PHOBOS KING OF BEASTS CH 33: Mine (Patreon)

There was this unendurable burning feeling in my heart when I was carried into Vůdce's tent whilst I was fighting for my life that I shall never forget, an unpleasant stabbing sensation within bound me when I drowsily beheld the grief-stricken face of my male which was illuminated to me by the moon that seemed to mourn with him for later on that dreadful night her light had dimmed and the glistening stars hid to Phobos's distress and his neverending howls of agony as though he was the one who was wounded. 

Despite the pain of my flesh all I kept crying out was his name begging the leader of females to bring him inside, for I was terrified it would be the last I would be able to see him for a while. My soul never ceased summoning my mate even when she uncovered my bruised neck and prepared it for healing.

 And when she squeezed a peculiar fluid-filled moulded ball of herbs right over my gaping flesh my body sprung forward and an ear-splitting screech tore out my throat for I had never once felt such intense pain before. 

Each time I cried out sobbing aloud he screamed with me for every bit of my misery he felt it too and was living through it all. And throughout my treatment I thought that it was merely a sense of panic that defeated me in that situation and that he wouldn't leave my side for we had overcome numerous tests and tribulations to get we were that moment, I thought he would fight for us in a way.  

But his need to protect me always came first and soared above his desire for anything else, even the eternal love we held for the other for after that night my male had vanished. When I had awoken the next day, Vůdce stood by my side and unhappily informed me he was nowhere to be found and I distinctly heard the very first crack of the outer shell of my heart to her truth.

I once more wept sorrowfully for we were torn apart again and my soul couldn't handle it. I couldn't handle being alone without him anymore I had gotten so used to his electrifying warmth that my flesh froze instantly without his heat. 

For several nights I dreamt he returned home to me, laid beside me on our bed calling my name in that delicate voice he owns meant only for my ears. But it never did happen and I got desperate with each fleeting day, fury rose from my inner depths at my male to the decision he took without paying heed to my wishes. I understood the reasons behind his antics but I couldn't fathom how he would leave without even a single word of farewell. 

Moreover, I was consumed by anxiety as I could neither speak nor walk for a whole month. My neck was regularly bandaged and I was bedridden. My pain escalated with each day as my moon blessed wasn't beside me to aid in my healing process and my wolf caged herself not wishing to come out either. I felt mercilessly abandoned just like when I was eighteen and it agitated me even more. But from that tiny seed of anxiety grew raw fear...fear that he will never return to me.

During that one month Moira took good care of me she grew to be the support I terribly needed during those frightful times. She fed me, changed me and even cleaned after me. Yes, it would have been embarrassing if Phobos was the one doing all that instead but I still hopelessly yearned for him. If he simply stayed by my side and spoke to me that would have been more than enough for me to recuperate but the lack of his presence merely brought forth heartache to accompany my physical suffering. 

In the last two weeks, my throat has fully healed and the bandages were finally removed. I have regained my strength and was gifted with no more nightly visits to Vůdce's hut for medication. I feel relieved for all is back to normal, all except having Phobos with me. 

"Královna." Drakho's faint voice beckons me and I turn my gaze from the calm waters towards him. "I noticed you did not eat lunch so I brought it to you." He utters while showing me a full plate containing fresh bread and chess with thinly cut slices of dried meat. 

"Do you think he has eaten?" I ask coolly studying the pine trees on the opposite side of the river that seems to be concealing something.

"Whom?"

"My male." 

"Of course he has. Alpha Phobos never misses a meal, Luna." I beam at his blunt words. Indeed my male treasures food so much, he loves to eat and has a big belly unlike any other. 

I wonder if he misses my cooking rather I am sure he does for I remember on the days we bickered he would find our pack's food laid at our table instead of my home-cooked meals. He would make me feel guilty for not cooking for him for his shoulders would visibly sag and the tips of his lips would dip downwards revealing to me his displeasure. The beast would appear like a pup to me during those times.  

"Where is he now, Drakho?"

