Chapter 4
Blaze
I was currently at the annual mate hunt.
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Unlike every excited and eager man around me, I was the complete opposite. I was irritated, annoyed, and overstimulated by the different scents in the air. I wasn’t here willingly, this is the last place I want to be at. I was here religiously for the past four years, and I never got to find my fated mate.
The only reason why I was here was because my advisors and court members encouraged me to try again this year, because If I do find my fated mate, it would be for the benefit of myself and the pack. For one, a fated mate would be able to receive my bite without it killing her.
I wasn’t like the normal wolves gathered here tonight. Unlike them, I was cursed from birth, thanks to the dark magic my father messed with before bedding my mum. One of the things that came with my curse was that my fangs contained a special venom that kills in seconds, and according to the soothsayers I consulted, only my fated mate won’t be killed by it. And the pack needs a Luna, I’ve gone long enough without one.
I was waiting the usual ‘one hour and a half‘ duration along with every other male excitedly flocking around the entrance of the woods. That’s the timeframe given to the girls who had first taken off, so they’d have a nice head start, before the men began the chase.
The chase doesn’t happen in our wolves form. Since the world keeps evolving yearly, to make it less babaric, for the past decade, the chase has been happening in human form.
“Thirty minutes left!” One of the coordinators of the hunt announced and people hooted excitedly. I wish I could feel a little excited, but I honestly just want to get this over with fast because I was certain I won’t end up finding my fated mate as usual. However, my beast was bursting with excitement within me, and that irritated me further.
That’s right. I didn’t have a wolf, what I had was an actual beast, one that I must never unleash unless I wanted
a massacre.
My phone rang in my pocket and I sighed in irritation on retrieving the phone and realizing it was my father.
I ignored the call and dragged my second hand across my hair which was in a bun. I had a mask on tonight, like I did the previous times I was here, because I didn’t need anyone knowing their alpha of alphas was desperate enough to be doing this. Despite my mask, the coordinators of the hunt knew who I was since we all had to put our thumbprints in to ensure tonight is completely safe for the women and none is taken advantage of.
Another call came in from my father which I ignored again.
He could go fuck himself.
I knew he was calling to ask why I didn’t attend my wedding today, but I already told him I wouldn’t be attending it, so I see no reason to speak to him right now.
From the onset, I had no intention of taking a bride forced on me all because of a stupid contract my father got into because of his greed. The family of the bride who was apparently betrothed to me decades ago, is
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from a pure blooded family and that’s the reason my father got that agreement in place. After I confronted my father about the contract years ago, he claimed that after I was born cursed, he consulted a soothsayer who told him the only option left for me is to end up getting mated with someone pure blooded to prevent my curse from fully consuming me.
However, I later discovered he didn’t set that contract with that exact family because of my benefit, it was solely because of his greed. And what he had in mind is that should I get mated to the girl betrothed to me, with our bonds merged together, he’d be able to have control of my curse and be able to welde it.
That’s the reason he brought this curse on me in the beginning, because he wanted a living and breathing vessel of fire under his control. But unfortunately for him, he never managed to control me, and it didn’t take me long to get way powerful than him. Which is why I know he’s currently working towards defeating me and stealing my powers, like I was also working towards defeating him. But, I was taking my time, because I want him to see me break my curse first so I’d be able to show him that I never needed him, then I’d kill him and make it hurt damn well.
My mind traveled back to my bride probably eagerly waiting in my bedroom right now. I bet she’s over the moon at the thought of becoming Luna of Lunas. But she can dream all she wants, because I won’t ever touch her, and I’d be sure to put out a statement that the wedding hosted today in my absence was canceled for private reasons. I was also certain I’d be repulsed by her scent. I’ve always been sensitive to scents since I was young and could only tolerate a few. The only woman’s scent I’ve ever been able to tolerate is Naya, the only woman I let into my bed. She was a beta with a mild scent. I tolerated her enough, and if my bite wouldn’t kill her, I’d have taken her as my mate so the pack would finally have a Luna.
Fireworks erupted in the air, which was the signal for everyone to begin the chase. Excited howls filled the air as the men raced into the woods at a fast pace. The moon was full and bright in the sky, and as I got in the position to begin the chase, I sent a quick prayer to the moon goddess that I’d find my fated mate tonight.
All my senses was at alert, and I let my beast, Zade to come to the surface a little, letting him lead me to our mate if she was present here in the woods tonight.
I was racing fast, past trees and branches. The floor was dry, and as my bare feet kept meeting the ground, I felt my heartbeat kick up even more. I didn’t know why, but as I ran deeper, something resembling excitement started to bubble within me. I sped up, past so many men. I was faster than other werewolves and used that to my advantage, speeding past men who had already found their mates and were hugging or kissing them.
