Bride of the Cursed Alpha - Chapter 111: Chapter 111
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Auren POV
By the time my heats were over, I was thoroughly fucked by Lucien. The wolf had a smug face whenever he looked at me. I smelled of him and his cum to the extent that I knew wolves could smell him on me from miles away.
His intense need to put a pup in my belly had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted a breeder for his bloodline. It was because he wanted me to have his pup, to procreate. It was his basic nature.
I stood in front of the mirror examining the bruises and marks and hickeys he had left everywhere as he lazily sprawled on the bed with just a sheet covering his bulge. And he had an irritating smirk on his face. His eyes raked down my body like he was appreciating his handiwork on me. Bastard.
“Stop ogling!” I hissed.
He chuckled darkly. “Even if you take a bath, my smell will linger on you.”
“Yes, of course!” I rolled my eyes. “The amount of cum you have filled in me is equal to the amount of cum of all wolves in this world. I can practically feel it swimming inside me!”
He shrugged. “Just the way I wanted.”
Shameless bastard.
A knock rapped on the door. It was Vivi. “Alpha Lucien, the Shaman wants to speak with you.”
Lucien’s brows knitted. “Ask him to sit in the main hall.”
I turned sharply. “Does he want us to go to the Eldermere ruins? It’s full moon today.”
Lucien’s brows jumped to the hairline. “Oh right! I forgot about it.” He tossed the sheet aside and quickly got dressed. Kissing my temple, he said, “I’ll be right back.”
“Should I come with you?” I asked, leaning into his touch.
“No, stay here.” Saying that, he left hurriedly. However, when he returned, he had a somber expression. “Shaman is asking us to visit the ruins. He says that it is an excellent opportunity."
"Excellent opportunity of what?" I was confused.
"I don’t know!" Lucien breathed. “But we will go at night when the moon is full in the sky.”
The thought of going there again rattled me. The last time I had gone, it was not exactly a friendly meeting. The shadow wolves hated me. There was so much darkness over there that it seeped into my bones. With Lucien too, the meeting was horrible. A shudder ran down my spine. “Should we drop it?” I asked, wary of it.
He came to me and cupped my cheek. “I know you are scared, love. But this is important for me and my pack. Who knows that the curse ends here?”
I took a deep breath and nodded lightly. As the Luna of the pack, I felt responsible. And as the first bride of an Alpha of the Shadowfang pack in centuries, it was my duty.
Tarian called during the day, saying that he was returning from the hunt along with Walter. There was no point in combing the area when Sable had run away. He also informed us that Alpha Bram was marrying Maris.
“That’s surprising!” Lucien chuckled.
I shook my head. After how Alpha Bram came after me, I thought he had discarded Maris. But this was definitely a shocker. “They both deserve each other.”
Lucien looked at his phone and opened a picture. “They have invited us for their wedding.”
I scoffed. “I am not going. If you like you may.”
“Of course, not!” Lucien growled. “They can go to fucking hell, for all I care!”
I laughed. “But you’ve signed a treaty with them,” I reminded them.
“So?” he shrugged. “I’ll send Tarian. Wait. No. I’ll send Walter’s dog’s pet.”
“What?” I laughed.
“Basically, no one is going. I doubt how many people will attend his wedding, now that they are on my shit list.”
I lowered my face to my lap. “I feel that Bram won't sit quietly. He will come up with something…”
“Auren, he won't do anything to you now. He knows that you are well protected in my pack. If anyone harms you, it will be his neck that I’ll grab first. So don’t worry, and focus on yourself.”
I took a ragged breath. I knew that Lucien had increased security around me. All the Alphas of his ally packs had loyalty toward me. So Bram wouldn’t have the guts to go against me. But he was a viper, slowly slithering and ready to strike when he got a chance.
“What about Sable?” I asked, feeling restless.
“That bitch managed to run away. We caught one wolf who was with her, but the rest of them ran away. I’ve put my people to track her.”