"Luna I have mentioned it to you several times-"

"I know but just tell it to me again, I wish to hear it. That way it would keep my heart still for a little while longer." 

"Král took one of our trucks and went to sojourn in a nearby pack. I am unsure when he shall return for he did not inform me before he left." He repeats the same words he has told me countless times before but my heart continues to clench achingly, his truth does not pacify me at all not even a little. There is no uncertainty of his location and for that I am grateful but what is unknown is our future.

I know Phobos, if he found something to be right from his point of view he shall never waver and set the path straight on our behalf. The thing with that dull-witted beast is that he never tries to think from my perspective of any situation. Most of the time I hold certain solutions that would suppress our problems but he never chooses to discuss them with me, his answer is the final word. Stupid Alpha male!

"And this pack, you cannot take me there yes?" 

"I cannot, Luna. It is too far from here and Alpha's orders are to keep you here on our lands for he knew you would attempt to run after him." Drakho is lying, I had known it all along. Phobos will never choose to leave his pack vulnerable without his protection, he must be somewhere close. But his headstrong Beta will not bend to my masked interrogation.

"He is such a foolish male. Is he not, Drakho?" I whisper as his eyes broaden imperceptibly to my question.

"I cannot answer that I do not wish to be beheaded." He utters with a low bow as I giggle at his words. Only I possess the courage to call Phobos this way, I am the only wolf he allows to call him such names.

"Do you know how long he has been gone for? 1 month and three weeks. 51 days to be exact, Drakho. And do you know what scares me the most? That male has put up a barrier around his mind and soul and I...I cannot feel him." 

"He is doing this for your safety, Luna."

I rise to stand on my feet whilst briskly turning to the side to meet his serene eyes, my annoyance to the words 'my safety' surging. "I am fine, Drakho. I am breathing and well."

"Yes but Alpha needs to get his beast under control, you mustn't be harmed again. He has lived all these years solely to protect you and I hope you can be patient with him."

"You see that is what I lack. I used to be very patient, when I turned eighteen I waited for that male to come and claim me but over the years I have lost every bit of it. I have matured on your lands and I will not simply sit here like a damsel in distress waiting for him. It is my turn to go fetch my male, Drakho." I utter whirling around to grasp the plate from his hands and march back from the river bed towards the pack grounds.

"How will you do so, Luna? You do not know anything about his location or how to get there."

"As for where he is I will solve it soon, I am close to obtaining my answer. And I will get there with one of our trucks it is quite simple." I reply while casually shoving a small strip of meat into my mouth.

"You cannot drive, Královna. You would not know the way either." He stomps after me striving to suspend my plans. 

"It does not matter. I will run there if I have to."

"Luna please." He pleads with me. This has been an occasional discussion between us that would take place at least once a week where I would say I am going to flee in the middle of the night to search for Phobos and he would beg me not to. On the days we have this conversation Drakho would sleep outside my cabin door keeping a lookout in case I chose to go forward with my plan.

"What choice do I have? He has left me with no options. I miss him so much that I cannot sleep or eat well and I need to go visit my family in a week. I am not leaving without him."

"He will return by then." This male has been instructed to keep me here at all costs and he is quite good with his words and manipulation but I am strong-minded to not fall for his tricks. 

"We both know he will not." 

"Then I will lock you up as per Alpha's ord-" Before he could finish his sentence I am swift to whirl around and bare my teeth to him resounding growls rumbling from deep within my chest condemning what he meant to say. "Luna." He bows with respect understanding my displeasure. 

"This discussion is over. I will speak with you on this later on for I must aid the females in preparation for tonight's bonfire." The pack is holding a big bonfire at the heart of the ground in celebration of the numerous females who have gotten pregnant on our lands, it will be held tonight and they had been preparing for it all of last month.

"Luna." Moira smiles at me in greeting and I receive her with a terse nod. "You are right on time, we were wondering which of your spices to use for the fish."

"What flavour do you wish to acquire?"

