Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Chapter 56

I couldn’t help myself not touching Auren. This was the moment hoth Remus I had been waiting for. Even though Remus was howling inside me to mark her. I fought with him. He was raging within me.

Mark her he growled. She is ours”

“Not now. Do you want to kill her with our venom” I scolded him, reminding him how fragile our mate was. She was just an omega, and if I marked her, my venom would pass into her blood, and chances were that she wouldn’t survive it.

“That’s not how it works, he growled. “She is our mate and she can take it

I was beyond pissed at him. First, when I delayed the marriage, he went wild. Then, the moment I announced the date, he calmed down. But now that I had finally married her, he was losing control again. And to make it worse, he flooded my mind with images of her naked in my bed, angled in my sheets, wrapped around me, drenched in her scent.

And did I mention that he secretly cataloged the scent of every wolf who had gone against her or threatened hert To kill them in future. Remus was not only a strong wolf, he was sly and fearless, and that’s what made him dangerous. He had killed people for less.

Pushing him down with difficulty, I stepped forward to help her take off her veil. Touching was the only thing I was going to allow myself. Maybe sleep beside her, inhale her warm apples scent, kiss her, maybe go down, and ‘For fuck’s sake, stop planting those ideas, Remus!

Her skin was so son that if I sank my fangs in it, they would pierce her like butter. She wouldn’t even come to know. Every muscle in my body was taut with tension as 1 brushed my fingers on her neck and further down on her shoulder. My dingers came to the tattoo on her back and 1 Frore. I was a tattoo of a golden moon shackled in thorny vines Vines that mimicked my own tattoos. When did she ink this “What’s this?” I asked, staring

at it

Her fear and shame permeated in the air. “It’s my birth tattoo,” she replied.

“Birth tattoo. You mean

mean birthmark?” I asked, shocked as hell as I circled the moon

“Yes,” she murmured. “It’s a curse. The Shaman said that it binds me. I don’t know what it truly means

A curset My brows furrowed as I examined the mark. My heart drummed inside me, Even my Luna was cursed? But what did this mean? My wolf stirred inside me. “This isn’t just a curse, he said. “This feels like it is connected to something much bigger

My stomach twisted in knots. “Have you spoken about it to anyone?”

She shook her head. “No, the Shaman asked me to keep a hidden always.”

Tense, I just didn’t know what to make of it. Now I had another problem for which I needed a solution. The only place where I could find about it without generating suspicion was in the High Council library’s archives.

“I’m sorry,” she whimpered. “Please don’t be angry with me.”

Fuck. Was she crying! I turned her to look at me. She had big tears rolling down her checks Remus whined, “You made or mate cry.” I was in sync with him, feeling horrible.

“Why are you crying!” I asked, wiping her tears. “This is not your fault”

“I should have told you earlier about it,” she said in a shaky voice.

“Even if you would’ve told me earlier, my decision to marry you wouldn’t have changed,” I replied, reassuring her that she didn’t commit a crime by not informing me about u. My eyes dropped to her rosy lips that had parted a little in wonder, and images of them being wrapped around my cock flooded in my mind. Stop it Remus!” I said in frustration

“But that is not like having sex, he pointed out.

Damn it

“I think you need to take a bath.” I advised her “Let me help you take off the dress.”

She blushed a beautiful pink again. I turned her around and helped remove tons of pins in her hair. Slowly. I worked the ties loose, my eyes never leaving her neck. Her dress slipped down her body, pooling at our feet. For a moment, neither of us moved. She was in her bra and panties. She curled her hands around her body, embarrassed.

I turned her toward me, and my pulse pounded. Heat surged through my veins. She was perfection–generous curves, smooth skin and a body made to worship. Remis growled possessively, demanding to pin her, claim her. I struggled for control but my fangs were threatening to slip out. She looked up at me with her doe eyes and that beautiful blush. “Auren,” I rasped, my voice thick with restraint. If I touched her now, I wouldn’t stop “Go to take a shower.”

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