The Beast's Virgin Claim

"Thank you, Lumina. And I shall let your wolves in. I will return your kind gestures in the near future as well."

"There is no need for that, we are family." With those sweet concluding words, she ends the call and I whirl around to regard the patiently waiting beast who has his suspicious eyes glued to my flesh.

"Lumina and Deimos have sent a few gifts for Tadeas. Ragon and Elriam are at our gates, we must let them in."

"That is all she had to say?"

"Yes." I nod bashfully playing with my fingers keeping my eyes on his chin for if I glance into his luminous eyes I will not be able to help myself but convey everything about the suggestive lingerie which is bait to lure him into my tight drenched den of wickedness.

"Why did that conversation take more time than needed?" He questions as he draws open the cabin door whilst I pick up an enthusiastic Tadeas who loves clinging on to his father\'s or my body. He prefers feeling the heat of our flesh than any blanket or bedding.

"Female talk, you know how it is."

"Oh, I do know. I possess a female of my own who adores talking." He ridicules and I flash my teeth at him whilst he chortles at my playful antics.

Phobos takes speedy steps his bare feet sink into the damp soil with a weight that leaves his footprints behind for me to pursue. There is a mixture of concern and unrest that bombards him for though he is aiming to act as though he has no care in the world he feels agitated at the abrupt presence of Ragon and Elriam, he cannot help it. Trust.

I planted that seed within him and watered it every day as it grew into a massive tree but with my betrayal, I chopped down that tree with my own two hands and heartlessly tore its root out from within him.

Even though those two wolves outside are his brother\'s he finds them to be untrustworthy just like he sees me at particular times. I do not blame him for after all certain elements of his changes are my fault. The truth that he cannot read emotions breaks my heart each night I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling with my remorse ruining me. And after came trust that he has lost.

In a way, my mate has partially reverted to the male I met three years ago. And it is my responsibility to make sure I breathe life back into his soul that has placed its borders to drive away everyone including me except for Tadeas. His male is the only one Phobos reveals his true self to.

Sometimes I would hide in the kitchen to glimpse at my moon blessed as the blinding light in his ocean blues shimmered more brilliantly than the stars in the vast dark skies when he embraced our pup to his chest and beamed down at him. It was a lovely sight I could not take my eyes away from.

But when he would discover me discreetly studying him that glow would die instantly and would be replaced by that...fakeness. He does not want to hurt me I can see that and he is fighting to make it work between us. But that simulated light in his eyes I want to extinguish it and bring my male out of his shell where he seeks shelter and I will.

When we reach the gates Phobos freezes in his zone and so do I glowering at his antics. What is going on? Before I could get a satisfactory peek at what has him bitter at the situation he instantly moves in front of Tadeas and me to shield us with his towering frame and athletic body quickly getting into a warrior posture preparing to attack if provoked further.

His shoulders are hunched as he unveils his teeth and sends forth a rumbling snarl that reverberates around me which has our little beast spring up in my arms and nestle himself further into my bosom seeking safeness.

"Phobos?" I beckon him softly positioning my left palm in between his shoulder blades wanting to soothe his erupting stress.

"Let me in!" Ragon bellows with a ferocity and I recoil from the aching urgency carried in his voice. It sounds as though he is experiencing torture. The racket of our gates rattling wildly to his inner conflict has me take an unsteady step back farther from the entrance, a need to guard whom I carry consuming me. What is wrong with him, why is he acting this way?

"Calm yourself this instant," Phobos orders harshly his dominance spewing forth his beast lingering behind barriers reading the wolf to check if he is of any significant threat that requires his presence.

"What is wrong with you, Ragon?" Elriam screeches with irritation at the background but the wolf pays no heed to her peering up at my male with beseeching eyes. He reigns himself back listening to my male\'s demand and presents him a deep bow of respect.

"Forgive me for my insolence. I smell my female on your lands, Alpha Phobos." Ragon speaks hoarsely his hands balled into trembling fists as he keeps his eyes adhered to the earth. My globes enlarge with surprise at his words and without another thought, I fleetly move past my male to permit the frenzied male to enter.

I know how it feels when you eventually discover your moon blessed it is a ripple of emotions that manifest within you and seizes the reigns of your being in a second of a heartbeat. You cannot fight it but cave in to its summoning until you hold your moon blessed in your arms and only then does the storm finally quieten.