"Something mildly sour? All the expecting females seem to have a craving for such taste." She replies and I nod wincing to the piercing sadness in my heart her words give way to. I...I am still not pregnant and I never fail to feel the searing questioning stares of the elders as they pass by. They are getting restless and impatient just like me.

There is this bitter voidness that has been growing within me whenever I look at the swollen bellies of the soon to be mothers and without my mate by my side that emptiness has been smothering me every night. 

"You can infuse lemon and mint leaves directly into the meat. It will give that aftertaste the females are desiring for." Moira pays heed to my words and instantly moves towards the cutting board to slice up the lemon whilst I gather the leaves and stand beside her to rinse them in a bowl filled with fresh water. 

"Have you not been craving anything lately?" She asks randomly. I understand everyone is curious whether Phobos's seed has done the job or not. 

"I have. I have been craving for my male." Moira lets out a quiet sigh of understanding, it is not the answer she was seeking but she empathizes for she once was in the same position as me.

"You were almost killed and this was the only way Alpha could protect you."

"That is where the misunderstanding sprouts from. His beast merely wished to mark me as his nothing more. It was the only way he could get to me for I constantly pushed him away. There was a sense of urgency that clouded his actions for he was scared Phobos would reign him back before he could take his rightful portion of my flesh."

"We do not understand why he fancies you. It is the first where the pack has encountered the beast chasing after the human." 

"Yes, that is what alarmed me in the first place for it is uncommon to be desired by your mate's wolf. But Phobos has always been different from us and his beast cherishes me, Moira."

"How do you know this?" 

"Because I feel him now. He meant no harm and this distance between us is killing him just as me. I wish to go bring Phobos back not purely for him but also for his beast. I want to bring both, my males, home." 

She gasps faintly to my truth as she cannot believe I have uttered such words knowing very well my life was almost taken by him. Over the past month, the beast's emotions were conveyed little by little through the mark he gave me. It terrorised me at first I shall admit for it was as though I was drowning in the vast oceans unable to reach the surface and if I sought to swim away he merely clutched my ankle and yanked me back down farther below water. We were invariably fighting and at one point I truly thought he was trying to kill me.

But with each day I sank, I discovered that the bottom of the ocean was not a scary place but...haven. A home the beast had built for me and my wolf, just like Phobos wished to build one for us in the wilderness. All I needed was to do was to accustom to that feeling and lose the fear I felt for him. He needed to mark me for Phobos and I kept pushing him away from me and my wolf all in the name of safety, he needed for me to see to feel the yearning he possesses to simply be loved by us.

"I need you to help me, Moira."

"Of course, Luna." She says pausing her task to give heed to me.

"Drakho says Phobos is staying in a faraway pack but I know that is not true." Her eyes widen and she hurriedly shifts them to her feet peering down at the earth. I clearly hear the pace of her heartbeat quickening and just like that, I have my answer. "I have been patient all this while waiting for the truth to come out not wanting to corner either of you but Drakho and you are two stubborn wolves keeping your mouths sealed as per orders." 

"I-I do not know anything, Luna. I am not notified of his whereabouts." She takes a step back and I take one forward trapping her against the table. 

"Do not lie to me, Moira. Where is my male?" 

"I really do not know, Královna." When I open my mouth to intimidate her into spilling the truth I arrest myself my globes broadening to the unexpected smell of fresh blood that captures the entirety of my attention. I immediately hoist my nose skyward sniffing around striving to figure out whom it belongs to.

"I smell blood." 

"No, I do not smell anything. A-Anyways do you think I have added enough lemon to the fish? Must I add more?" She questions with a hint of anxiety in her voice whilst boosting the raw meat towards my nose trying to manipulate my sense of smell. I take an unsteady step backwards away from her heat the bowl in my trembling hands plunging to the grass floor whilst the strong scent of metallic blood guides me towards the wilderness. 

