The Beast's Virgin Claim

"I have been training papa. I can fight now." Mother lets out a loose gasp shocked by my truth whilst Cronus and father glance down at me with astonishment painted over both their faces.

"Can she handle blood now?"

"She can. She is a strong female, she can handle much more than that." When Phobos speaks of me to my family his chest swells up with pride. I wished to introduce him with such pride to my family but here he is doing the same with me. "You need not worry about Theia. Know that her belly will always be full, her bed warm, her desires appeased and she will always be loved, protected and cared for by her male."

Father nods to his words a brilliant light takes its seat in his bewildered eyes as he stares at my male registering the statements he uttered. He offers his palm as a sign of approval which Phobos rapidly grasps onto. "Welcome to the family, Alpha Phobos." He smiles up at him only to earn an appreciative nod from my moon blessed. Next comes Cronus who does the same but this time there is an imperceptible upward tilt of my male's lips, as though he is teasing him. No wolf of course witnesses this but me knowing Phobos like the rear of my hand I behold it clearly.

"Now since you two shallow males have finally ceased your interrogation can we please welcome Theia's moon blessed into our home?" Mama flashes her canines at both Cronus and papa both gulping tensely flinching to her aggression. I frequently stated this, at the end of the day mama is the true Alpha at home.

"How am I shallow?" Father trails after mother resembling an unsettled pup with his ears laid flat against his head and tail tucked between his legs with Cronus closely following both of them a stifled sigh leaving his lips.

"You know what I mean, Uranus." She argues back and I chuckle as their voices fade into the hallway. Some things never change.

"Come." I smile up at my male vigorously leading him inside by his hand.

"Theia, you merely have a few minutes to get ready. I would like for you to be present for the barbecue before the other wolves arrive." Cronus peeks out from the kitchen archway his mouth rammed with frosting that he has sneakily stolen from papa's bowl.

"All right, we won't be long Cronus."

"Your brother likes to eat," Phobos declares an indiscernible smirk on his face as he observes my brother who gawks at my male with irritation. These two are constantly at war like siblings and Phobos intentionally does or says things to provoke him further just to gauge his reaction for he finds him amusing. He treats him as though he is a pup sometimes, indeed he is nine years younger than him but I have never seen my mate be so playful with another other than Deimos and me.

"Yes, he does. I shall take you to my room Phobos. The last time you arrived here you did not get to discern much did you?"

"Indeed, I could not focus on my surroundings." He converses as I cheerfully escort him up the stairs towards my former room.

"Why not?"

"Because of you. You spellbound me the second you sprang out of the bush like a wild hare."

"I was nervous you know, it was not easy for me to show myself to you like that."

"So was I."

"You were nervous too?"

"Yes, your ethereal beauty stunned me. It caught me off guard as to be that close to you was different than what I had initially assumed it would feel like." My cheeks flare wildly to his words, no wolf ever speaks about my beauty the way he does. My beauty is often seen as the cause of envy in females and at one point I had begun to dislike how I looked but Phobos makes me feel beautiful and never fails to convince me that I should be proud of who I am. But I am glad that he was edgy too, that I wasn't the only one who couldn't endure the alluring sight of my mate.

Unlocking the door to my room has him enter with an urgency to promptly absorb its contents, I can feel his spirited anticipation. He hastily saunters towards the large board nailed to the wall that carries all the artwork that I created over the period of my juvenile years as tough it beckoned him the second he stepped foot in here. He raises his right limb so his fingers can tenderly skim the outline of each of my drawings that his luminous blues are so fascinated by. "Why do you not paint like this anymore? You own such unfathomable talent, Theia."

I noticed this before even when he had first come here when I was ten. Phobos treasures my creations more than I do he regularly looks towards them first, it is the only thing that captures him entirely. "I haven't had the time, Phobos. I am a Luna now aren't I?"

I wander towards where he stands and place my right shoulder upon the board leaning against it so I can perceive his eyes. Why does he look so...pained? "I...I do not like this, Theia." He whispers with a deep frown settled amid his brows, his voice is so very weak.

"What do you not like?"

"That you are unable to pursue your passion. This is why I had commanded Drakho to take all the art supplies you owned here so you could continue to do what you enjoyed back home. Yet I had forgotten all about it."

"It is not a big problem. I-"

"No, it is. When you were ten this was the only thing that would ignite a raging fire in your eyes, a fire that would consume me with its searing flames. I do not wish for you to lose touch with this. Look at how beautiful they are, Drah." He beams up at each one of them as though he is greeting them showing to each his admiration. "I wonder what thoughts consumed my juvenile Theia's mind as she painted each of these. Each careful stroke of the brush, each specifically chosen colour bewitches me."

"Are you able to know what exactly it is I have painted here?"

