Seize your fate

Fate that kills

Chapter 9

The day of the wedding was a beautiful, winter day. The sky was clear and blue, and the sun was shining. The air was crisp, and the strong scent of the forest was in the air. The guests were gathering into the mansion’s beautiful gardens. There was soft music playing in the background. Damien and Jacob were already standing by the alter, nervous. Adrien had run off the night of the dinner and they hadn’t seen him since. His father told them he had come back and was getting ready. They didn’t know where he was. He wasn’t with Sienna, since they spent the day at the cabin, helping her fix it up. Clarissa was there and they had a lot of fun. It was just a pleasant day of painting and laughing. A short break from all that was happening around them. They even sat together and had pizza. Like a bunch of normal, young people. Just having fun. They saw the bruises on Sienna’s arm and back. She tried to hide it, but they caught a glimpse. The old Adrien was back, and he was even lashing out against Sienna. The Alpha came to stand at the altar, winking at them. They just had to get through this day. People were sitting down quickly, as the music began to change. They straightened up. Sol’s parents were standing to the side, with Adrien’s mother, who had just joined them. She looked tired and concerned but put on her best smile. They saw the gate open as the music began to play. Adrien and Sol were coming down the aisle. Adrien’s aura was black as night, against his white suit. He seemed tortured, not smiling. Damien shivered. It was as if Adrien was dead inside. He was holding Sol’s hand who was glowing in her happiness. She wore a long, beautiful white gown, with flowing sleeves. It shone in the sunlight, embedded by crystals. She looked like a fairytale princess. They reached the Alpha, as they said their vows. Adrien had no feeling in his voice at all. He sounded like a machine. Sol was crying, overwhelmed with joy. Adrien stared at her, not blinking. Damien wasn’t even sure he could see her. The ceremony ended in a small kiss and applause. Sol’s parents seemed agitated. The Alpha turned to the crowd. “This day also marks the day of my son’s inauguration. Today he becomes your only Alpha,” as the crowd applauded again. Adrien took Sol by the hand and carried her down the aisle, as they disappeared back into the house. “Well,” Adrien’s father said. “That’s done.” He let out a sigh, staring worriedly at his wife.

Sienna spent the day with Clarissa at the cabin. They were finishing putting the final touches on it. Clarissa took a step back beaming with pride. “We really did a good job.” She was just happy to have her friend back and spend a few normal hours with her. She wasn’t going to leave her alone today. She also knew better than to talk about the wedding with Sienna, so she just brought a bottle of Vodka instead. They hadn’t opened the locked room. Blackhawk never allowed anybody in there, and they decided to respect that. Both friends sat on the porch, in the new wicker furniture Jacob had brought, sipping their drinks. The sun was beginning to set. “This place is so peaceful,” Clarissa said as Sienna nodded. “What are you going to do about school?” Sienna hadn’t even thought of that. “I guess nothing,” she shrugged. “This is where I belong now.” Clarissa stared at her seriously, “are you sure this what you want Sienna? Are you sure this is what’s right for you?” Sienna remembered her first daydreaming experience from the other night. She could remember the Shamans of the past saying that the path of the healer is always full of pain and sacrifice. It was the only true way to become a healer, a Shaman. This was her way. “Yes Clarissa. I am exactly where I need to be.” The Bettas promised to come after the reception with food, so the girls kept drinking outside. 