I take in a shaky breath the rhythms of my heart growing faster with each worrying second, there is no way that male is residing there I had investigated the outer borders several times throughout the last few weeks and found no trace of him. But what if he has returned recently or what if I carelessly missed the obvious hints? This raw smell of blood what if it belongs to him? What if he is hurt?

"No," I whisper aloud with a shake of my head to the negative doubts that fill my mind. 

"Luna you mustn't," Moira utters from behind me her palm laid gently over my back in a trial to calm me.

I need to go, I need to find him. As his female, it is my responsibility to make sure he is safe and sound. And without sparing another single thought, I run as fast as my feet can take me towards the tree line that warmly welcomes me from a distance. I know it is not safe entering the wastelands without a wolf who knows those grounds by my side but if there is a chance he is there I must take the risk for I know no wolf here shall aid me as they are shackled by his instructions.

"Drakho! Naše královna!" Moira screams with terror pointing in my direction and all the wolves are keen to listen to her working together to hinder my path but I am fleet to dodge each trial and make my own route towards the forest. I want to see you. I want to touch you, you stupid male so please be here and do not let my effort go to waste. 

(Drakho! Our queen!)

"No! Luna!" Drakho was slow to figure out what was transpiring but he has gotten on track chasing after me like a damn hunter. There is no way I can surpass him in speed but once I get in I can take the obscure trail Phobos showed me last time, and the beta will not be able to find me. 

Despite the startled cries of my pack wolves I successfully dart past the tree wall that gives way into the dense forest and trail off towards the side to sneak below the sleeping tree log and crawl forward to the secluded track. Once I am back on my feet I turn around to check if Drakho has caught up but it is just as I thought he was too late to pursue me which gave me enough time to escape him. 

Taking a heavy long breath preparing myself for the risk I shall take I commence to shuffle forward, yes I do not know where I am going and yes this might be impetuous but I have come to a position where I will do anything to find him for I am not the female I once was anymore. There is no such thing that a female cannot chase after her male despite the danger and this is my way of showing him just how much I truly love him.

Struggling through the lush plants that obstruct my path I decide to head north following the scent of blood that still lingers in the air, I am not able to figure out if it belongs to him or not for I am caught off guard by numerous dissimilar smells. 

All I need to find is that location he showed me last time, the small plot of land which is embraced by sunlight. There is a chance he has made himself a shelter there, he enjoys being here by himself all I need to do is locate him and drag him back home by his ear. He will be punished for his decision. 

"Phobos!" I yell out his name into the silence exploring around for his blissful scent only to hear the echo of my desperate voice returning to me. My wolf is withdrawn she is pacing around not liking being in a place which we are unfamiliar with, it unsettles her. 

Gritting my teeth I crouch down to shred the lower part of my dress and fling it far, if I need to wander the woods more I need to be free and not have this thing trailing after me limiting my movements. 

"I am here alone with no wolf protecting me, I will be eaten by one of the wild creatures if you do not come and stand in front of me this instant! Do you hear me?" I wheeze out. He shall surely come if he is actually present here and heard my voice. Me being in the heart of danger shall draw him to me like a moth to the flame. 

A sharp snap of a fallen tree branch that comes from behind me has my excitement mount above the surface. "Phobos?" I call his name softly spinning around expecting to be met with my beloved ocean blues but disappointment has a way of bounding me with every chance it gets. Only this time it brought along a threat to my life for I am greeted by one of our prime predators and her cubs. 

She observes me with her onyx beady eyes tracking my change of posture and so do I holding in my breath working to not make any sudden movement that shall agitate her. One of her cubs courageously leaps forward from behind her protective limbs and toddles towards me filled with curiosity and my breath hitches. The brown bear lunges forward a few steps for she thinks I am a peril to her advancing cub. This exact situation was what Phobos warned me of.

My wolf snarls hunching low getting into her attacking stance prepared to fight, her need to show her dominance clouding her judgment of the situation but I keep my calm, there is no way I can take her down for even extremely skilled warriors train for years to save themselves in the case they were confronted this way. I do not know what to do. 

