The Beast's Virgin Claim

"Yes. Ondra felt it too and each time the mark he gave me faded he could not bear to look at me and I at him."

"Ragon is the one who shall be able to truly seal that voidness within you, Moira." My words have her stumble backwards as she shakes her head her teeth descending into her lower lip.

"I owe Ondra my life."

"And you owe Ragon a loyal loving mate for he deserves that. You owe him the entirety of your being, you can keep lying to yourself or you can begin a new journey with your alluring male." There is a teasing tone to my voice as I mutter the last few words and her eyes dilate in response. "Oh, we all know you find him to be so. He feels it too you know? The way you look at him?"

"Ragon!" Argus calls out interrupting our conversation while sprinting towards him at full speed as fast as his little feet can take him. As soon as he reaches him Ragon crouches down by his feet and ruffles his hair. It has been merely a week and those two were prompt to forge a close bond.

I informed Ragon that Argus's dream is to be a top warrior and that he also holds the capability to be a strong beta in the future. In return, he promised that he will train him accordingly and make sure his dreams are fulfilled.

"Yes, Argus." Moira visibly shivers at her male's rich sonorous voice, the effects of the matebond are displayed apparently by her body.

"I heard that your pack has a castle."

"Yes, it belongs to Alpha Deimos and Luna Lumina. I will show you around once we get there."

"Can I play in the castle?"

"Yes, you can."

"Why?"

"Because you are under my care. I hold power and freedom to do as I please, the very same shall be granted for you as well."

"Then there is something I wish to eat."

"What is it? Whatever you want I will get it for you."

"Ice cream, mama says it is like a sweet that melts in your mouth?" Ragon chortles at his words and once more playfully ruffles his hair that has Argus bare his teeth at him, he does not like being treated like a pup and Ragon will not treat him as anything else but that.

"Of course, I will buy them as many as you want. But in return, you will leave your wildness here. Back there it is different you must learn to dress better and be more disciplined and civilized. It will be hard but I will guide you through it all. Deal?"

Argus scrunches his nose as though he smells or tastes something foul showing his displeasure concerning their deal. "Then no ice cream for you Argus. It is sad I must say for there are numerous flavours you can test and check if it is to your liking." Elriam beams down at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes that shines through.

"D-Deal!" Argus declares with determination earning wide approving grins from Elriam and Ragon. The little one waves Ragon closer signalling he wishes to tell him a secret and the male complies moving forward to lend the pup his ear. He whispers something that is undetectable yet it makes Moira's male turn towards her with a look of curiousness plastered all over his face.

His eyes flash wildly and he studies her from her uncovered ankles up to her slender calves and her broad hips. There is a sharp hitch to her breath as their eyes eventually meet and collide in a fiery way. She struggles to breathe to the way he gazes at her and I question what exactly that little devil is telling him.

He might be spilling something dirty about Moira without knowing and I am sure this is the case for the fire in Ragon's eyes exhibit everything.

Ragon gives Argus a brusque nod as though he is promising him something regarding Moira. Elriam takes a few hasty steps forward that causes her to stumble on a fallen tree branch and collapse into Ragon's awaiting arms. She lets out a hearty laugh in embarrassment and he shakes his head teasing her for her clumsiness.

"You will take your hands off my female this instant." Drakho's blaring voice resonates all around us garnering the totality of our attention. He is seething his eyes fixed on Ragon's limbs that are encircled around his mate's waist. He was monitoring them from the shadows as always not interfering in their exchanges unless absolutely necessary.

Unless she is touched by Ragon intentionally or not for it riles him up.

"Ragon can touch me as he pleases, it has nothing to do with you." Elriam is serene and her palm that lays on Ragon's chest that she used to steady herself stays there and she makes no move to leave his warmth.

"I am your male, Elriam." There is this plunging unhappiness in Drakho's voice his expression wounded by her words. "Why is it that you allow him to touch you but not me?"

"Why is it that you sought after bodily release from whores instead of searching for me?" Elriam fearlessly counterattacks with her head tilted upward her spine straight for she is aware she holds no blame, unlike her male.

"My duty bound me to these lands. I was going to start soon I swear it."

"You mean the pleasure you got from your whores tied you to this place." She states.

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