The Beast's Virgin Claim

Knowing the picture has been taken I endeavour to remove myself from his grasp but his hold on me only grows more crushing. He does not wish to let go relishing the position we are in.

"Let go of me Phobos." I spit out looking around us for we are quickly garnering attention. It is a scene they have not witnessed before. The wolves are curious.

"Why do you keep pulling away from me Drah?" He questions his eyes purely focused on me. He does not care if others are watching us and listening to our argument he deals with what he finds important to him.

Struggling against his chest digging my nails into his meat does nothing only provokes his demand to know my truth. "Answer me."

Deimos and Lumina are now studying us with confusion as the cheer in my brother's eyes dissolves replaced by a dark scowl. There is a change of his demeanour as the tips of his lips tilt upward to unveil his teeth his dissaproving eyes set firmly on my male.

I shake my head pleading with Cronus to not do it to not start something on my behalf. Phobos will take up the challenge I do not wish to break up our friendship circle. My brother perceives the panic in my eyes and he halts his predatory steps his fists shaking fiercely his chest heaving as he fights to suppress his rage.

"This is not the place." I whisper faintly looking up at my moon blessed imploring him to cease this. I detest being under the spotlight for that is where rumours commence and spread to other packs like wildfire.

Phobos merely curls his fingers around the strands of my locks yanking on my hair forcing me to meet his eyes. "I told you we shall discuss our affairs but you did not wish to. So we shall do it here instead." He is truly a merciless male.

"C-Come to your old room in the castle. I will speak with you." He takes a slow deep breath ocean blues narrowed down at me as he contemplates my proposal.

"If you run from me I will not be gentle with you. Do you understand, Theia?" His grip on my hair grows firmer a warning he gives. He will not play more games with me his patience has subsided.

"Yes." I whisper and he finally releases me as I step towards the castle keeping my head down for I do not wish to see what any wolf thinks of the spectacle they viewed.

Ascending the familar stairs opening the door to his room has me smile at the gush of peace it sends forth to me. The beautiful memories these four walls hold of my male and I is brought forth as treasured photographs from the abyss of my mind.

His chamber is precisely as it was not modified in any way but quite clean. I am aware no wolf occupies this room for the only scent I acquire is of cleaning detergent and in a way I am glad Deimos hasn't allowed any wolf to set foot here as it holds the traces of two former best friends.

The pads of my fingers gently skim over the wooden table where he often kept his infinite books and maps. They still reside here on this furniture looking good as new. I remember how I often urged him to read to me and he insisted I would not understand a word. But I was a stubborn female in a way always demanding my wishes to be fulfilled. And he would give into my pleading and read to me.

Yes I never did understand the principles of war strategy but I liked hearing his voice it never failed to pull me into a comfort zone unlike any other. The beats of my heart would calm and I would close my eyes and just listen to the softness of his voice that manifested into a personal lullaby for me. I truly adored him with the fullness of my heart.

Picking up the book he once used for my training I chuckle faintly as I flip through the pages stopping at the one which held the pictures of wild hares. I count them once more in my mind beaming when I find exactly eight of them. "And eight." I murmur aloud holding the book to my chest a light smile on my face as I peer out the balcony whilst the sheer frail curtains flutter to the chilly breeze.

This room it was my favourite spot in the entire castle second to the garden. It was one of 'our' places where I spent most of my time in. I stiffen to the sound of the door behind me being locked but I do not turn around to greet him keeping my eyes out the balcony retaining the sounds of our laughter which echoes within my ears. If only I could return to the past I would do things much differently and alter our moments so that in our present we would be unconditionally...happy together.

"Theia." He calls me as I look down at the book once more. I wish to take it back home to our pack the pups would love it just as I did.

"Do you remember this book?" I question my thumb delicately stroking its hard cover. Funny how a non living thing can hold so much meaning to an individual.

"Yes." He replies sneaking up behind me to brush his fingertips from my elbow upward to my arm. He is testing the waters around us checking my mindset to know if I am extremely upset or calm enough to converse with him.

I stand still permitting him to stroke my flesh as he nudges his front to my back leaning forward to nuzzle into my neck inhaling my scent. When he is gentle with me like this I cannot stop myself from giving into him. No it is not the power of the mate bond which seduces me rather it is the relationship we hold or held once upon a time.

"I said five instead of eight. I counted wrong." I state as he presses his nose into my locks a faint sigh of contendness escaping his lips as though he has unearthed paradise.

"I know." He replies his palms arresting my waist leisurely dragging me to his heat. Ardent wet lips descend over the naked nape of my neck halting for his canines to sink and nip at the sensitive flesh.

"Then do you also know the sexual theories you hold of me are not the truth?" I question confidently as his body freezes whilst his hold on me slackens setting me free to wander away from him towards his bed.

Sitting on the fine mattress the ancient bed groans to my sudden weight for it had not held any for so long. "I do not know most of what you assume but I suppose they are the same as the gossips of me that spread like wildfire. You had asked me on our first night didn't you that why I was acting shy when I had several males between my legs?"

He is reserved his sharp eyes regarding me speechlessly it is my turn to speak and his to listen. Phobos understands this well keeping his distance not seeking to bicker with me.

"Never. I have never allowed another male touch me as the way you do. My lips have never caressed another but yours. You are my first in every way." I smile up at him with tears welled in my eyes. It is a tragic smile knowing the fact that I need to plead my case with my moon blessed who did not choose to believe me. This tortures me.

Phobos's eyes swell as though he is shaken by my revealations as though he cannot believe it. He starts to pace around the room his eyes adhered to the wooden floor digesting my words.

"I...I had always felt something for you. That feeling evolved with each passing year. It turned into an insignificant juvenile crush fantasizing of a ocean blue eyed male then it became something more. A fathomless yearning I could not defeat.. It became love Phobos."