"I am unable to, I find it complex to picture them but I feel as though it was important to you."

"It was and still is. You see this one?" I set my forefinger against the first one I ever produced pinned to the board. "These are your eyes. And these here are your nose, your lips and your palms. If you come to this side you will find many other features like your calves, your limbs and your chest." I do feel quite demure to inform him of the inspiration behind my work but he is interested to know about what my mind spoke of when I designed these. "All I thought of during my juvenile years was you, Phobos."

There is an audible hitch in his breath and he shifts those wide brilliant blues to linger on my flesh. "These are all of me?"

"Yes. It is challenging to figure them out I know because I drew you the way only I could picture you. I am your female, aren't I? No other will look at you the way I do."

"My female." He glows as his knuckles affectionately caress my cheekbone. I nuzzle into his warm palm planting a tender kiss over his pulse as he does with me.

"You know, I had always wanted to do this," I murmur faintly.

"Do what?" He seeks his voice hoarse as he moves forward to crush his flesh against mine wrapping his left arm around my waist, his thumb fondly stroking my lower fleshy lip.

"To sit in here with you and describe each of my drawings. To show you around my room, to sleep there on my bed together at night. To simply spend time with you here in the house I grew up in."

"Then let us do it all, Theia. Whatever you want I will do it all with you, whatever dreams you had that you wished to share with me let me satisfy them."

"When we return from the barbecue I will give you a detailed room tour." I giggle gazing up at him filled with love.

"I only ask one thing in return."

"What do you require?"

"That full-length mirror over there. Can I use it?" Phobos points to the mirror standing proudly on the opposite side of the room as a swift glimmer of mischief crosses those vibrant globes and I frown with confusion. I understand why he is intrigued by it, we do not possess such back on our lands.

"You do not need my permission to use a mirror, you can use it whenever you wish." I leisurely peer up at the clock that is adhered upon the wall overlooking the mirror my eyes bulging in the process, we have been here more than a mere few minutes. "Phobos we must hurry or we are going to be late and my brother is going to kill me."

"Promise me. You mustn't change your mind later on." There is a seriousness in his voice that I am quick to disregard.

"You are being silly. I promise all right? Now come let us leave, I cannot wait to acquaint you with my friends." I say whilst racing outside the door in a trial to sprint down the stairs as I always did, it is a habit of mine. Orien, Ismena, Zina and Aegeus it has been so long since I have spoken to them! I wonder what their reaction would be like when they meet my male.

"Do not run, Drah. You might fall." Phobos allows a sonorous reverberating growl to boom through his chest and I halt my running going down one step at a time paying heed to his reprimand.

Once my mate has descended down the staircase to stand by my side on left I grip his arm and tug him outside towards the main grounds. "Are you excited to meet my friends?"

"You mean the pups?"

"They are not pups, Phobos. They are a few years older than me you know. And do you consider me to be a pup?!"

"No I do not see you as such, if I did I wouldn't be feasting every night on your supple flesh would I?" He turns his sensuous gaze towards me to bolt them on my voluptuous breasts that are accentuated by my skintight dress, his favourite two portions of succulent meat that he always eats first when my nude being is served to him. Perverted male.

I glance away from his lustful orbs my breathing tremulous, I haven't told him my truth but I find him to be overly attractive today that it is arduous to control myself. The second he came out of our room dressed in a full-sleeved unbuttoned pitch-black shirt that exposed his partly tattooed chest to sight and baby blue jeans that fit his muscled thighs like second skin my cunt moistened and a raw carnal hunger took over me.

It is not all the time I see him dressed this way yet whenever he wears such clothes it turns me on so much. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so bashful, if I were a little more open I would brazenly urge him to fuck me and satisfy my needs. But at most times there is no need for me to ask this from him for he often figures it out himself through our bond, my thirst he sees it as soon as it mounts.

"Theia!" Zina's deafening squeal lures me out of my thoughts and when I glimpse up I see her running towards me at full speed her arms wide open to seize me in them.

"Zina." I laugh as she yanks me into her chest and encircles her arms around my being.

"It is so good to see you home, I have missed you so much." She mutters inhaling my scent as I do the same with her. She is one of my dearest friends who never fails to make me laugh and I found that I often needed her when Phobos initially took me to his lands for I was often depressed.

"Well, she hasn't missed you much as I have." Ismena's delicate voice peeks in from Zina's side as she waits patiently to hold me in her arms giving Zina time to finish her time with me.

"Ismena," I call out her name adoringly grinning up at her in greeting as she is the following female to draw me to her heat.

"I suppose you have had numerous hugs today, sweetheart." She says with a sigh content after feeling my warmth.. She is happy for she has finally held me in her arms, Ismena always was the one who took the motherly role in our group and since I was the youngest she always doted on me and treated me as if I were her pup.