat on his shoulder and with this he made a sigh which showed the way he felt helpless now.

The smoke from the fire suddenly washed over us, filling us with the smell of a burning bird. And then we both realized that our dinner bird had already turned into ashes!

We didn’t care.

“I love you too.” I whispered in his ear.

Damian then was like a hungry hyena. I was afraid he was turning to the wolf and eat me away. But he was not. He suddenly hugged me tightly, kissing me furiously and very hungrily. It was creepy in the beginning but later I got used to it.

We kissed for some time, breathing heavily as we did so. Then I felt like we were in some sort of competition. I needed to show him how I loved him, but it turned out, he wanted to do the same. Our hands touched in every part that they could reach.

After some time, I was defeated in the competition. He was more skilled than I was. With his tricks, I found myself undressing automatically, and begging him to do whatever he wanted.

And he did. He looked really hungry. He made sure that he did not miss the spot. Then he began doing what I wanted him to do: he used a lot of energy which made me beg for more. We were having s*x just in the middle of the forest with the danger of being chased by the wolves from the Black Moon Pack.

Damian, I must admit, was really good. He made me feel like I was really receiving what I deserved as it was literally my first time. I moaned in pleasure, saying his name, feeling everything I have missed for all the years before. For like four times, I reached to the hottest climaxes I’d ever experienced. Every time I reached to the peak, the new amazing feeling washed over me. Tingles stabbed me as I grasped him tightly, making him know that I was feeling it really.

Until the time when he finally released, I had had enough of a good time. I sighed and moaned appreciatively as he took out his pecker and lay beside me, smiling with satisfaction. I looked at him and giggled playfully.

“Wow!” He said, rolling over and wrapping his arm around my naked body, “You are the best, Fatuma.”

His hand trailed on my back and went down low until it reached my butt. He pressed my butt cheeks and pulled my closer. We kissed again. As we kissed, his other hand came to my boobs, and immediately he began pressing them and then kissing me on the lips and on the neck again.

The tingles I felt before came back. I felt really hot now and I wanted him again. I noticed that he wanted me too, because his pecker was already up, ready to do its job in my fresh and tiny opening. When he looked me in the eyes, I nodded slightly, allowing him to do it again. The lust fire was already burning in my body now.

I didn’t care being in the middle of the scary forest, as long as I had this wolf person giving me sweet exercises. He was too good to let go. I was already dead to him and all I wanted in the whole world was Damian. I bit my lower lips and winked at him, persuading him to start doing. He understood and went for his pecker so as to insert it in when suddenly a roar appeared just beside us!

We both jumped in shock, our bodies turning off suddenly because of the extreme shock. The roar we heard came from the bush right next to us. It was my least favorite if you asked me. It was the roar of the Chalibar!

“The Chalibar!” Damian cried and rolled for his spear.

I ran for my clothes which were near the fire, near to catch the fire. Damian grabbed his spear, still naked. But I knew from his muscles, broad chest and wolf character that I was safe, despite he was naked.

As I put on my pair of trousers, the Chalibar emerged from the bush, roaring fiercely:

Yeeeaaah!!!!

Well, I had never seen the Chalibar before, although it chased me on my first day in this forest. But I must say, it looked scarier than the way I thought of it.

It was a thin animal, beast, whatever, with a big round head with spikes for hair. Its eyes were monstrous, I couldn’t understand if it had skin or fur, because of the darkness of the place. I only saw it through the little light of the fire.

It had long fore legs, or should I say, forearms, with sharp, thorny elbows. Its hind legs were bent like those of the frog, and it had a very thin long tail which was still engulfed by the bush. Its eyes blazed.

I screamed by the sight of this fearsome creature. I never seen the creature of that kind before or read about it. All I knew was the Chalibar ate even wolf people and humans. So both Damian and I were in danger!

I just used a second to study it when it appeared and I screamed in terror. Damian jumped up, rolled in the air and landed in front of me, covering me from the damned creature. He was still naked.

The Chalibar stared at him angrily, growling slightly, as he made stances and holding his spear firmly. Then it charged. Damian was ready. Another thing I didn’t expect from the creature, it could fight!