As I ran, I kept breathing in deeply, ignoring the nasuae in my chest from so many scents filling up my lungs, while hoping I’d breathe in a scent i and my beast would like. I’ve been told by my best friends that on finding one’s mate, that I’d just know within me without questions.
And so I gave it everything in me, running even faster. At some point, my hair came loose and whipped around my face as I ran.
When the clouds opened and rain began to beat down, I didn’t stop for a second. Even as the ground grew slippery, and as some people who had clearly given up began to turn back, I kept running, and running, and running. The rain beat down on my skin, I should feel irritated and ridiculous and should head back to the palace right now: but perhaps it was because my beast kept pushing me forward and had managed to affect me with some of his excitement, I still kept running.
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That’s when I smelt it.
Vanilla.
It was faint at first. Weak in the atmosphere, and mixed with a hundred different scents. But I concentrated hard till I got another whiff, and this time, everything stood at alert as my eyes fell close while I took in a deep inhale.
The scent filled up my lungs as it grew stronger around me, I abruptly stumbled to a stop while my eyes flew open, mouth agape in shock.
Mate!
My beast screamed from happiness within me.
I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent again, waiting for irritation or nausea, but all that filled my insides was warmth, that engulfed me from the inside and seemed like it was hugging me on the outside in the cold rain.
I threw my head back and let a roar flow from the middle of my heart where my beast resided in, then I resumed running, the most fastest I’ve ever ran in my entire life.
“That’s our fated mate! We actually found her!” Zade, my beast growled within me from happiness and I couldn’t agree more.
The joy I was currently feeling knew no bounds. I still couldn’t believe this, that I was breathing in a rich scent and actually liking how it smelt, I even wanted more of it. I want to dig my nose in the roof of that scent, I want to taste it on my tongue even.
This sudden animalistic urge that gripped at my chest tightly is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. This urge to find my mate right now and claim her. My gum began to ache as well, and I realized that was the urge to sink my fangs into a throat.
It wasn’t hard to see through the rain, thanks to our sharp eyesight. Which was why at this point, I was already making out the faint image of my mate far ahead. She was running hard and clearly giving it her all, like she believed her mate was worth this chase and fast enough to actually catch her. I liked that she gave this Chase everything she had, and that she was still running right now. It made my blood pump harder and made the urge to claim and bite quadruple. The urge to catch her, hold her down and take her… because she’s mine- my fated mate. Fucking mine.
So far, I wasn’t sure anyone was still running except us, and so I pulled off my mask and flung it away before I could think twice.
The scent of slick mixed with the vanilla and pine scent in the air suddenly hit me right in the face and I saw red for a moment.
I had to breathe through my mouth as I tried to reign in my self control. My nose flared once I breathed in again, because the scent of sheer desire and arousal mixed with that vanilla filled up my entire mind and brain, and without thinking, I let out a dark growl which echoed in the air.
Mate.
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Prey.
Ours to take.
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Those words echoed over and over again in my head and I groaned on realizing how hard I was in my pants. I could feel my knot throbbing and growing larger and that made my steps flatter while I groaned again. I’ve never been able to pop a knot before.
Goddamn.
She briefly peeked over her shoulder at me, and I caught a glimpse of dilated blue eyes and parted lips which let out out a sound that I wasn’t able to pick up, right before she sped up, legs trembling a little this time as she raced.
Even though the rain, I could make out the wetness tricking down her thighs, and an animalistic urge to lap up those wetness engulfed me, knocking out an inhumane sound from me this time.
The sound made her stumble, and this time, she slowed down and fell to her knees, her legs trembling as her scent thickened and sweetened in the air even more.
The rain had made her outfit to slick against her shape as she panted hard, while I felt like I was going crazy at the sight.
I stopped running as well, my beast growling within me as my eyes zeroed in on her even more.
A growl escaped my lips as my legs trailed over her exposed legs, then I let out another warning growl.
I didn’t want her to stop. My beast didn’t want her to, he was such an animal. He wanted her to keep running till we’d catch her ourselves, that was how he wanted this to end.
When I took a menacing step forward, a single word left my lips.
“Run.”
She struggled to her feet, legs shaking, but it pleased me immensely when she clearly listened, giving the run her all once again.
This time, I waited and watched as she ran, welcoming the word ‘mine‘ as it echoed through my mind once again.
This time, when I resumed running, the rain slowed down, and It didn’t take me long to catch up to her. Her scent grew stronger and stronger the closer I got, and once she was within arms reach, I crashed my body into hers and clutched her to me tightly as we fell.