Along with Shaman, we both left for the Eldermere ruins past midnight. The moon was high in the sky. When we reached there, I saw the ruins. They loomed ahead, cloaked in mist. The air was heavy, thick with the presence of ancient. It prickled against my skin. Lucien held my hand as Shaman led us to the altar.
“Stand there,” the Shaman ordered. Lucien’s grip on my hand tightened as we went near the altar.
It was surprising to see that the thorny vines over there had dried and were now falling off the pillars. The moon looked beautiful through the altar. Golden and dazzling.
“Take out your shirt,” the Shaman ordered Lucien.
Lucien unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside.
“Take out your dress, Luna,” he said.
Lucien stared at me as if expecting me to deny it. But I removed my dress and stood in my bra and panties in front of him. He took both my hands in his and said, “Don’t worry, I am with you.”
I clenched my jaw to stop my teeth from chattering as the cool air hit my skin.
Then, they appeared. The shadow wolves. There was a hiss from the crack of the altar and at first a shadow swirled over it. A shudder passed through me. Sensing my unease, Lucien pulled me against his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around me.
Emerging from the darkness, the shadow wolves flickered like living smoke. The last time I was here, they had been restless, their howls tearing through the night. They were hostile. But this time as they surrounded us, something had changed.
They surrounded us, forming a silent circle. My breath caught when a massive form of a shadow wolf circled around us, its translucent form, stretching and folding like mist. It sniffed the air, its golden eyes gleaming.
Lucien’s muscles coiled around me and his neck muscles went taut with tension. I could sense Remus pushing close to the surface. Lucien let out a low growl in warning.
The shadow wolf’s form disintegrated. Another shadow came to circle us. The way it slithered over my skin, I felt like it was licking me. It entered my nostrils, withdrew, and then curled around my stomach. It hissed as it rose to my back and pressed me against my tattoo. It felt like it was reading me, understanding me. Then it left me and slithered around Lucien. After a moment of inspection, it retracted to the altar.
More shadows followed, circling us, slithering. Lucien kept me tight in his embrace, tense. Suddenly, we felt a ripple of movement and with a burst, all the shadows in the altar burst out.
By the time my heats were over, I was thoroughly fucked by Lucien. The wolf had a smug face whenever he looked at me. I smelled of him and his cum to the extent that I knew wolves could smell him on me from miles away.
His intense need to put a pup in my belly had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted a breeder for his bloodline. It was because he wanted me to have his pup, to procreate. It was his basic nature.
I stood in front of the mirror examining the bruises and marks and hickeys he had left everywhere as he lazily sprawled on the bed with just a sheet covering his bulge. And he had an irritating smirk on his face. His eyes raked down my body like he was appreciating his handiwork on me. Bastard.
“Stop ogling!” I hissed.
He chuckled darkly. “Even if you take a bath, my smell will linger on you.”
“Yes, of course!” I rolled my eyes. “The amount of cum you have filled in me is equal to the amount of cum of all wolves in this world. I can practically feel it swimming inside me!”
He shrugged. “Just the way I wanted.”
Shameless bastard.
A knock rapped on the door. It was Vivi. “Alpha Lucien, the Shaman wants to speak with you.”
Lucien’s brows knitted. “Ask him to sit in the main hall.”
I turned sharply. “Does he want us to go to the Eldermere ruins? It’s full moon today.”
Lucien’s brows jumped to the hairline. “Oh right! I forgot about it.” He tossed the sheet aside and quickly got dressed. Kissing my temple, he said, “I’ll be right back.”
“Should I come with you?” I asked, leaning into his touch.
“No, stay here.” Saying that, he left hurriedly. However, when he returned, he had a somber expression. “Shaman is asking us to visit the ruins. He says that it is an excellent opportunity."
"Excellent opportunity of what?" I was confused.
"I don’t know!" Lucien breathed. “But we will go at night when the moon is full in the sky.”
The thought of going there again rattled me. The last time I had gone, it was not exactly a friendly meeting. The shadow wolves hated me. There was so much darkness over there that it seeped into my bones. With Lucien too, the meeting was horrible. A shudder ran down my spine. “Should we drop it?” I asked, wary of it.
