Fated To The Werewolf Huntress novel Chapter 4

Location: The woods

Damien's POV

Crashing safely behind her,earning her attention,sly smiles evolve my lips.

Her straight Blondie hair matches perfectly her broad spotless face, same goes to her puppy glittering eyes and pink coloured lips.

Oh,how I've desired viewing this pretty face.

Staring towards her boobs,my sly smile gradually broadens. Their firm standing and robust appearance appears extremely seductive to arouse a boner,her cloth exposing nipples aren't left behind, obviously she screams perfection.

"Who are you and why on earth am pulled to you?" she questions, staring expressions mixed at my glittering eyes, allowing her revolving vanilla stinch collide against my nostrils, sending spinning sensations up my brains.

Romantically pulling her by her hips, allowing her tits collide sexually against my firm chest, slight moans unexpectedly escapes her lips.

Staring down,eye roaming her alluring lips and green hazel eyes,I pull my closer towards her ears, emittng my seductive response.

"Your mate pretty,am your mate" I whisper, taking her aback in shock.

"Mate?" She cringes.

"Of course,my mate,my moon chosen mate" I reply, heightening her confused expression.

Ryder himself growls within confusion, desiring control but hell no,I ain't setting free my thick headed werewolf during my first conversation with my mate.

"Hell no Ryder!" I mumble angrily, reducing his request for dominance.

"You certainly have no idea our conversation topic?" I ask, earning negative nods from her.

"Oh shit,this is bad,this is terrible" I mumble, running my already sweaty palm along my head.

Seriously thought convincing a she wolf into being my Luna within a limited period of thirty days was my major problem but here I am,meant to lecture a human or better non she wolf the rules and ethics guarding the werewolves before convincing her into ruling a pack categorized of thousand werewolves,all require completion within a limited time of thirty days.

"This is all messed up Ryder,this is fucking messed up" I complain.

"Told ya something was off the instant I felt her having no inner wolf" Ryder blames, expressing both sadness and embarassment at recent events turnout.

Well who wouldn't feel embarrassed,mated to an ignorant human definitely potrays shame to the royal household.

Mom is certain to be disappointed.

"I really am sorry if though am being a hindrance to your inner thoughts but if possible can your name be shared?" Her meekly and seductive voice chips,distrupting my ongoing inner conversation with Ryder.

"Can I?" Again she request, brushing slightly her fingers against mine, sending unexpected sparks through us both.

Despite her being a human,the shared mate bond remains.

Forcing desperate smiles up my lips,I reluctantly blurt a response

"Am Damien, prince Damien Dark" I introduce, ignoring my alpha and princehood life.

"Well am Kara, princess Kara Dugan, princess of...." She hesitates.

"Just princess Kara Dugan" she introduce, maintaining her constant heart melting smile.

"Wow a princess"

"Pretty name princess Kara" I compliment.

"Keep it informal Damien,you also are royalty" she laughs.

"As you wish my lady, anyways pleasure meeting you" I add, pecking her right palm, earning growls from Ryder.

"Play along Ryder,she's our only hope to claiming that throne" I mumble, making him scoff in return.

"Like I earlier questioned,why on Earth am I pulled to you?" She questions again.

"Well,you're my mate,we both feel similar connection and moon bestowed love,we both posses a love streaming link connecting us both called the mate bond" I explain, hoping she understands.

"Wait, please heave in a deep breath and slow down,this is coming extremely fast and rapid,I need to get a hang of everything. For starters you claim being my mate, pondering on us sharing similar mate bond right?" She questions, earning hasty nod from me.

"Then what or who on Earth is this mate bond?" She questions, making me sigh in fustrastion.

Seriously can't believe myself going through this,never for once viewed myself assuming the post of a historical lecturer.

Leaning against a nearby tree, huge sighs escapes my lips before commencing the so call lecture or explanation.

"Well,a mate bond is somewhat a bethrotment,it occurs when both genders are destined to be together,that explains our uncontrollable and consistent desire for each other's company. We've been bethroted together by the moon Kara,and no power within this world can change that" I explain, earning an outburst laughter from her.

"Oh Damien,I literally have zero idea who you are,your interior motives and much more,us feeling similar sparks and cravings for each other's company dosent prove our bethrotment or us being mated from birth. Though I have zero idea and explanation regarding the tingling sensations,huge loveable sparks, alluring vanilla and strawberry stinch and most especially cravings towards each other but I doubt our so called bethrotment or so moonly mating" she responds, taking me aback in shock.

"You have no idea but I do Kara,I have general knowledge and understanding regarding our uncontrollable love, sparks and cravings towards each other,all I need is a chance,an opportunity proofing out current felt love ain't fake rather genuine,grant me such chance Kara and I assure you the best" I persuade, wishing to reframe current her perspective.

"Like earlier mentioned,I have zero idea who you are and your motives,either positive or negative,I literally commenced a conversation with you just few minutes ago,you don't expect me leaping above joy over wierd speeches and assurance. I really am sorry Damien but I ain't interested,I wish being no indulgement amongst your wierd and complicated bethrotment or mate bond" she finalize, broadening the deepened emotional cut within my heart.

"Are you seriously rejecting me being your mate and bethroted?" I question, having looks of disbelief roaming through my cringing face.

"Of course Damien,I reject being your bethroted,I reject being amongst your wierd belief regarding the moon and finally I reject you being my bethrot" she responds, earning loud painful growls from Ryder.

"Y...yo..you kidding right" I stammer.

"You seriously kidding,you possibly can't reject me being your mate,it's impossible. You seriously can't,you rejecting me signifies my end, please review a second thought, please" I plead, grappling hold her succulent hands, ignoring Ryder's raging and devastated growls.

Her rejection certainly wasn't amongst the plan,I viewed my plan running smoothly excluding unwanted negativities and ill possible outcomes but her bluntly rejecting the mate bond feels outta this world.

Ryder's continuous inner grows etched with hurt worsens and heightens the ever flowing pain.

His presistent battle for dominance and control, appears uncontrollable and unbearable.

Roughly pulling free my grasp she stares unfazed, blurting the final heart shattering words.