The Beast's Virgin Claim

My male is disappointed. His merciless gaze that pierces through my skin reveals it all to me he need not utter a word.

I had always despised it whenever he gave me this look when he trained me as a pup as though his high expectations of me I stomped on as if I did not try my hardest. It made me feel incompetent it made me feel sick down to the pit of my belly and it still has the same effect today.

He had watched my training for the first time since he returned he observed my every movement with narrowed shrewd eyes analyzing my tactics and my footwork. I was very nervous I could not conceal it but I was also excited for him to finally see it. I was expecting that he would embrace me and say how proud of me he truly is. That I have evolved so much in the past year but once more I am left feeling insecure by this male of mine.

Vdce is silent her palms cupping the head of her stick standing nearby to me as she keeps her opinion of my fight today to herself her sharp eyes anchored on her Alpha just like me. Today he will be the one to speak. I swallow anxiously clenching my palms into fists my globes set firmly on his flesh just like his are on mine. He is not happy with what he has witnessed.

The female I overpowered to submit limps wearily towards the rest of the trainees the small wounds I gave her visible for all to see. I do the same shuffling to my male who has his tattooed limbs folded across his chest waiting for me to approach him. He nods towards Vdce in appreciation of her training and she bows in reverence abiding by his implied command for privacy departing to her group whilst I timidly peek up at Phobos.

"You did not like my fight," I whisper unhappily rubbing the stream of blood that drips down my bruised nose. That female was physically toned and much larger than me in size she almost brought me down but my need to not show any vulnerability in front of my moon blessed made me struggle harder and not give up. I fought so hard and gave it my all for his attention only to be left defeated. Why can't he just say I fought well and encourage me?

"Yes." He answers his voice stern as he shifts those brilliant blues from the leader to me.

"I think I did well Phobos. I do not comprehend why you deem so."

"You are still weak." He utters as my eyes painfully widen to his carelessly spewed stinging words. My heart clenches to his truth just a few cruel statements are enough from this male to tear me apart.

I glance away from him digging my nails into the supple flesh of my inner palms restraining my need to bicker with him. We have quarrelled enough lately there is no need for me to ignite the fire that has merely subsided once more between us.

Turning away I attempt to flee his heat worried he would burn me more with his ruthless words. He does not let me be stepping in my path obstructing my trail of escape with his big-boned physique. "Is this how you are going to be every time I tell you something you do not wish to hear? Simply walk away and not understand?"

"I do not want to hear of your displeasure with me Phobos. I am doing my best."

"I see what others cannot Theia."

"And what is it that you see other than a weak female Phobos?" I question my upsetness with him shown evidently in the tone of my bitter voice.

"I see the raw power the strength you hold within just waiting to be set loose from its bounds. You are more than capable of making my pack submit to you let alone one female so what is hindering you?" He challenges as I gawk up at him in surprise. He is unsettled with me because he thinks I can do so much better but I am reluctant to do so?

"I do not like hurting wolves. I do like being the one bringing them pain."

"You are my female. You are the rightful Luna of these lands. You will love our wolves I am sure of it but you must protect them and punish them when needed. This is your responsibility and it is why you are being trained." He states drawing me to him by my wrist sealing the space I set between us. This male loathes it when I try to run from his warmth he needs me by his side at all times that he unknowingly does little things to make sure our bodies embrace the other.

"Vdce is content with my growth," I murmur placing my palm over his beating heart. Sensing the slow drums underneath my hand never fails to comfort me.

"Perhaps you have passed her tests. But you haven't passed mine. You can do much better I am sure of it." He utters stooping down to my eye level to scan my gradually healing nose the pad of his finger carefully brushes down the bridge of my organ checking it for further internal damages the eye cannot perceive.

"I will train you myself every night at home." He announces kindling my excitement whilst raising my right wrist to kiss each of my bloody split knuckles that were hurt in today's training, this is his way of curing me and alleviating the discomfort. Vdce had made me continuously punch a large sack of rice for a few hours to build muscle yet it only gave me raw painful wounds in the process.

"What will you teach me?"

"I witnessed how good you were at portraying the art of knives. With those same knives, I will show you something more important Theia. Not just a mere dance."

"What is it?"

"I will teach you to kill." A sinister glimmer crosses his blues as though he is thrilled by that thought. As though slaughter is something he fancies and teaching it, he likes.

"I will learn whatever you wish me to," I whisper with a gentle smile continuing to peer up at him with my wide doe orbs filled with hope and anticipation. He chuckles faintly tugging me to his chest as I gasp at the abrupt shift of movements my voluptuous breasts resting against his firm pecs.

"You did well today Theia." He grins at me with a slight ruffle to my hair and the rhythms of my heart pauses as an understanding of myself settles in. So this is what I wanted from him, to recognize my efforts as he did with me when I was young. I seem to still be a pup in many ways especially when it comes to him.

"Is this all I get?"

"What else do you want?" He questions and I immediately boost my face higher puckering my lips playfully waiting for him to grant me my present.

The smile that lingers on his face widens his thumb lovingly stroking my cheek and I close my eyes preparing to feel the much needed wetness of his hot mouth meeting mine. "My greedy freesia." He declares angling his face leaning down further towards me the warmth of his flesh nearing me.

Our tiny bubble of cordial affection is quickly shredded apart by a terrifying high pitched scream of a pup and we instantly pull away from each other the tension that envelopes us pricking into our skin. What has happened? Phobos is on high alert studying our surroundings like a hawk his beast reports to him what he finds first before my male can discover it.

"No.." He whispers his eyes broadening lightly in worry and he rushes forward towards Moira's hut leaving me behind whilst I follow him confusedly for I have not yet seen what he has.