He came to me and cupped my cheek. “I know you are scared, love. But this is important for me and my pack. Who knows that the curse ends here?”
I took a deep breath and nodded lightly. As the Luna of the pack, I felt responsible. And as the first bride of an Alpha of the Shadowfang pack in centuries, it was my duty.
Tarian called during the day, saying that he was returning from the hunt along with Walter. There was no point in combing the area when Sable had run away. He also informed us that Alpha Bram was marrying Maris.
“That’s surprising!” Lucien chuckled.
I shook my head. After how Alpha Bram came after me, I thought he had discarded Maris. But this was definitely a shocker. “They both deserve each other.”
Lucien looked at his phone and opened a picture. “They have invited us for their wedding.”
I scoffed. “I am not going. If you like you may.”
“Of course, not!” Lucien growled. “They can go to fucking hell, for all I care!”
I laughed. “But you’ve signed a treaty with them,” I reminded them.
“So?” he shrugged. “I’ll send Tarian. Wait. No. I’ll send Walter’s dog’s pet.”
“What?” I laughed.
“Basically, no one is going. I doubt how many people will attend his wedding, now that they are on my shit list.”
I lowered my face to my lap. “I feel that Bram won't sit quietly. He will come up with something…”
“Auren, he won't do anything to you now. He knows that you are well protected in my pack. If anyone harms you, it will be his neck that I’ll grab first. So don’t worry, and focus on yourself.”
I took a ragged breath. I knew that Lucien had increased security around me. All the Alphas of his ally packs had loyalty toward me. So Bram wouldn’t have the guts to go against me. But he was a viper, slowly slithering and ready to strike when he got a chance.
“What about Sable?” I asked, feeling restless.
“That bitch managed to run away. We caught one wolf who was with her, but the rest of them ran away. I’ve put my people to track her.”
Along with Shaman, we both left for the Eldermere ruins past midnight. The moon was high in the sky. When we reached there, I saw the ruins. They loomed ahead, cloaked in mist. The air was heavy, thick with the presence of ancient. It prickled against my skin. Lucien held my hand as Shaman led us to the altar.
“Stand there,” the Shaman ordered. Lucien’s grip on my hand tightened as we went near the altar.
It was surprising to see that the thorny vines over there had dried and were now falling off the pillars. The moon looked beautiful through the altar. Golden and dazzling.
“Take out your shirt,” the Shaman ordered Lucien.
Lucien unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside.
“Take out your dress, Luna,” he said.
Lucien stared at me as if expecting me to deny it. But I removed my dress and stood in my bra and panties in front of him. He took both my hands in his and said, “Don’t worry, I am with you.”
I clenched my jaw to stop my teeth from chattering as the cool air hit my skin.
Then, they appeared. The shadow wolves. There was a hiss from the crack of the altar and at first a shadow swirled over it. A shudder passed through me. Sensing my unease, Lucien pulled me against his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around me.
Emerging from the darkness, the shadow wolves flickered like living smoke. The last time I was here, they had been restless, their howls tearing through the night. They were hostile. But this time as they surrounded us, something had changed.
They surrounded us, forming a silent circle. My breath caught when a massive form of a shadow wolf circled around us, its translucent form, stretching and folding like mist. It sniffed the air, its golden eyes gleaming.
Lucien’s muscles coiled around me and his neck muscles went taut with tension. I could sense Remus pushing close to the surface. Lucien let out a low growl in warning.
The shadow wolf’s form disintegrated. Another shadow came to circle us. The way it slithered over my skin, I felt like it was licking me. It entered my nostrils, withdrew, and then curled around my stomach. It hissed as it rose to my back and pressed me against my tattoo. It felt like it was reading me, understanding me. Then it left me and slithered around Lucien. After a moment of inspection, it retracted to the altar.
More shadows followed, circling us, slithering. Lucien kept me tight in his embrace, tense. Suddenly, we felt a ripple of movement and with a burst, all the shadows in the altar burst out.
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