She had just experienced the most humiliating rejection, unable to take the taunting anymore, she lashes out and runs into the woods to escape judgment. What she wasn't expecting was to run into the arms of drunk rogue wolves who wanted nothing but trouble. Fighting to survive and nearly losing the battle, she is saved by a handsome stranger who turns out to be her second mate, and as the moon rose in all of its glory, they had a fiery night of passion and by morning he was gone. What happens when Melissa is accused of being a slut and then finds out that she was pregnant and what happens when her stranger comes to save her but this time brings knowledge of who he was. An enemy. Her mate. How does she escape the same fate her parents had? She had a responsibility now and that was to take care of her new family and nothing was going to get in the way of that.
Melissa
The moon party kicked off and I knew I was going to have fun. Everyone was clad in white or silver and had their heads decorated.
I was on my fourth potion when I noticed people staring at me in disgust.
I felt uncomfortable but I ignored them and continued to have another drink. I was so happy today because it was heavily rumored that the moon collided with the stars today and made finding mates so much easier.
I was twenty-two years old without a mate and it was embarrassing, I was taking yet another drink when a girl stood abruptly before me.
"Goddess!" I shouted,
"You scared me!" placing a hand on my chest as she continued to look at me like a crazy person then she smiled.
"Look, I don't know if you know but this is strictly by invitation..." she trailed off and I looked up at her, astonished by her audacity.
"People are staring and we don't want you to make people uncomfortable," she said and took a good look at me.
What did she mean by that!?
"Uncomfortable, how?" I asked, my voice getting defensive
I'm sure the alcohol was playing more than a few tricks on me.
"We know that you're mateless and woofless -
My face was constructed into one of shock and anger.
"You're a bad omen. Don't you see that?" She whispered and I didn't think my eyes could stretch more than they were.
" I think it would be best if you left so Please leave," she said in a sweet tone and walked out on me flipping her hair as she left.
I stood there like a statue, shocked to my bones at how people could be so mean.
A part of me wanted to keep on drinking, twice more than normal but I thought twice as shame engulfed me. Making me leave the party sad.
I was mateless and woofless but that wasn't my fault and how people kept knowing about that flaw made me wonder if I had it written somewhere.
I knew that I wasn't from their pack originally but that didn't give them or anyone the right to treat me that way.
I sighed to myself as something started to call out to me. I called out back and ecstasy filled my bones.
What was this?
I love the scent that engulfed me and before long I was breathing it in till that was all I could perceive, my mind searching for what it must have been.
A part of me remembered that to feel a scent from nowhere was to have your mate nearby.
I was suddenly excited as I grasped the opportunity of my mate being nearby.
This could be the end of everything. All the rejections and insults? This could be it.
If he was close, I needed to meet him.
I moved quickly, as I didn't want the scent to die out. Excitement powered me through as I moved till the scent was the only thing in my nose even when I came in contact with the palace gates, I still moved forward.
Suddenly, I felt my body light on fire, a good kind of fire that brought warmth to my skin and insides.
I pressed my legs together to stop the feeling but the more I pressed my legs, the more I felt a moan at the back of my throat.
I was excited and I was in heat, all I wanted to do was to see my mate and make him mark me as his and his alone.
The scent got stronger as I passed through the throne room and some other rooms but the moment I got to the garden, the scent stopped.
I was still excited and juices dripped down the side of my thighs as I moved, I bit my lip in ecstasy.
All the beautiful things that he could do to me filled my head proportionately.
I placed a hand on my stomach to still myself and that was when I heard it.
It started at first but then fast, tiny sounds coming from inside the garden.
My heart started to beat fast as I heard more thumping and as I pressed my ears to the closed door, I heard moans.
I wanted to back away but the more the moans came out, the more annoyed I felt.
I have never felt like this, constricted about what to do, as the moans came out even louder, I couldn't help the anger that suddenly built within me.
I opened the door with force and I was met with an outstretched bareback in the shadows, I realized that the moans were coming from someone else in this same Garden.
My face fell as I realized without a doubt that I was connected to the guy but that he was sleeping with someone else.
I gasped in horror as he finally turned back and paused for a moment.
"Don't stop" the girl said and he smiled broadly
And
He kept going!
I stood there, with my thighs dripping all of my juices, my mouth dry and watering at the same time.
I was the one supposed to be bent over, not someone else. Hurt filled my heart as I turned around and walked out of the door.
"Stay!" he commanded and as though I was under a spell, I stood there and heard his every grunt and heard every moan until he was finished, and from where I was, my eyes rolled back in pain and yet I was still hungry for his touch.
"Were you the one that called out to me?" He asked and I turned to look at him, my face in horror of what it was he was asking me, he stepped out of the shadows, a smirk on his face.
The moment my eyes saw him, I immediately felt stupid.
What on earth did they put in that drink because I was delusional?
"Are you,- stressing the word as though it was some form of disease
" supposed to be my mate?" He asked me as he looked at me from my head to my toes and I froze.
There was no way that Lucius Hayden, prince of the ice stone pack was my mate.
No way this man whore and brat was my mate!
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