She struts forward to circle me with her head held high only to drop it and produce a series of short open-mouthed lunges. She is very troubled for her ears are flattened against her head her eyes locked on me for I am the prime object of her fear just as she is to me. The bear reveals to me she is about to make contact, she is preparing to charge to go straight for the kill. My intense terror immobilizes my flesh and I visibly shake my eyes adhered to her furry body, one hit from her and I will not survive.

A high-pitched scream tears out my mouth and I crumple to the ground squirming backwards burrowing myself into the tree behind me clenching my eyes shut as she does a full-tilt run forward only to stop short at the last minute before our bodies collide. My breathing turns tremulous and I struggle to move shock taking over my body to the severe fright she just gave me. 

I understand what she is doing, this is a bluff. She is attempting to intimidate me. How do I show her I mean no harm? How do I get myself out of this situation? 

She circles me for the second time swaying her head side to side her cubs huddled together in the corner yet this single cub is truly trying to ruin me for it proceeds forward, even more, to rub up against me sniffing my calves with its tiny wet nose. Curiosity will not kill the cat this time but me instead.

"Theia!" The comforting sound of my frantic male beckoning me has me sit up instantly and despairingly seek him. He is here, I knew I was right! Phobos springs over the dense bushes from the side wearing nothing but a tight ripped loincloth skidding to a halt right in front of me his limbs are drawn open to stay on both of his sides shielding me and he is wheezing for breath uncontrollably, sweat coating his flesh whilst his cautious eyes are fixed on her. 

"Phob-"

"Not a word from you." He barks furiously and I clench my mouth shut soundlessly gazing down at my lap. I did not consider what would happen if and after I found him, perhaps it would be a happy reunion of lovers I thought but rather I would be punished of course. 

The bear stops in her tracks examining both of us, she somehow seems to understand the circumstances. Just like she is defending her cub he is protecting me, they both hold something important to them. Phobos backs up gradually not showing her his back at any point in time, he picks up the cub that clings to me and gently swats its back nudging it to its mother. 

"Můžeš mít svou samičku." He murmurs, his voice is so faint and delicate. He avoids eye contact with her and keeps his head low. But I see how he is stealthily getting into a stance as a precaution, if she comes for me he will attack her. 

(You can have your female) 

She leans down to sniff her cub inspecting for potential injuries checking to see if the little one was harmed in any way. When she finds none she opens her large mouth and tenderly picks up her young by the scruff of her neck. With one last lingering stare at the both of us, she walks away with the rest of the litter happily following her. A sigh of relief passes my lips as I watch them disappear into the darkness, that truly could have gone another way.  

Turning towards my male who has his bare back facing me I beam up at him my heart filled with happiness, I finally found him. I can take him home now. 

"Get up." He speaks and I sulk to the upsetting sternness in his voice.

"What?"

"I said get up, Theia." There is a slight climb in the sound of his voice charged with anger at me only to rapidly turn around to grasp my right wrist in a crushing grip and yank me up whilst I wince to his savage brutality. He marches forward towards the path I came from dragging me with him and I trip over bark, branches and stems endeavouring to keep up with his brisk pace and large hurried steps.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed again now that you have finally healed?" He questions, despite the calmness of his voice I sense the thundering storm brewing beneath that is yet to be unleashed upon me.

"Phobos you are bleeding," I whisper upsetly regarding his deeply gashed palm that is swathed so poorly. So the blood I smelt...it is his and it appears as though he was hastily trying to mask it like he was worried I would come after him. 

"I asked you a question, you answer." Why is he behaving like this with me? Why is he so distant?

"I just came looking for you. I thought there was a chance that you were here and I also detected blood which scared me so I-"

"You intentionally neglected the warnings I gave you about this place just because you smelt blood. Death by a bear sounds marvellous yes?"

"Death by a bear? That sounds absurd Phobos." I giggle with a shake of my head, perhaps I can make a story to tell to the pups about this. A story of my heroic escape from a mama bear.