Adrien took Sol to his room after the ceremony. He knew she wanted to change dresses for the reception. All he could feel was violent rage in his chest. He had gone hunting that night and almost killed a human. He was so close; he could barely stop himself. His beast couldn’t be soothed. Sol turned around, her back to him. “Adrien, could you help me out of this dress?” A small twitch curled his lips, as he unzipped her dress. She was standing Infront of him in just her panties. She turned to him, watching his hungry eyes devouring her. She never felt so beautiful, as he made her feel. His beast was roaring in his chest, and he purred, pulling her closer. He kissed her hard, his tongue thrashing into her mouth. She could taste blood. She was so aroused by his touch she didn’t seem to care. He picked up her fragile body as he deepened his kiss, his tongue reaching her throat. She felt like she was suffocating. He was never this rough before. She could hardly breath, his tongue was in so deep, devouring her. He let her slide down his body, over his hard bulge. She trembled at the touch of it, which irritated him more. He knew she was a virgin; he knew she was scared, but he didn’t care. The blood was pumping in his ears and he couldn’t hear the weak voice in his head telling him to stop. He walked her to his bed, kissing her even rougher as she moaned into his mouth. He smiled and licked down her body, to her breasts. Her n*****s were already hard, as he began biting them. “Adrien, wait…” he heard her, but he didn’t care. He kept licking her n*****s as he tore off her panties. She jumped in fear, as he pushed his strong and slender finger inside of her. She was soaking wet for him, and so tight. He pushed another finger stretching her for him. He was thrusting his fingers hard and fast, as she held onto his arm screaming, “Adrien…” She came quickly, as her body shook. Watching her c*m, only made him angrier. He spun her around, kicking her legs open with his foot. “Wider,” he growled, and she opened her legs further. He didn’t want to look at her face, just to ravish her. He wanted to calm the beast down. He bent her over on the bed so he could enter from behind. His c**k was so hard, he thought it might explode. “Wait Adrien, I don’t think I am ready,” Sol tried to say. He thrust three fingers and began wildly pounding her. He was really getting annoyed hearing her voice. With his other hand, he grabbed her c**t, rubbing it hard as she came again, shaking in his hands. She is so fragile. He pulled out his fingers and she almost fell to the ground. She felt the pain of his thrust and she screamed in pain. It was so big, she felt she couldn’t keep standing. He didn’t wait for her to adjust to him, as he pushed deep, feeling her hymen tear. He could smell her blood, which only heightened his frenzy. He thrust hard and deep. He looked down at her ass smacking against him and it just encouraged him further. He could hear her cry, as he pounded her harder and harder, his c**k hardening against her. “You are so tight princess,” he licked his lips, “it’s perfect,” he smacked her ass as his pounding became more violent. He pulled out at the last second, as he let out a roar, squirting his seed on her ass and back. She was dripping juices and blood, as he crawled beneath her open legs looking up, drinking in her juices. Sol’s body was about to break, she couldn’t take this. She felt such pleasure and then such unbelievable pain, and now he was hungrily eating her juices. He grabbed her thin waist, and pulled her into his mouth, licking and sucking. She felt like all her muscles would give way, as she was twitching so hard, and he pulled her in more. He was like an animal, growling and drinking her in. She felt him sucking on her c**t, and the pain subsided. Waves of erotic pleasure were crashing into her, as his tongue plaid with her swollen nub. He knew she was close. He wanted to feel her c*m on his face, that’s how good he was. He bit into her c**t, and she let go, squirting her juices all over him, as he drank it in. Screaming his name as she convulsed on his hungry lips, not able to catch her breath. His beast was nowhere near sated, but he felt her go limp as he threw her on the bed. Sol couldn’t move, and he zipped up. He leaned down to her, “that’s how I f**k you, wife.” He smacked her ass again, hard this time. “Now get up we have a reception to go to.” 

In her cabin Sienna was writhing in pain on the floor. Something was really wrong, as she felt burning stabbings in her chest. Clarissa held her, not knowing what to do. She felt her powers fade, as her chest burned like she was on fire, tears streaming down her face. After what seemed like an eternity, the pain was all but gone, and she felt weak. “Please Clarissa, I have to lie down.” Clarissa helped her to the bed, as her wolf paced next to the bed, seeming worried. Clarissa watched her fade away into a deep sleep as the Bettas walked in the door, eager to tell her about their day.

The three of them sat outside on the porch. They didn’t want to wake Sienna. 

“I don’t like what’s becoming of Adrien,” Damien was shaking his head. He had a glass of scotch in his hand. The Bettas had taken off their jackets and ties and opened their top buttons. They hated feeling so stuffy in suits. “Yeah,” Jacob agreed, “I am getting a bad feeling. His eyes are completely black now.” Clarissa had heard about Adrien’s past, his rage and at the end his murderous lust. Something was also happening to Sienna. Maybe it was all connected? She didn’t really know, and they decided to call Hilda and consult with her. Before they were able to move, they could see Adrien hurrying down the path. Damien and Jacob straightened up. He was their Alpha now, and they had to obey him completely. He walked past them, as though they weren’t even there and walked into the cabin. Clarissa was the first to shake herself back into reality and ran in after him, the Bettas close behind. He was towering over Sienna, like a beast, his massive chest heaving. He sat gently on her bed, stroking her cheek. A wave of warmth and calm came over him. His muscles relaxed. It was like he was in a fog, and a ray of light had penetrated through. Sienna opened her eyes, overcome by his scent and his calmness was gone. He stood up angry. “The Shaman should have been at my wedding,” he hissed. Sienna turned from him, blinking back her tears. He wasn’t going to see her cry again. “I am your Alpha, and you will do as I say!” Damien rested his arm on Adrien, and he shook loose. Sienna would not turn to meet his gaze. “My wife wants to see the Shaman,” he emphasized the word wife, hoping it was hurting her as much as he was hurting. “I am not a servant. I will come when I can,” she whispered. It seemed to enrage Adrien even more, as Jacob stepped closer to him. Adrien felt himself losing control and turned to walk out. Damien and Jacob close behind. Clarissa sat next to Sienna putting her hand on her shoulder. “I am so sorry Sienna.” She could feel her body shaking as she sobbed. “I fell in love with him Clarissa. For the first time in my life, and it was all a lie.” Clarissa just sat with her not knowing what to say. “I am here with you for as long as you need me,” Clarissa whispered.

