Memories

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There was a time where everything was perfect between Jessica and me. She was perfect for me. She could do no wrong in my eyes. I gave her the world. We were good together. I spent most of my nights soon after she left reminiscing and thinking about when it all went wrong. I remember the first raid we went on. We killed 45 pack members and took in 15.  We didn't even wait until we got home. We celebrated right then and there. I picked her up and slammed her against the nearest wall. We were already naked after shifting so it was easy to take her. I slammed my c**k straight into her wet p***y and made her cry out my name. "Christian, faster, harder," she would yell. She would dig her nails into my back and make me bleed. When we finished we shifted and f****d in our wolf form too. She was just as hungry for me as I was for her. It became our thing. We always had s*x after killing some poor unfortunate weak pack. With time my pack became very afraid of us but continued to respect us. It's not as if they had a choice but it was willingly for the most part. I became more of a monster without her. It took me a few years after she left to take another but I had needs. Even after I banished mates from my pack. I knew us men needed to be tended too. I wanted no one to hold me down unless it was in my bed. I became the king of the wolves by slaughtering most of the smaller packs in North America and forming treaties with other larger ones. Still, no pack within miles came even close to the size of mine. Whether my parents would be proud or not was of no concern to me anymore. I remember when I was younger, my father would take me to pack meetings and started training me when I was 10. I always looked up to him. He was the kind of ruler that was feared but respected. He was approachable and loved by all of his pack. Most of the men who once fought by his side either died or left willing when given the chance. I knew they thought I would drive our pack straight to the grown but I didn't. I rose and now I have everything I ever wanted. Or was it what Jessica wanted? When I met her, she was so sweet and caring. She had hints of selfishness but I thought that was normal for a teenage girl. I always thought to have a mate was supposed to build you up but I always felt torn down. I felt like I had to prove my worth and prove that I could become the man she wanted. It was Friday night, we always went out on the weekends. It was a nice release. Every other day was pack business. We watched and protected our lands. I had meetings with local alphas. Sometimes we would go hunt some disrespectful wolves causing trouble where they shouldn't. We became the law and order. Every other alpha was okay with this. None of them wanted to get their hands dirty anyways. This left us all safe from any newcomer or outsider looking to make a name for himself and get himself killed. If we were looking to unwhine we chose a nearby bar but if we were looking to get some action we went into the city and walked into the busiest club. We got some girls and had our fun until the morning. We really didn't like bringing them home but it wasn't like they would dare come back if we did let them come into our land. Tonight we headed into the city. It was already 2 am so the club was at its peak. I had six guys with me. Liam was with me of course. Cole, my delta was with us as well. We made sure to stay close but distance ourselves when things got interesting. I saw a cute blonde hair girl dancing close by. I decided to say bye to my men and headed her way. She was cute but had a terrible laugh. I almost wanted to stop being charming so she would stop it. I got her to agree to come with me. We headed to my car and I began to get horny. I slid my hand up her dress and rubbed her clit. She began to moan uncontrollably. I pushed my seat back and shouted "SIT!" she climbed over the center console and landed on my lap. She was sliding down slowly until I gripped her hips and pushed her down hard. I moved her hips faster and she tried to match my pace. I was basically doing all the work but she looked to be trying. I pulled her hair back and kissed her neck. I closed my eyes and started to imagine my mate. I was aroused at first and started to gently massage the blonde girl's breast. She moaned and said more. Then I became angry and wanted to cause her pain. I sucked on her breast and bit her n****e a few times. I started to pull on her hair harder and she just let out a few whimpers and told me to take it easy. I became angrier and told her to get out of my car. She obeyed but before she could walk away I shouted: " On your knees." She was too frightened to do anything else but obey my command. I shoved my c**k in her mouth and ordered her to please me. She tried her best to do a good job but it was lacking a few refined skills. I went deeper into her mouth until I saw tears form in her eyes. As soon as I came in her mouth I retreated and zipped up my pants. I walked back to my car and drove off. I almost felt bad but only because I choose someone so ordinary. "Well weren't they all," I thought. I went home and all the guys were back again. They must have not had an interesting night either. I went up to my bedroom and fell straight to sleep.  I had a dream that night. I was playing soccer with my friends and my dad was cheering me on. He grew more and more excited to see me score a goal. I was good at soccer. I was fast and had a good strong kick. I loved playing sports. I was a happy kid. After my soccer game, my mom would make lunch. Always my favorite mac and cheese and hot dogs. My mom knew I loved to eat. She always said it was a good thing because I need to grow big and strong to be just like daddy. My mother passed away a year after my father. I think she got lonely and just followed suit. I was broken without them but Jessica managed to take my mind off of it and erase the pain. I think it drove me insane to be this monster. The minute my parents hugged me in my dream I felt it as if they were giving it to me in real life. I woke up from my sleep and was sweating. I got up and went downstairs. The house was quiet and I walked outside. There was a full moon. "Nice night for a run," I said to my self. I shifted into my dark grey wolf and stormed into the forest. I wish I could run forever. Run from my demons and run from my aching heart.
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