"Your immaturity I do not wish to handle it anymore. You leave this instant and you do not ever come back here. Do you understand?" He points his forefinger at the exit and I recoil at his austere words. I feel as though I am being reprimanded but also abandoned for the third time. 

"Is this what you have to say to me after disappearing just like that for almost two months? After I gambled my life to find you?"

"I never asked you to come for me, Theia. I came here for a reason and if you were mature enough to understand that you would have stayed back and not caused problems for your pack members or me. Your actions today are very similar to the juveniles I train very impulsive and reckless for a Luna." Understanding belatedly makes its home within me, this male has not missed me the way I missed him. He did not yearn for my presence, it is merely a sense of duty a sense of responsibility that he possesses for he did not leave in the name of love. Why must he make me feel so childish and so utterly stupid? 

It is not like I did not know the consequences of my actions, I knew what I was getting myself into. But what could I do it is arduous to fight oneself? All my mind and heart could say was I need him. Yet his words instil within me a degree of insecurity that leaves me breathless. Does he not need me as I need him? Can he stay away for a longer period without my presence? Is it just me who is struggling without his heat? No, I do not want that...I do not like that.

My lips quiver and tears are fleet to brim in my eyes, my throat tightens up and my heart aches to my thoughts. This is not what I had expected, I thought he would be happy to receive me. That he would be proud I was brave enough to explore the wilderness by myself so I could get to him. I thought he would know the instant we found each other just how much I love him. But this is a slap to my face, harsh reality is often the scenario for me.

"If you wanted 'maturity' in your life you should have asked the goddess for a female your age and not someone nine years younger than you. I will leave now and I will not come back this promise I will keep to you. But know this I am not a juvenile anymore, I have needs and because you choose to stay here instead of coming home with me I shall seek to appease them from one of your males." Announcing my last words filled with frustration and rage weeping noiselessly I spin on my heels proceeding towards the exit. Pitiless male.

A turbulent gnarl blares out his chest and he is fast to arrest me in his arms and fiercely slam me against the rough bark of a nearby tree, his arms planted on either of my sides beside my head he cages me leaving me no place to flee.

"Say those words again, Theia." He growls lowly his jaw clenched the unbearable raging heat of his ocean blues scorching my flesh. I have angered him even more. I keep my head down my sight blurry as continuous tears stream down my cheeks. My heart feels heavy. "Look at me when I speak to you." He states firmly clutching my jaw forcing me to meet his questioning eyes. 

"I wish to leave." I whimper to his cruel touch.

"Who taught you to speak like that to your male? Have you ever heard me utter such words to you with blatant disrespect?" I keep still crying quietly soft whines leaving my chest but he does not try to comfort me as he usually does. I have offended him too much. "Answer me. Must you disrespect me this way just because you do not like my actions? Then shall I say the same? I shall go and feed on the flesh of other females?" 

"S-Stop it, Phobos." I wouldn't have come if I had known we would simply quarrel at the end.

"Stop what? I haven't even started yet. Perhaps your family would have let you walk away with that but that does not work with me. Do you recognise your mistake or must I punish you right here to make you understand?" I wish to bare my teeth and show him my defiance but the seriousness in his eyes scare me, I am treading on thin ice here. 

"I know it." 

"Then where is your apology, Theia?"

"I am sorry." I utter and he finally lets me go pushing me once more towards the exit. 

"If you dare to disobey me again and come back here I will not punish you but Drakho and Moira instead. It will be a sight you will not like. Am I understood?" His warning has me shiver, Alpha pheromones leak out his pores showing to me his dominance. 

"Yes." As soon as I give out my confirmation Phobos turns on his feet and trudges forward with neither another glance nor another word at me which has my heart throb more.

"Why?" I ask dejectedly my voice cracking soft hiccups quaking my flesh and my male stops in his tracks turning around to regard me.

"Why what?" 

"Why is it that I am the one who loves you more? Why is it that I am always the one yearning for you? Why do you not love me the way I love you? Why do you not see the meaning behind my actions today?" 

