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Moonlit Deception: Alpha's Cursed Hunt

Asin13
"Where...a-am I?" What would you do when you suddenly wake up to find yourself in a vast forest with no way out? Not that you remember. Sierra Damaris, however, finds herself in this very situation. The sudden hit of memories of her tagging along with her friends for a trek to the nearby hill surrounded by a beautiful forest, but now that she was all by herself, hurt and muddy, lying somewhere she had no idea of, scared her. "Go... a-away!" What happens when she encounters a man, not precisely a man but something so unusually different, especially his glowing eyes, panting hard and looking all drugged, pale skin, wet with sweat, his clothes clinging to his skin? "I-I... just want to help..." Sierra replies, her breath hitching as she takes in the beautiful being in front of her, lying against the ground, trembling and sweating profusely. Why was she wanting to help when she should be scared to her guts? 'Did someone drug him?!' Sierra thought, her thoughts everywhere making her more sympathetic to the man before her. But the weird appearance didn’t go by unnoticed, what the fucking hell was he? But her thoughts get cut off with a dark chuckle, "H-Help...? I d-doubt you w-would...just g-go!" He stutters, his words laced with pain and helplessness. Sierra found herself strangely attracted to this strange man, concerned about this unknown being, so she ran and sat by his side. She gasps, feeling his body so hot. Within a second, with golden, fierce eyes looking down at her, he was on top of her, strangling her with his body against the muddled ground, with a low growl escaping his thick, plump lips. "What...a-are you doing...?" Sierra stutters, slightly resisting him, his eyes widen, regretting his action, but did his body move? All he can smell is an addiction, his head buried in the crook of her neck, trying to resist. Her breath hitches as he places soft kisses against her soft skin, slowly turning rough. His temptation consumed him into the action, his mouth moved unconsciously, all focused on her, the pull and attraction. And just like that, she found herself kissing that unknown being as he kissed up her jaw and onto her lips, she strangely felt attracted and that too, very strongly. Wait- no... her eyes open wide as she finds herself amidst the chaos, running for her life. "H-Help...!" She continues sprinting, her body growing hot as it fuzzes with the weird sensation. She stumbles, "Ouch." "Give it." A growl emerges, she swiftly turns around, anxious yet confused, "Give you what? Who are you?" Sierra finds herself crawling back, her body throbbing in pain as she struggles to keep up. "The core, hand it over." _________ "Just because she rejected you...?" Chris, his beta says, worried. "No... You know nothing. I am not hurt because she rejected me." Luthien Einar, the son of the alpha of his pack, says, his voice tinged with dejection and pain. "But... you said u didn't care about the rejection." Chris mumbles, Luthien nods, "Hmm." "Then?" "My mate...my real mate, she is dead." Luthien says, sighing as he looks at his best friend, "No, Luthien... don't say that. We all know you haven't met her yet." Chris speaks as he strides towards him. "I know, it's hard but... I know." ______ "Sierra Damaris! Who are you?" Luthien roars, Sierra flinches, "You know me, I work in your company... what does that mean?" Sierra gasps, cornered by him. "Stop." She mumbles, walking back. "No... You shouldn't hold such power over me. What are you?" Luthien mumbles, leaning onto her as he cages her against the wall, "You are just a human..." Sierra frowns, hearing his mumbles, "What does that mean?" She asks, flustered. "You make me crazy." What was happening to him? Why was she so alluring and unfairly attracting him with that feeling of ownness when she was no one to him, when he already had a mate, Moon Goddess bestowed upon him? — Connect with me through Discord Asin13#1961 My insta account: Author_asin13
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