I didn’t want to be near when this thing was killed by Damian. I grabbed my clothes and lunged for my backpack. Then I dived in the nearby bush and hid there, shaking in fear and watching the two fight.

Damian was a good fighter. He whirled his spear skillfully, making sure the Chalibar’s hard claws did not reach him, however some of its blows reached him. They fought for some minutes and at last, Damian impaled his spear in the beast’s head. And it fell down like a log. Then it gave a really loud cry that could have made my ears bleed.

Damian gasped and quickly took out the spear from the creature’s head. And the beast died! Damian looked around for me. I noticed that his body was beginning to be fury, and I realized that he almost turned into a wolf when he was fighting the animal.

“Fatuma!” Damian called aloud.

I don’t know why but I began to sob loudly, tears falling down from my eyes. Damian listened for a second and heard my sobs in the bush I was hiding. Then he ran to the bush I was in and entered, not minding the thorns on its entrance.

“Fatuma, are you okay?!” Damian said as soon as he found me.

“Are you okay?” I asked back.

“We have to go!” He said hurriedly.

“Are you going to run naked in the forest?” I asked, sort of teasingly. But I knew exactly that this was not the time for jokes.

He quickly put on his clothes, totally angry with the damned Chalibar! The animal had ruined our pleasure time and now we had to run away. I was angry too.

“Can’t we stay a little longer?” I asked him.

“More Chalibar will be coming here soon,” he explained, while tucking his sword on his back, “if they find us here, we are dead.”

Then we started running again. We ran and ran, through the thick, dark forest. It was in the middle of the night so the way seemed to be harder than normal. I felt slight pain between my thighs as I jumped over small shrubs and running wild, because of the show I had with Damian like an hour ago.

Finally, morning came, and we were still jogging weakly in the forest. And the morning came with a very good blessing: we saw the light coming from outside the forest.

The energy we had both lost seemed to come back as we ran wildly to the light so as to get out of the forest immediately. We did not run for two minutes, and we were outside the thick forest. We emerged at a very steep side of the hill where we almost dropped to its bottom, and if we did, we would had died!

The place was too steep. I held Damian’s hand tightly in fear and he squeezed my hand bravely. We looked ahead below the steep hill and there we saw the most precious thing I wished to see of all things: we saw a city!

We were near the Moshi City. There was a little path that descended the hill, and I’m not sure who used it, because the place looked extremely dangerous. As we descended down the hill, I noticed a warning sign written in very clear color so as people be warned without doubt:

DANGER: DO NOT ENTER THE FOREST. WHOEVER GOES IN GOES MISSING FOREVER!

I suddenly felt tingles of fear begin to stab me. I shivered and read the sign again. Damian saw the way I was looking worried after I looked at the red sign. He laughed.

“Don’t worry, we are safe now.” He said and laughed again.

“No,” I said, “what does this sign mean?”

“Oh, it was put three years ago by humans.” he explained, “Of course when a human enters this forest, he immediately becomes the food of savages from the White Moon Pack, or sometimes eaten away by Chalibar. And it happens every week, regardless the warning signs.”

I looked at him for a long time. He looked happy with it. But when he saw the worrying look in my eyes, his smile faded and we both concentrated to the path down the hill.

“You don’t have to be afraid,” he said, “you are safe with me.”

I believed him.

When we reached the city, I found out that we were not very far from the Moshi Hotel in which Aunt Mariam left me. Wherever we passed, people turned their heads and looked at us in astonishment and disgust. We were really disgusting. Our clothes were muddy and tattered! Our hair was messy and our skin torn with thorns.

Damian had scars all over his face resulted from fighting the Chalibar. I had scars too, something which seemed to scare the people more. Damian looked scarier though, because before I told him to throw away his weapons, people thought we were savages from the forest just in the human world to kill people.

I waved for a taxi and the taxi driver let us in hesitantly. Luckily, I had some money in the backpack so I was sure of paying for the fair, and not making the drivers get themselves killed by Damian.

The taxi sped towards Moshi Hotel as Damian and I sat silently inside, wondering what to do next.