"I came here because I love you, Theia. To protect you. Why else would I-"

"No, you lie! You find it so effortless to leave me it comes to you naturally. You do not need my love but he deserves it more."

"Whom?" His eyes bulge slightly at my truth, his hands clenched into firm quivering fists as he awaits my reply. 

"Your beast."

"No, you do not belong to him. You are mine." He yells his voice so very hoarse as he takes a large step towards my simmering heat his possessiveness towering taking control of him. He disapproves of me saying such things.

"Yes I belong to you but I... belong to him too and you must make peace with that. Make peace with him." 

"If it is my words you do not understand I shall show you with my body whom exactly you belong to. Come here." He snaps exposing his canines to me hunting to find a way to capture me so he can fuck me into submission and make me cry out his name until he is pacified. 

"Do you see this mark? I feel him now Phobos, I am not frightened of him anymore." I bare scarred my neck to him and his breath audibly hitches his body sways to what he sees, a vivid dried wound stands out on my pale flesh. 

"He almost killed you, he almost took you away from me, has scarred you for life and you wish to love him. I will not let you Theia. He does not deserve it."

"He is your equal Phobos. Tell me will you not love my wolf? Is she not yours?"

"I love her. She is mine."

"Then your beast, he belongs to me too and I assure you he will never harm me again."

"Stop speaking on his behalf! You do not know him he is different from the others, he will not bend to you and will do as he pleases." I sense dark waves of anxiety enveloping my being but it is not my own for it radiates from my moon blessed. He recognises what it is I am going to do and it is making him apprehensive.

"He will listen to me and I am going to show that to you right now." I declare while speedily racing out the tree line towards the pack grounds.

"Do not do it, Theia. Stop!" Phobos roars trying to stop me but I overlook his fear. I must do this, I need to be the bridge between those two males.

"Luna!" Drakho hurries forward with a group of skilled warriors trailing after him. 

I turn towards the forest facing my male who stands at a distance shaking his head pleading with me to not do it. He does not possess the power anymore in this situation, I do. His beast will not submit to him but he will pay heed to me.

"What is happening?" Drakho questions from my side a deep frown lingering amid his brows. Our pack wolves have gathered behind me each watching in curiosity and confusion.

Sealing my eyes taking a deep breath I enter the waters the beast resides in and swim downwards towards the home he has built for us. "Theia!" Phobos cries out my name in warning he is against this and he shall fight the one who is anticipating my call.

"Pojď. Pojď ke mně, mé zvíře."  I scream out and Phobos crumples to his knees upon the soil grunting in agony clutching onto his head for the inner war has begun between man and beast to my call. I swallow nervously keeping my calm despite the worry I feel seeing my male undergo physical suffering because of me.

(Come. Come to me, my beast)

I witness my male battle the beast with everything he has within him, a struggle between glowing gold and striking ocean blues take part within his globes. Phobos holds equal power and strength, he will not permit the beast to surge forward. He refuses to give up control.

"Přijít," I yell again my voice booming out compelling him to break through to the surface hoping my voice shall guide him to the light and not be defeated by Phobos's wrath. "Let him come to me, Phobos." 

(Come)

The piercing sounds of his bones vigorously breaking one after the other to elongate and rupture through his skin has the beats of my heart quicken. Whilst the core of his flesh and his torso change shape each of his ligaments and tendons tear to mend with the new frame of his bones. His tattoos stretch with his skin fading into sprouting thick onyx fur, razor-sharp claws push through from each paw and pointed canines struggle through his gums. Phobos has given the king control. 

When the omnipotent beast is finally birthed under the full moon he stands tall in all his glory and gazes up at us with his bewitching golden globes, his dominance the raw power majestically oozes from him to overwhelm us into submission. My pack wolves sink to their knees their head bowed low with reverence. "Král." They greet him in unison, they welcome the beast who never reveals himself in his true form but has done so in answer to my request.