The reception was in full swing. The mansion was buzzing with music and laughter. To the guests, it was a happy occasion. Sol had changed into a beautiful, slim gown. Her cleavage was deeper, and she had a slit run up her thigh. Her body was exhausted and sore, and Adrien was nowhere to be found. Her parents sat with her fuming, as Adrien’s parents looked worried and distraught. Adrien came in, nearly crashing into one of the servers. His beast was restless again. He found Sol and closed the gap between them in two giant strides. He held her tight by her waist, his lips crashing down on hers. His strong tongue parting her lips, devouring her till she couldn’t breathe. Her father stood up, as Adrien let her go, smiling a small evil smile. Adrien talked to the guests, not letting go of Sol’s waist. He needed her next to him to keep the beast under control, occasionally turning to her, kissing her roughly. They had all sat down to eat, as Sol felt his tongue on her neck, nibbling away. To the guests, they seemed to be so in love. “Wife, I am surprised you can walk,” he whispered in her ear, and she felt herself shiver. “Don’t worry, you won’t be able to walk by morning.” Sol wanted to run. Her happiness turned so quickly into fear. She was supposed to be a blushing, happy bride. Adrien kept drinking heavily and had already began slurring his words. His father walked up to the Bettas who were way ahead of him. They carried his limp body upstairs, with the help of other young pack members, and lay him on the bed. They could see blood stains on his bed. It was all happening again. 

Sienna washed herself slowly and tended to her bruises. She was almost healed completely and began to feel better. She had changed her dress and wore a wool shawl to warm her shoulders. With her wolf at her side, she made her way slowly to the mansion. Adrien’s father stood up as he saw her. “Our Shaman, Sienna,” he announced. She smiled softly, as he rushed up to her. “Something is wrong with Adrien,” he whispered. She nodded. Maybe what the other Alphas said was true, the Rougarou must be killed, even if he was his son. Sol ran up to her, burring her face in her shoulder. She was weeping. Sienna could sense the chaos around them, and asked Sol to go upstairs and rest. The Alphas went into the study with her. “I consulted with Hilda. She does not have a conclusive answer about the Rougarou,” she couldn’t even bring herself to say his name. Sol’s father stood up and said, “we might have to put him down.” Sienna feared this might happen. “He is part of the ancient prophecy. I am afraid killing him would mark the end of our species.” Sol’s father hissed, “he will end us before. He is becoming too violent and out of control.” They stood silently in the room. “Maybe if we locked him somewhere? There is a cage, in the older part of the house. We don’t know why the ancestors built it, but nobody goes in that room because the bars burn our skin.” Adrien’s father suggested. Sienna nodded, that would be a great idea. She called the Bettas, and they ran off to fulfill the order, praying Adrien would not wake up. 

After they moved him, and he was locked safely Sienna went upstairs to sit with Sol. The guests were beginning to leave, assuming the newlyweds were so in love they just couldn’t wait to be alone. Sol was sleeping when Sienna entered Adrien’s room. She too noticed the blood stain on the bed. The Bettas had taken Adrien away, and Sol came in here to rest, where she could be surrounded by his scent. Sienna petted her hair quietly watching her wolf at her feet. She had slowly began daydreaming. 

She was seeing a mating and marking ceremony. By the size of the Alpha, he was also a Rougarou. The tribal music was loud in her ears, and the rhythm was awakening something deep inside her. The Rougarou lay on his back on a high table, naked. His c**k erect, and eyes wild. He waited for her. He sensed she was coming to make him complete. The woman walked up to him, wrapped in a blanket. Bodies were swaying to the music all around them. She smiled lovingly at him as she climbed on him, sliding his c**k into her. He sat up, holding her in his arms. Their bodies started moving slowly at first, but then slowly began to pick the pace. Her forehead rested on his, their intense gaze locked. They were grinding fast now, and he was thrusting roughly into her. She threw her head back, her eyes rolling back in her head. He was growling loudly, his head buried in her chest. They were sweating and panting, and you could hear their moans over the beating drums. He had lifted her and lay her down, on top of her, thrusting deeper and faster now. As she screamed with her orgasmic ecstasy, his canines dug into her shoulder leaving a mark. Her body shook violently, as she came again and again. She was marked. 

Sienna awoken from her daydream. She knew exactly what she had seen. It was a passionate lust like none other she could even imagine. She saw the Rougarou bite her. She heard her scream in pain, through her screams of ecstasy. She could see the amount of blood coursing down her body. Did this ceremony kill her?