“Have you ever boarded a taxi?” I started somehow of a conversation because the silence made me nervous.

“Yeah,” Damian answered, “most of the time.”

I was shocked.

“Most of the time? You have taxis in the Pack?” I asked.

“No,” said Damian, “I just take it when I’m in this city.”

“So you always come to this city?”

“Yeah, but not in full moon days and nights.”

I was bored now. “You know Moshi Hotel?” I asked.

“Very much!” He answered, “And we are about there!”

I didn’t feel happy with the information. Maybe because I longed to show him the city the way he was with me in his pack. Now I felt like I had someone who knew everything about me and I didn’t need to tell him anything anymore.

“Are you okay, my love?” Damian asked me, “Please tell me yes.”

“Why are you asking?” I asked.

“You don’t look happy.”

“You have arrived, guys.” The taxi driver announced to us and we got off the car without a word.

As soon as we got out, the taxi sped away and left us there on the parking lot of the Moshi Hotel, staring at each other.

“Fatuma.” Damian said softly, “Please tell me what is wrong.”

I looked away from him, still wondering what made me sad. I tried to shrug the idea away that I was frowning because he happened to know the city!

And suddenly, I remembered Tony.

Before I could think more of Tony, I saw a police officer walking towards us slowly with one hand on his belt and another on his walkie-talkie on his shoulder. The officer walked very slowly towards us, his eyes examining us very closely.

When he noticed that I was looking at him too, he hesitated and stood still. The he pretended to look away from us and took his hands out of his belt and his shoulder. But I knew why he was looking at us that way: because of our wild appearance.

We walked towards the front entrance of the hotel which was my suggestion because I did not feel good about that police officer!

My suite was still reserved for me, so when I entered, despite wondering on how we looked like, the attendant handed me my keys and we went in my room.

Damian was extremely happy when we entered the room, because we were at last safe from the beasts of the forests and gaping eyes of people.

“Honey,” Damian said as soon as we entered in my suite, “your room is amazing!”

“You know about it!” I said, forcing a smile.

“Never entered in the hotel,” he said, “or any human house, so I don’t know more about rooms!”

“Mh!”

“Yeah, but I was wondering where shall we get other clothes. We look messy!”

“We are not getting new clothes,” I said sadly, “we are going to wash these. Let’s take a shower first.”

“Ok.” He said and got up immediately.

All I was thinking was he would want us to take a shower together in the washroom, and I was totally ready for it. And I was really excited about it.

I put off my outer clothes which now looked as dirty as the wildebeest-stomped garments. Damian looked at me with so much desire, his mouth opened in amazement. He hadn’t seen me in the clear light, but he had just seen my nakedness in the firelight in the forest. So he hadn’t seen more things worth appreciating.

I tactically walked, easing my waist so as to make my rich shape move the way men prefer. I turned intentionally and made him look at me from behind, and all those efforts meant to take him off-guard and make him go with me in the bathroom.

I got him!

He stood up and hurried to where I was. I felt his hard body as he wrapped his hands around me, his crotch pressing on my butt and his hands cupping my boobs. I smiled as I felt the same old advanced tingles washing over me. The only thing that made me a little disappointed was the clothes he still wore! He still had on the same muddy clothes which I told him we had to doff and wash immediately.

I felt something like a stick hardening and pressing between my butt cheeks, and I knew what it was. I suddenly wanted him.

“Damian?” I called him very softly.

“Yes?” He whispered back.

“Let us go to wash up.”

“I will be waiting for you here.” He said in a whisper, “Just go.”

By that I turned suddenly and looked at him in the eyes! I thought he was joking but when I looked at him, I realized he wasn’t joking. Unfortunately! He wanted me and he felt like having me at that time, the way I felt ready for him! But now he wanted to let me go alone in the bathroom!

“You are not coming with me?” I asked angrily.

“I must stay,” he said, “I really must!”

The look in his eyes made me believe whatever he was up to. Then I decided to go and bath alone. It would be next time, maybe as soon as I finished the shower.

