Virgin Sacrifice to the Last Lycan - Chapter 63: Chapter 63

Helen POV
“Where is my real mother, then?”
“Probably taking it from a pack of rogues, useless slut,” Kelley muttered, the sight of this woman I thought had been my mother for so long suddenly vanishing at once; it was hard to accept. “It’s the same fate you should be looking forward to, once this lousy Lycan get’s tired of your weakness.”
Justin had done well keeping himself tamed but not anymore. He took it upon himself to charge my mother, who had seemingly looked spooked by his approaching presence, his claws slashing out a slap against her cheek.
She fell at his feet but wouldn’t stop anytime soon. She laughed at the sight of me. The gall of this woman was unbelievable.
“I bet she can’t even put out right,” my mother taunted. “She may look better now, but she will always be that ugly, raggedy reject.”
Scott stood up at last, his wolf healing him slowly. He joined into the torment.
“Tell me, Helen, do you even know how to mate properly? You probably just sit there and let that Lycan fuck you until he gets off and throws you aside. Same as I would have as your mate. Hideous, bitch.”
[Not true. We are beautiful and pretty and attractive and—]
“If you give up this entire plot now, I’ll be nice enough to give it to you only when you’re in heat,” Scott snipped, his voice solid and sharp. “You can know what it feels like to have a real Alpha between your legs, whore.”
I winced at their words. They weren’t true, they were just trying to get under my skin, and unfortunately it worked. I was a disappointment all my life and they were throwing that into my relationship now to wound me.
I held my heart, wondering if it would stop beating as I felt such pain in my soul.
Kelley laughed, watching their words slice at my heart. “I bet she has slept with every wolf in this pack just so she could find affection somewhere. What an ugly tramp you are, Helen.”
“Just like her mother.”
That one hurt the most and it came from my own father, sneering a look of hate over in my direction. I couldn’t believe everything I was hearing. They had attacked me physically for so long that I finally fought Scott off and won! I fucking won and they were still winning somehow!
But not with the pack that had decided to leave them. They had scattered, walking off my father’s town square as Randy led them away. They had seen this charade enough, disgusted by their Alpha and Luna, and by the future leader of their pack.
I stopped Justin from killing them.
He looked me in my eyes, welled with tears and heartache. He kissed me simply, deeply, as mates should kiss each other.
“Let’s get out of here, Helen.”
I nodded with my mate’s suggestion, taking his hand while we looked at the last three wolves that remained of Fiery Cross Pack.
“This isn’t over,” my father said, sure of his words.
“I’ll be seeing you soon, little bitch,” Scott taunted. “Just you wait.”
I looked at Justin with pleading eyes. “Don’t fight them, they don’t deserve our anger.”
The grip he had intensified on my hand in his frustration had loosened. We followed the new intake of our makeshift pack into the neutral grounds, my mate holding me close to his side.
“You know they just wanted to hurt you, right? None of that stuff was true. I promise.”
“I know it,” I groaned, still a little in shock from that entire ordeal. “I’m worried about my mother, though. She was treated just like I was, her sister betraying her after everything. I just can’t believe all of this, Justin. It’s horrible.”
“I know it is,” he hummed, kissing my cheek as he pressed a hand around my back. “We will figure everything out soon enough, I swear. Let’s get our pack settled somewhere until we can create a worthy village in a nice space to live our lives as Luna and Alpha. The rest will sort it’s self out.”
“Where will they all go? There’s so many.”
“For now they will form a camp in the woods. My father will hear from Henry if he hasn’t already, so we can expect him to come looking for you and me. We will continue taking shelter in the cave until we can build something suitable to withstand an attack.”
I winced at that word. I didn’t want to be attacked, nor did I want there to be any more war, but it was inevitable. It is written in our love story somewhere.
He looked over my shoulder, holding me gently as Randy led our new intake into the forest.
His smile spread like wildfire. “Come here, mate.”
I wanted to ask questions but I didn’t have to, Justin pushing through the low hanging tree vines to expose a gorgeous water fall and a rocky, secluded pond. I was already naked, and so was Justin, the two of us uncaring by now about the sight of our bare bodies after shifting.
He looked gorgeous, though. It was hard to ignore his enticement as I walked into the cool pond water. He sat on the sandy shoreline, only letting his legs get wet while he leaned back, his eyes following me as I swam to the waterfall.
I allowed the water to lap over my tingling body, my nipples hard from the cold water. I touched them a little, just to feel the warmth between my thighs in response.
Justin growled from afar and I heard it perfectly.
I was teasing him now and I loved it. I touched down my sides and ran the water over my old blood streaks, cleaning myself perfectly so he could admire my body in full. He was admiring it too. I could see him stroking his manhood wildly.
It was a quick swamp back over to shore where I laid down between his legs, dragging my rough tongue over the curve of his balls, and then his shaft, moving slow so he could feel it all.
I purred when I swirled my tongue around his tip and he growled when I pulled away.
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “My step-mother thinks I’m a whore, Justin.”
He growled at the word; his teeth clenched tight. “You’re not. You’re my mate, Helen. All mine.”
I smiled with that claim. “All yours, Alpha Justin? Is that so?”
“It is,” he barked, offended by the question. “Mine and mine alone. You belong to me.”
“Well, I guess that means I have to service my mate then, huh?”
I pouted and he finally caught onto my teasing, grabbing a handful of my breast and pinching my nipple so hard I almost screamed. “You do have to service your mate. Right now.”
Getting straight to work, I closed my lips around his erection and let his fist find my hair, pushing and pulling my mouth over his cock in the rhythm of his choosing. It was rouge and dirty and fucking hot. I opened my legs, feeling myself grow warmer and warmer with his cock trembling against the wall of my throat.
“Fuck me,” Justin said, panting as his legs shivered. “My dick, baby, it wants you. All of you.”
I pulled away fast, nipping at the top of his cock just enough to watch him flinch in reaction. He was growling now, snarling a noise like none other. I backed away, not in fear, but in taunt.
My voice was meek and taunting. “Then come get all of me, Alpha.”