The vengeance of the luna

KALEAN POV.

I had been ripping the dark forest apart, searching for the silver bane's heart. 

I felt I had found it. When my ears twisted, I heard a sound that tore through the bushes.

I followed the sound with my instinct; that was when I saw her, Freya, the girl who had rejected me.

Bruised and weak, the rogues were ripping her apart piece by piece.

I hesitated about leaving. Then a thought came to my mind. 

"Why was she in the dark forest? The only reason she is here is if she was trying to escape.

My jaw tightened, my eyes narrowed. She dared try to escape from me. I wanted to make her suffer the pain of rejecting me.

I stepped towards the rogues; my claws slid out, digging into a rogue's skull. Blood dripped from his skull. It dropped to his knees instantly.

 I shifted to the rogues on the right. My claws dug into his heart, ripping him apart as his body split into two. In a second, blood splashed on my face. A loud howl rumbled among the rogues.

I stormed forward, my claws dug into a rogue's shoulder, tearing his heart apart.

 The two other rogues didn't retreat. They stood firm, ready to fight. I didn't hesitate; I stormed towards them, my claws on each of their throat, ripping their heads off in an instant.

And for that moment, they were silent. 

I scooped down to her unconscious body. My eyes caught her fading breath as she muttered.

"Please save me."

  My ears twisted as I heard a sharp sound of water dripping down. I didn't know where it was.

 I still saved her life, but I would make her suffer for rejecting me.

 I took each step following the sound of the dripping water, and in an hour of tearing through the bushes, my eyes caught on a waterfall.

I gathered some leaves and placed her unconscious body on it.

My eyes caught on her twisted feet. I tore part of my cloth and wrapped it around her feet.

She groaned in pain as I wrapped it around her feet.

 I leaned up to her face, bruised, swollen and pale.

I stood up, ripped a piece of my cloth, and darted to the waterfall, dipped it and went back, pressing it on her swollen face gently.

As I wiped her face, my eyes caught on her subtle chin, her soft pink lips and her long, dazzling eyes and lashes that caught the moonlight.

And instantly I felt a pull, the one I've never felt before, a burning instinct within for me to mark her.

My gaze locked on her. And in that second, I caught her scent, a vanilla fragrance, a scent I've never felt before.

My head pounded hard. What is wrong with me? Why do I feel this burning heat of claiming her? She rejected me. I can't touch her. I despise people who reject me. I want them to suffer.

But this burning instinct could even suppress my heat inhibitors.

My gaze locked on her; my inner wolf kept screaming for me to mark her. 

But I mustn't in that moment; she was my enemy.

I couldn't suppress my pheromone. 

What's happening? Why now? Why her? I hate her, but my wolf was reacting.

I want her, Kalean. I can't fight it.

And suddenly my scent hit through the dark forest.

How could a lowly runt get me into rut? 

My claws slid out, it locked around her throat, and instantly, my lips touched hers.

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FREYA POV.

My eyes slid open, weak and pale.

 My vision was blurry; a scent ripped through my nostrils. It was so strong and soothing that weave through my veins, acting like a magical fog, dulling every pain in my ribs and limbs, replacing it with a dizzying and blurry vision and a warm atmosphere.

My head kept pounding, my bones cracked, hands were cold.

A dominant alpha scent; I can't help it. I don't know why. It felt warm and subduing, caging me into a cloud. It has a raging, burning scent.

I felt my lips on his, his hands on my waist. 

I don't know why I can't push him away. 

 This scent. Is subduing. My wolf kept screaming for me to run. But I couldn't move and itched. 

It's like I'm trapped in his web.

His hands dug into my breast, down to my soft, crispy nipple as he squeezed them gently.

 I couldn't hold it anymore. A soft moan slipped from my lips, and in that moment, everything went quiet. My pains, my world, the abuse I passed through- everything felt like a burden lifted off, like I was in a never ending dream. I was so coated in this scent.

His lips grasped my mind gently back. Gently, as he kept squeezing my nipples.

 I let out a soft moan; in that moment, my hand slid to his collar. Each button fell out. 

My hands felt his smooth, hard chest.

 His arms ran around my waist gently, and in that movement, the kissing stopped, and slowly he swiped down gently to my throat. 

His lips pressed gently on them as he licked them. He stopped and pulled my dress slightly. His lips went down to my nipples. His tongue wiggled on them.

I leaned closer for his tongue to dive deeper into them. His tongue kept wiggling on my nipples, soft and calm. 

A loud moan tore through my throat. 

He leaned down closer. His hands swiped to my soft, wet nipples, squeezing them gently. 

My hands locked on his chest as his lips swept down to my waist, down to my thighs, sucking each gently and softly. 

He pulled down. My dress, leaving my panties. He also pulled them down.

His strong hands held my throat as I arched slightly. My legs tore apart, and his lips found my wet pussy. His tongue slid into my pussy; each wet gel kept dripping into them.

His soft tongue dug into my pussy, feel his hard dick through his pants. In that moment, his head slid back up to my nipples.

 His lips wriggled on them as he held my throat. I gasped; a soft moan tore out from my throat, a satisfied one, then his lips went back. To my lips, a rough kiss.

Then he leaned back down to my pussy. His tongue dug on them, this time not soft but fast. 

A loud moan ripped through my throat as I gasped.

His hands slid down to his trousers; he pulled them down. Now I could feel his hard dick through his pants.

He pulled it down; my hands got on his dick. The savory scent hit me.

It was hard. I wanted it in me.

 His dick kept diving on my wet pussy. I let out a soft moan. I was carving it down my pussy. His hand sliced to my wet, tender pussy, tingling them as his dick dug right into my pussy slowly and gently.

I let out a soft, satisfied moan. 

He kept diving. He kept diving deeper, gently. In that moment, I felt my world about to explode. 

And for hours, I kept moaning loudly in delight as his hand locked on my nipples.

And an hour passed, the scent started fading, and his dick pulled out slightly from my pussy.

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KALEAN POV.

My dick slid out from her pussy satisfied and boiling in fury. Then I suddenly heard a growl from the shadows. It was near. I instantly pulled out my dick, and she dozed off instantly, and I placed her dress on her.

I stood up, put on my clothes, and stepped into the shadows.

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FREYA POV.

My eyes slid open gently, my head pounding heavily. I held them, screaming out in pain. 

My vision was blurring, but my eyes instantly caught on a dashing young man 

Six feet tall, red hair and blue eyes, and a sharp V-shaped jawline. And soft pink lips. 

He was half naked, his gaze locked on my feet, which were tied with fabric. 

My hands clenched the fabric on my chest.

 My breath hitched 

 This caught his Attention.

"Please, are you the one who saved me?" 

My eyes lit up.

 His lips stretched into a warm smile. 

"Yes, beauty, I saved you, he said softly. My name is Thorne.