Chapter 15
Primus Alexander’s POV
Finally, after decades of searching.
My mate is here with me. The one who would bear my child, my heir.
My eyes gazed over her features. Snow white hair and white skin. Those white eyes that made it seem like she was staring past one’s soul.
But why did she possess such unusual traits? Soo unreal, soo different.
My fingers ran through her silky, thick hair and I leaned forward to sniff it. The scent was intoxicating–like fresh snow mixed with something wild and ancient that I couldn’t quite place.
But it didn’t matter.
What mattered was that she would give me what I desired, as the Moon Goddess claimed.
The corner of my lips curved into a smirk and I leaned in closer and moved some strands away from her face.
Her skin felt like satin beneath my calloused fingertips, unnervingly soft against the roughness I had cultivated through centuries of battle.
“When would you stop pretending to sleep?” I asked and her body instantly stiffened.
I felt her heart race and her body grow warm.
The sound of her quickened pulse was like music within my ears.
“Open your eyes,” I ordered, my fingers brushing against her eyelid. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing those piercing white orbs, For a moment, we just stared at each other.
I saw first–hand the change in her eyes as she swallowed hard. Staring up at me with those white eyes that threatened to drive me mad with need.
My body grew hot at the sight, my blood flowing down to my dick.
Her lips parted a little and she slowly shrank back from me. I reached for her waist and pulled her thick softness against my hard dick. The contact sent electricity through my veins, awakening every nerve ending.
There were several sparks in my head as I stared into her pleading orbs.
I was still angry at her for soo many reasons, but at least she paid for it
She felt the burn. She felt the pain.
Raw and Poisonous
She must have thought I’d let it slide, but forgiveness isn’t what got me to this point.
It was good.
I made her realize that only I could stop the pain she and her wolf felt. Only I had the power to take control of everything and not the other way around.
I wanted to take all of her every single inchi and give her what I could I needed her badly, since the day I saved her from that weakling till this very moment
And now, the fear in her eyes turned me on
She looked so small so fragile, so vulnerable and yet so desirable
But I know there was more to her than it meets the eye
I could smell her sudden change moments after she bit me After all she’s still alive after tasting my blood Most wouldn’t survive even a drop–their bodies convulsing in agony as theu organs failed one by one
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3:22 PM
Chapter 15
Yet here she was, weakened but breathing, her heart strong and steady.
She has no idea about the plans I have for her. But just like the others, she would take me. All of me, every single inch, till she could take
no more.
I would make sure of that.
My fingertips grazed her nape, particularly where I had marked her last night. She closed her eyes and winced at the touch.
I leaned in, my tongue grazed her nape, and she shivered slightly. This should soothe her.
For a moment, she relaxed, her eyes fluttering closed as she released a breath. Then a low moan followed.
Take her. Take her. Take her.
My wolf growled in agreement, pushing against my consciousness, demanding to claim what was ours.
“Lycan Alexander,” a voice called from outside.
“What is it?” I barked, not turning to face the door. My eyes remained on Aquamarine, savouring the sight of her flushed cheeks and trembling lips.
“The Order awaits your presence.” The voice echoed.
1 cursed under my breath before slowly pulling away from Aquamarine. The loss of contact was almost painful, like tearing away a part of myself.
It was almost like the beast within me was raging.
Those guards must have called him after I ignored them 5 times already.
I stood up from the bed and I saw the blood on the sheets. A small smile formed on my lips.
Mine to start. Mine to finish.
I walked to the washroom and took a long–needed shower. When I came out, Aquamarine was already sitting at the edge of the bed.
The bedsheets wrapped over her body and her knees trembled as she tried to stand.
! smirked, last night was undoubtedly the best I’ve had.
But i knew I had gone overboard.
Too extreme that I thought I had killed her.
“You should rest today, a maid will come over soon.” I walked up to her to prevent her from tripping. “Don’t try anything stupid while I’m gone, it won’t work.”
She looked away, nodded and slumped back into the bed.
I dressed in comfortable clothes, then opened the door to find Levi waiting outside. His arms were crossed, and his brows creased slightly, but he didn’t say anything as I approached
“Esmeralda would kill you. you know,” Levi started. You set a new record, it’s almost noon”
“Almost? I was aiming for sunset,” I nodded. “Have you gotten the supplies?
Levi nodded and dangled his pouch for me to see. The small leather bag clinked with the promise of answers—answers I had been seeking for far too long.
“The Order might not take this seriously, Levi voiced out
I grunted, my dislike for the Order evident on my face
Levi shot me a sideways glance, but I just shrugged He knew me well enough to understand my thoughts without words
Three centuries of friendship had that effect
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3:22 PM
Chapter 15
I knew this meeting wasn’t going to go well. I didn’t trust The Order, and I certainly didn’t like their bossy attitude.
We went down flights of stairs to a big hall not quite far from my Palace.
Inside, several members of The Order were seated around a large table. The air felt heavy with tension and unspoken accusations, thick enough to cut with a blade.
Esmeralda rose from her seat as we approached and others followed. Bowing their heads as we approached.
Aged men and women with absolutely nothing to offer.
“Primus Alexander,” Esmeralda said, her voice dripping with sweetness. “Thank you for joining at your given time.”
I took a seat beside Levi, my arms crossed. “Let’s not waste time with pleasantries,” I muttered. The chair creaked under my weight as I leaned back, studying each face around the table.
“Let’s begin,” Levi said, his voice steady and diplomatic where mine was not.
“Your recent journey to the Moonstone pack brought back something unexpected.” Esmeralda said, “Aquamarine—”
“Luna Aquamarine.” I corrected, cutting her off. My voice dropped an octave, a warning that didn’t go unnoticed. “I’d like to believe that you all got the memo after yesterday’s events. There is nothing more to discuss about that.”
The room fell silent. Even Esmeralda, with all her years and supposed wisdom, knew better than to challenge me when my tone took that edge.
“Will she be able to b-”
I shot Griffin a look and he stopped just at the right moment. “Definitely,” I said. “But first we have something more important to address.”
I turned to Levi and with a nod. He stood and emptied the contents of his pouch on the table. The items clattered against the wooden surface, drawing gasps from several Order members.
Levi spoke up, “Artifacts, relics, magical tools and even a sealed scroll. Things that shouldn’t be with a pack as small as the Moonstone pack.”
“Only if there is someone sharing these things with them,” I said. My gaze travelled slowly around the table, studying each face for any sign of guilt. “Someone who wants to see me–us—fail.”
The artifacts glimmered under the dim light of the hall–ancient symbols etched onto metal surfaces, runes that hadn’t been seen in centuries, and a scroll sealed with wax bearing a mark I hadn’t seen since the Great War.
Esmeralda’s face paled as she reached for one of the smaller items. A pendant with a chirped moon wrapped in flames. “This is…. impossible”
“Is it?” I challenged, leaning forward. “Or is someone in this very room playing a dangerous game?”
“Yet you brought her here? Someone from the Moonstone pack?” Esmeralda’s eyes flashed with accusation: “What if she’s the one? What if your mate is their puppet?”
My wolf surged forward, rage burning through my veins at the mere suggestion. But the rational part of me paused
I have seen the fear in Aquamarine’s eyes when we first met. Same way, I have seen her anger and determination
I leaned back in my chair, “If she is,” I said, each word measured and deadly, then I will tear out her heart myself”
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