Filed To Story: Goddess's Design His Fated Mate (Willow & Reuben)
With both hands, she desperately attempted to pull Dark back to safety, unaware of the look in Dark’s eyes.
Dark’s heart quickened uncontrollably at the sight of her indescribable beauty, and the scent emanating from her made him crazy with need.
Looking at her flushed rosy cheeks, he tightened his grip on her hand and pulled her into the river with him. She screamed, thrashing her arms and legs in the water even though she couldn’t swim. Dark watched as she began to drown before his eyes. Stretching out his arms, he pulled her closer to his body. She immediately clung to him as if he were a lifeline. Her wet body pressed against his completely, until he could feel every curve of her. Her reckless act ignited a flame inside him.
Taking deep breaths and panicking, Willow looked up at Dark, to find him eyeing her. “Why did you pull me in?”
she scolded, but all he could see was her small face, mere inches away from him. Her big, fearful eyes were watery, her small mouth spewing scolds was juicy, and her voice was just seductive enough to make him hard. However, her scent it was indescribably addictive and mouthwatering to him.
His eyes shone when he realized the scent coming from her was not ordinary. He couldn’t help but take a bite of her neck, tasting her blood. The metallic yet sweet taste of her mixed in his mouth euphoric as his mind was blown from the shock. She had evil blood in her, blood capable of attracting other evil, even rogues, to her.
He stared at her like a lunatic. The flower he had been looking for, for years, was finally in his grasp. Her mother or one of her ancestors must have had evil blood that she inherited, resulting in her having blood made just for Dark. She was his “Ow that hurt!”
Willow pulled away from Dark and swam to the riverbank with great difficulty. Once she stepped on the riverbank, she glared at him. “I tried to save you and you bit me! If you want to die then go die outside my pack. Don’t dirty the water!”
With that, she turned around and quickly left, glancing back at him once with scared eyes. His mismatched eyes were frightening to her.
What really sent shivers down her spine was the smile forming in his eyes as he eyed her wet back. She immediately turned around and tried to run, only to bump into someone. She gasped and looked up, only to find Dark standing in front of her. Her eyes widened in shock as to how he appeared before her so suddenly.
“You how did you ”
she trailed off, frozen in fear.
He leaned closer to her face and asked, “What’s your name, Rose?”
“Rose?”
Willow blinked at him, still frozen in fear. “Why are you calling me Rose?”
His lips curled into an evil smile.
“Beautiful yet wild, you are my Rose,”
Dark said.
That day Willow ran away, but before she could tell anyone about the creepy encounter, she heard rumors of Alpha Benjamin’s nephew having mismatched eyes and being mentally challenged.
Thinking him crazy like Alpha Benjamin had insinuated, she didn’t pay much attention to what happened with Dark. However, from that moment on, she started getting the feeling that someone was stalking her from the shadows. Of course, whenever she would turn, there was only darkness. She never realized that it had always been Dark hanging around wherever she was. He had become addicted to her scent, her beauty, and her, to the point he could not stay away from her.
“Why are you here again?”
Willow frowned upon finding him on the riverbank for the third consecutive day. She had no idea that he knew the entirety of her schedule by heart, “Aren’t you Uncle Benjamin’s nephew? Don’t you have a place to stay?”
Dark grabbed her hand and pulled her down to sit next to him. “Am I bothering you that much, Rose? Do you love this river that much?”
Whenever he called her Rose, her heart squeezed in panic for an unknown reason.
Dark looked deep into her eyes, realizing that she had never been touched by a man before because as soon as their bodies touched, she pulled away as if her body was on fire. It irritated him to no end. She was never supposed to move away from him, but he let it go this once, deciding to train her slowly. “I don’t like water,”
she claimed, her eyes shining beautifully under the night sky.
“Then what do you like?”
Dark asked, intentionally acting mentally challenged around her.
“I like fire,”
her eyes held a different shine when she talked about fire.
“You like fire?”
the corners of Dark’s lips curled into a smile. “How much do you like it?”
he questioned.
She was silent for a couple of seconds before she replied, “So much that I wish that flames ignited and caught every part of the pack until the flames grew to such heights that they reached the sky,”
she giggled at her own crazy words but her desire was stored in Dark’s mind.
“My Rose loves fire,”
he murmured under his breath.
Whenever he stalked her, she could never find him even though she felt him and slowly she believed she had misunderstood the situation. She was like a carefree bird, lighthearted even when changing clothes. The time he saw her naked, he could not sleep for days. It was as if he was on a drug that made his cock never get soft as it begged for her tight little pussy alone. He wanted her
“Why do you always come here? You’ve been doing it for over a week now. This is my hiding spot,”
she complained.
“Hiding spot? What is so special about it?”
he continued his act of being mentally challenged like usual.
She threw her school bag down and sat on the riverbank a few feet away from him, “Whenever I am angry or sad, I come here. Whenever I want to get away from the world, I come here,”
she murmured, dipping her hand in the water. He watched her fingers move in the water, finding it seductive, struggling to control himself from throwing her to the ground and fucking her right there.
His cock hardened in his pants at the sight of her smooth long legs fueled by the image of her naked figure imprinted in his mind. “Who pissed you off then?”
His voice was grave.
“Everyone! I just hate everyone!”
She slapped the water. “I can’t go here or there! I can’t do this or that!”
Her face flushed as her eyes grew watery. “I just hate the whole world, even this pack.”
He moved closer to her, lifting her chin with a finger. “Want me to kill them?”
She looked at him in stunned silence for a moment, “What?! No!”
Her eyes widened like an owl’s.
He felt a thirst burning inside him, “Why? Don’t you hate them?”
he raised his brows, inching closer to her lips.
She froze under his touch once again, her eyes full of fear at their close proximity. “I ”
she opened her mouth in panic, watching him getting closer to her before she pulled away in alarm. “I hate them but I don’t like blood or death!”
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