Werewolf



Helen POV



I realized it as soon as I said it out loud: I was free the way Justin was now free. There were no chains to bind me. No rope around my ankles or zip ties around my wrists. The door was wide open with no guard to stop me.

I could run out the door and keep running until I blended back in with the pack who I had left behind. No one here would likely come looking for me after what I'd done to Justin. His father, Alpha King Juden, had only threatened my life if I didn't seduce him---and I had done it.

"I'm free." 

Justin was still breathing. He seemed to just be in a very, very deep sleep. What if I left him here for his father to take care of him? Was there any way he could find me again? 

I hadn't even told him my real name. He thought I was my sister. Diana. No one would go running their mouth about me to him either because I was overlooked completely in my own pack as 



Justin POV

Cool air blew over my body and I wondered where the breeze was coming from because there was no window in my room. 

I was kept away from all possible means of escape. My father, The Alpha King, knew better than to give me a way out; my beast craved freedom almost as much as he craved sex with the virgin offerings sent to him with every full moon. 

I opened my eyes to see something completely new to me: the outside world. 

Since I was old enough to shift, I had not been allowed out of my chains or out of the mansion which served as my cage. My father didn't want to risk losing me to either instinct or pure power since my beast was stronger than any wolfen form. 

My body was clothed only in a pair of shorts I wore for the sake of modesty in my rooms. I didn't remember putting them on so someone else must have dressed me, moved me, freed me.

[Mate!] the beast inside me ro



Helen POV

Need swept over me with the force of a hurricane. Sweat beaded on my skin and my scent was amplified ten times as my body used every advantage it had to entice my mate to me.

"Justin---no," I panted, letting my head fall back as another wave of lust blew through me, "I'm going into heat. You should get back in the bathroom. Close the door. Keep the water running. You won't be able to smell me. I won't ruin you." 

I would ruin him, too. 

If my mate lost his Lycan abilities, he'd be left as a human with all a human's weaknesses and frailties. 

I didn't want to think of my strong, monstrous mate reduced in any way much less made into a human. 

Justin would lose his birthright, his place in wolfen society, his connection with his wolf---or was it his Lycan? He called his other half his beast. Was that how his inner voice spoke to him? As a monster out of myth? 

Looking at him across the dark bedroom, my heat emphasized his size, his strength, his scent until I released the towel I'd wrapped around me. My fingers were too numb to hold it in place any longer. 

My nudity didn't bother me at all as I stretched back on the bed, moving one hand down to cup my breast while my other plunged between my thighs to seek the wet flesh of my sex. 

"Justin..."

I wanted him more than I wanted my next breath of air. 

Every inch of me was on fire with need for him. His cock swelled before my eyes, rising to nearly touch his belly from the force of his lustful response; Justin let his towel drop away as he nearly flew across the room to join me on the bed.

His mouth feasted on mine as we kissed deeply, passionately, our tongues dueling for dominance as if kissing were a battle to be won. 

I was shameless as I spread my legs wide open, grabbing Justin's hair at the base of his neck to hold his face to mine so I could keep kissing him even as I rubbed against every part of him I could reach. 

"No," I groaned, trying to break away from the drugging kisses even as my wolf howled in defiance inside my mind, "I can't! I can't be the reason you lose your wolf. Leave me. Just---just leave me, Justin." 

His chains rattled as he climbed onto the bed with me and I buried my hands in his hair to avoid reaching for the shackles on his wrists. 

I knew no amount of tugging from me would break his chains.

"Never. I'll never leave you. Never." 

Justin stopped kissing me just as I was on the verge of losing consciousness from lack of oxygen. I'd been so wrapped up in kissing him, I hadn't even thought about the little matter of breathing. I didn't need oxygen as long as I had Justin, my mate, my lover. 

His touch was the only thing which soothed the fiery heat blistering my skin, baking me from the inside, melting me until hot honey nearly dripped from my sex. 

"Please! Please, Justin, please!" 

I was in tears again only this time my tears were of frustration rather than humiliation or loss. 

I needed my mate. I needed him inside me. I needed to feel him fucking me as hard as he could, as deep as he could, as only he could because he was made to be mine. My body the lock and his the key. I knew without words we would fit together perfectly in spite of our size difference. 

Justin rubbed the wide flared head of his cock between the swollen lips of my pussy. He lined himself up with my aching empty hole and thrust inside me with one long, smooth, uninterrupted thrust, making me scream as my orgasm crashed over me.

I shook all over under his immense weight. His cock was a welcome invader inside my body. I was stretched to capacity, full up with him, and I wanted nothing more than to feel him moving in and out and in and out of me until I found my completion again. 

My heat made me greedy with lust. 