His head is held high his chest puffed with pride of whom he is but he cares for none of his wolves but me for his calm eyes are anchored to my flesh. My wolf lets out her shrill whines and whimpers clawing through the cage I have thrust her in and demands I set her free for the one she has yearned all her life stands before her. Her male.

The beast saunters forward with confidence for he is the ruler of these lands, he is larger than any male I have ever beheld before his golden orbs are so hair-raising yet at the same time crystalline and so very alluring one could drown in them. He speaks with those eyes that hold immaculate depth. The fur that embraces his masculine frame evokes a need to run my fingers through them as I do with Phobos's hair. 

When he is close enough sharing with me the warmth of his being I slowly sit upon the dirt and he cautiously tracks my movements his eyes slightly narrowing down at me. This male is very composed for our first real meeting unlike regular wolves owning a similar demeanour to Phobos. His eyes linger on my neck an indirect command he gives me with an earsplitting roar and I wince to the ringing sound that follows in my ears. He wants me to bare my neck to him. 

With trembling fingers, I sweep my locks aside uncovering the healed mark for him to view. He sets his wet snout onto my tender flesh sniffing around his artwork studying it. His long damp tongue laps up the scar and I pant to the fiery heat it ignites within. He licks the entirety of my neck, my lips, my cheeks and moves down to my heaving breasts. Signs of his affection.

Once he has sampled my flesh he locks his eyes with mine and I see him attempting to forge a connection with my wolf, he wants her to subjugate me and come out so he can meet her. I uncover my teeth to him in defiance not willing to give in to his desires and he arches low snarling at my antics disapproving of my disrespect.

"You yearn to meet her, I will let you. But you must promise me that you will behave. That you will not create any more obstacles for Phobos and me."

He gnarls noisily filled with irritation and rage and the power it holds has my pack wolves lay their foreheads upon the soil whimpering petrified of his wrath. The beast commences circling me as though he is hunting, as though I am merely prey for he does not like how I do not yield to his dominance, how I do not submit. No one has ever tried to question his authority before no wolf has dared to speak to him in such a way. Only Phobos has forged deals with this uncompromising male, I am the first after him to do so.

"I-In return I will set her free whenever you desire and I...I will love you equally as I love Phobos." My words have him freeze in his tracks as though he is registering the words I have just uttered in the abysses of his mind and his penetrating eyes plunge into mine seeking my truth. Raising my quivering palm restraining my anxiety and all-consuming nervousness of the situation I try to lay it upon the surface of his neck to touch him, to feel his heat only to earn a sharp nip to my wrist and I whimper extracting my hand back retaining it over my wildly hammering heart.

This male does not like to be touched.

Without prior warning, he leaps up balancing his being on his hind legs to slam his paws over my shoulders and shove me down earning a startled squeal from me. Once I am sprawled beneath him he elevates his right leg and urinates all over my belly, the pack members watch with puzzlement whilst my cheeks crimson to his bestial antics. I...I hadn't expected this. I squirm beneath him as I feel the warmth of his leaking urine soaking through my dress to smear the flesh of my nude belly. This is a new feeling.

As soon as he empties his bladder, he stoops down to lick the delicate skin of my neck once more. When his canines jab into the tissue my hands instinctively lift to grip onto his fur for support and without wasting any more time he gently immerses them into an untouched area of my neck creating his own place on my flesh, one Phobos will not be allowed to erase with his lust. This is unlike the last time he is considerate and is not rushing and I painfully close my eyes a deafening outcry parting my lips to the stinging discomfort of his fresh mark. 

The beast has marked his territory and has once more claimed me as his only this time he boastfully exhibited it to his pack. He need not speak for his actions confirms it all as to what he truly feels when it comes to me. Mine. 

A/N

Hello, my little wolves,

I hope you enjoyed the chappy! I apologize for the late update. I have moved far from home, and unpacking whilst settling in has drained me. I finally got to open my laptop today and have published this chappy for you all. Thank you for your patience and understanding!

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