I walked to the bathroom. It was as neat as I left it, cleaned and fancy. When I got in, I undressed fully and turned on the blue light of the bathroom. I must say: blue light always made me feel more comfortable in the shower.

Then I stood in front of a full mirror which showed me in a full form, the way I was perfectly created and formed by good God. I stood there, and slowly I felt the sense of desire beginning to rise in my body. I began to admire myself. I took my hand up to my breast and held it, slowly tickling it. My two fingers went to my n****e and I slightly pinched it.

That created another feeling in my body. My other hand touched my belly, descended and solely got under my belly button. The feeling I got there made me start breathing heavily. I closed my eyes and imagined my Damian doing all that stuff. My right hand now pressed my breasts and played with them furiously.

I imagined him whispering my name while licking those n*****s of mine. My other arm played with the hairs on my under area, which made me feel more aroused. Then my fingers on my left hand reached my C-button! When suddenly the door of the bathroom burst open!

I turned around so suddenly that I almost fell on my butt! My hands were still on their places: right hand on the n*****s, left hand on my cat!

I thought the one who entered in the bathroom with such force was Damian, but I was wrong! It was a police officer with his gun raised and pointed at me!

I was too shocked to move further! I didn’t even remember to rise up my hands (at least I saw that in action movies).

“Wow!” The police guy said, also shocked probably to find me in the way I was – all naked and my hands on my both private parts. But maybe he had to think I was covering them, and not playing with them!

The officer closed the door behind him and kept away his gun. Then he walked towards me and I could see his eyes glittering from a lot of lust.

“Don’t move, miss!” He said, “You are under arrest! Your boyfriend is captured already!”

“What?!” I asked, and my voice came out like I was crying.

“Yeah,” the soldier said, “but if you move, and not obey what I tell you, you die right now!”

I knew where this was going. And I was definitely not ready for anything like that! But the chances of survival were few since the man had a weapon and looked really lustrous.

“Turn around!” The officer ordered.

I turned around without a word. I felt tongue-tied and could not ask what was going on and why he said that my boyfriend, Damian was arrested. I didn’t think they would arrest us just because we wore rough clothes.

I felt the officer’s hands as they cupped my breasts. I gasped uncontrollably, as he rose the feelings that I didn’t like by then.

“What’s your name, beautiful girl?” The officer asked in my ear, blowing tingling air in my ear which made me lock my neck and bite my lower lip.

“Fatuma.” I said, my voice trembling, “What did we do to you? Why are you arresting us?” I asked as softly as I could.

“It’s the order, Fatuma.” The police officer said, “So I can help you out.”

Before I could answer, the officer unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. As soon as his pants fell down, I felt his something s******g my butt, and I understood what he wanted. I had no chance of escape. I had no way of struggling and I had no one to help me. So as to be safe, I had to let the officer r**e me!

The officer pushed me over and I bent over like a giraffe drinking water, then I felt him entering inside me with a very lustrous force! He used all the energy and power he had in him to show me how much he needed me at that moment. I cried because of what was happening and the pain caused by the thickness of his thing!

I felt the extreme hot feelings getting me and I had one grand c****x, but I did not enjoy it at all. As he did it harder and harder, I began planning on something which would make that officer pay for what he was doing for me. He just intentionally arrested my boyfriend so as to have me! After ten minutes of really forceful f*****g, the man released his greases – his disgusting goo inside me!

When he drew it out, he pushed me down as my feet felt really weak, and then pulled up his pants and immediately pulled out his gun and pointed it at me. I was too stunned to react. I just gaped at him.

“Ok, Fatuma,” he said, “stand up and put on your clothes. We must go to the station!”

“What?!” I asked almost in a scream! I was really confused.

“NOW!” He ordered.

I put on my clothes and when I did, the officer handcuffed me, and I may say: the handcuffs hurt even more than I thought about them! They are the worst cuffs someone have ever invented!

Then, pointing the gun on the back of my head, the officer led me to the bedroom where I found a lot of more policemen in their uniforms and weapons, with Damian down on the floor, unconscious and badly injured with blood coming out of his nose and mouth!

I screamed and knelt beside Damian, my love!