I didn't think it was possible to overcome the pain of losing my virginity in seconds, but my heat made me crave my mate more than I feared any pain which might linger later. 

My body was young. My body was strong. My body was the body of an Alpha she-wolf and I would use it to please my mate, to tease my mate, to ease my mate of anything other than pure pleasure.

I was made for his pleasure. 

"Yes, Justin, yes. Fuck me. I'm yours. I'm your mate. I was made to be your mate. I want you. I want all of you. You're mine, mine, mine---"

Justin covered my mouth with his own as he plunged into me over and over. 

I lost count of how many times my body shuddered to completion. All I could focus on was Justin. His smell, his skin, his hair, every inch of him occupied every inch of my body, mind, and soul. 

Our final coupling left me sprawled beneath Justin, my legs and arms shaking from aftershocks of pleasure while my inner walls still spasmed around the thick thrust of Justin's cock. I couldn't speak. All my words had been used up. I couldn't believe such satisfaction was possible to reach. 

My heat seemed to have swept through me and burned off by the time I could feel the moon slipping away to have its place taken by the sun.

Panicked, I looked at Justin's face, trying to see if I could see a change in him. Would I see his beast die? Would it hurt? Would he feel it? Could we stop it? 

Justin swept his gaze over my face as if he too were looking for signs of a change in me. I was too tired to offer him words of comfort, instead I merely stared back, hoping he could sense how thoroughly pleased I was with him through the mate bond we had forged during sex.

His hand reached up to the nape of my neck and his attention moved to the chain around my throat which held the two rings I'd carried with me as long as I could remember. 

Ignoring my necklace for a moment, Justin looked irritably at his own chains---and then jerked hard enough to break the cuff around his wrist, freeing him for the first time in who knew how long. 

I found myself feeling panicked again as his dark eyes returned to my face, roving over my features as he pulled free of my body as he had been freed from his chains. 

The Lycan then tore my necklace free of my throat with a jerk which made me scream.



Light fell across my face, shining right in my eyes until I couldn't keep my eyelids closed any longer. I blinked at the strip of sunlight in surprise -I'd thought it had to be artificial light of some kind- as I hadn't thought there were any windows in The Devil's Lair. 

That was ridiculous though, wasn't it? The Alpha King wouldn't have kept his only son in a windowless room in chains. He wouldn't have whipped him to keep his beast in line either, would he? 

I could still smell the copper tang of his blood as it trickled down his back the night before. 

Alpha King Juden had told me he'd kill me---he'd literally said he would kill me if I didn't seduce his son within twelve hours and what had I done? 

I'd done it.

I'd seduced Justin, The Last Lycan, The Devil, and he was so deeply asleep he didn't stir even when I shook him hard enough for his head to roll limp on his neck. 

Was he powerless now? Had I killed his beast? Was that what was wrong with him? Why wouldn't he wake up?

Getting out of the bed, I found a discarded towel to wrap around my nakedness. 

No one was out in the hallway to see me though. I couldn't see anyone -no tributes, no Randy, no servants of any kind. 

I was alone with Justin on the floor with his room only his chains were broken. The door wasn't locked or guarded so someone must know something, right? They knew he wasn't a Lycan any longer. They knew it was my fault.

I'd left him powerless because I was a slave to my heat. 

Shame swept over me until I literally started shaking. My teeth chattered but not from cold. I was the reason Justin wouldn't wake up. Was I the reason Justin would never wake up? Was he going to die?

Had the Moon Goddess given me a second chance mate only for me to betray him to his death? 

My wolf, Joy, howled inside my head. She was furious at the thought of losing our mate. Terrified, too. 

"I don't know what to do! Stop it! You're giving me a headache and it's not helping me or you." 

Joy wasn't answering me in words as much as feelings. She was capable of words. We'd spent more of our life talking to each other than to our pack, strangers, or would-be friends. 



"We could leave now." 




Helen POV

I realized it as soon as I said it out loud: I was free the way Justin was now free. There were no chains to bind me. No rope around my ankles or zip ties around my wrists. The door was wide open with no guard to stop me.
I could run out the door and keep running until I blended back in with the pack who I had left behind. No one here would likely come looking for me after what I'd done to Justin. His father, Alpha King Juden, had only threatened my life if I didn't seduce him---and I had done it.
"I'm free." 
Justin was still breathing. He seemed to just be in a very, very deep sleep. What if I left him here for his father to take care of him? Was there any way he could find me again? 
I hadn't even told him my real name. He thought I was my sister. Diana. No one would go running their mouth about me to him either because I was overlooked completely in my own pack as a mixed coat Tiger Lily no one wanted.
My own fated mate had thrown me over for my sister. 


#Chapter 6 Run Run Run