The Beast's Virgin Claim

My heart feels heavy as I observe the wordless conversation between Argus and my male. Phobos stands tall and impenetrable as always not allowing a single trace of his true emotions to be visible for any wolf to determine or sense. But I feel how unsettled he truly is about Argus leaving for, after all, he took up the role of being his fatherly figure after Ondra died.

Moira picks up her luggage and hands it to Ragon who calmly takes it from her with his longing eyes settled upon her fragile yet unique features. She barely looks at him now after the heartless words he hurled her way last time when he was injured. She had felt the complete weight of his bitterness towards her and assumed it was best to remain away I suppose.

"What about your male's baggage?" Ragon questions his voice stern but I am able to sense the hidden softness beneath his mask of indifference. This male conceals his true self from her well but not from me for I am a master at being able to uncover. My mate trained me well.

She nods at him in response and circles around to bend and pick up a bag much bigger than her own, she never did possess many things for herself but made sure to purchase Argus everything he needed and more. Noticing how large the bag is Ragon leans over before she could reach it to pick it up for her.

Their fingers collide and there is an audible hitch to Moira's breath as her eyes broaden and her cheeks crimson deeply to their innocent contact.

She instantly yanks back her hand holding it against her heaving chest and scurries to the other side of the truck unable to stand beside her male anymore. Ragon glimpses at his skittish mate who is fleeing all because her fingers grazed his and his lips twitch as he strives to reign in his growing smile. Those two will be quite all right, they just need time.

But on the other hand, the other two I am uncertain of their fate.

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"If you attempt to touch me one more time, I will slice your limbs from your body." Elriam gnarls baring her war teeth at her male who gazes down at her with an unfathomable upsetness that drowns him. Her departure wounds him more than physical agony.

"Do not leave, my female." He implores whilst tenderly brushing her cheekbone with his knuckles and she swallows her being visibly shuddering to his affectionate caress. She deeply feels for him that she cannot deny but her pride precludes her from yielding to her moon blessed's endless trials to make her remain beside him.

"I do not-"

"Please." He murmurs beneath his breath while bending down to gently brush his lips over her right cheek and she allows him to touch her this way. "Stay with me and I will spend the rest of my days earning your forgiveness I promise you. Do not be stubborn.

My responsibilities are many and they bind me to my lands, I am terrified I will not be able to bring you back no matter how much I would yearn to chase after my feisty female."

Drakho has Elriam caged against the truck's passenger door his hands secured on either of her sides, making sure that the only way for her to escape is to injure him in the process.

Elriam's lower lip wobbles and tears of conflict are speedy to brim in her unhappy globes as her male leans further down approaching her lips desiring to kiss them but she swiftly turns her face to the side as a blatant act of rejection.

He pauses his jaw tensing at her insensitive antics as he balls his hands into tremoring fists to pound the truck with an indescribable power that has her shrink back and the rest of the wolves turn their attention towards the chaotic couple. I have never witnessed Drakho lose his composure this way in front of everyone and his act of aggression stuns me.

"Must you wound me like this?"

"I am doing nothing compared to what you did with your whore."

"And that is why I am begging you to stay so we can fix our bond yet you are running."

"I am not running, I am simply walking away from you. I do not want to be with you Drakho. You sicken me." Lies. Everything she just said to him are all untruths spewed out in an urge to push him away from her for that feeling of betrayal haunts her. Her male's eyes enlarge to her stinging words and he takes a stumbling step back freeing her from his heat.

"I understand." He states dejectedly as she climbs into the passenger seat keeping her eyes forward while he hopelessly stares at her from outside with a distressed expression on his face. He is frightened to lose her but he too has his pride that she trampled all over on therefore his chase ends here.

When he strides away towards the lush trees into the obscurity of the wilderness seeking solace Elriam watches her male's disappearing back with bleary eyes her heartbroken cries muffled by the roaring engine of the truck.

"It is none of our concern Theia," Phobos speaks from my side whilst enveloping his brawny limb around my waist and placing a soothing kiss over my forehead. He knows I feel troubled watching those two.

"They seem to be lost just a little nudge would help them. Why don't you speak with Drakho about this?"

"I am his Alpha it is not right of me to interfere in his personal affairs."

"But that is his female, Phobos."

"Who falls under his personal affairs, my freesia. Leave them be they will find their way." His words do not comfort me for I know how Elriam feels at this moment.