Millicent's POV

I was sobbing in my room, not really understanding my feelings. I was angry that Sylvester had tried to molest me sexually. How could he do that? Maybe I shouldn't be shocked, he still saw me as the maid he could treat as he so deemed fit, including relieving his sexual tension in even if she was unwilling. After all, he had tried this in the past, but for the timely intervention of Cathania.

I was also furious with myself for feeling for a moment there, a stab of desire for Sylvester when I should have been furious with him for touching me without my consent.

I felt like I had betrayed Christopher, my love but at the same time grateful that he had come at the time that he did. Who knows what would have happened if he hadn't. I would have tried to fight him off, but what was my training to his strength?

I was still sobbing and thinking about all this, when someone came into my room and I would have jumped had I not smelled Christopher.

He came to me, trying to console me, telling me it was okay and that no one was going to hurt me anymore because he was there.

I sobbed harder, my guilt overpowering me. 'Oh Christopher, I have betrayed you', was my blurted response when he asked me what it was that was causing me so much distress.

He asked how I had betrayed him and I told him about the stab of desire I had felt for Sylvester when he had roughly touched my breasts.

'It's okay. You are a living being or are you dead?' he asked. I shook my head.

'See? And anyway, you are mated to him as well, so you are bound to feel desired for him'.

I didn't want to be like those female who go about with every male they come across, I thought and voiced them to him.

'No, you won't be', he said as though he was confident I wasn't like that or that he won't allow me to be that. 'Or you could be on heat - that is when your sexual appetite is more than usual, when it is at its peak', he explained further.

Wanting to wipe the memory of Sylvester's molestation and feeling our chemistry - our bond - drawing me to Christopher, once more, I threw my arms around him, opening my mouth, I wanted him to kiss me. He must have read it in my eyes for he obliged me.

I lost it then. I just wanted him to continue, and he wanted it to for we couldn't stop.

When we came up for air, 'Not like this! Never like this! I did not feel this strong pull with Sylvester. You are the only make for me!' I said, meaning it.

He kissed me deeply then and once again, we didn't want to let go of each other. I wanted for. I found that my desire for him was heightened.

My hands found their way nder his shirt, caressing his ribs and chest.

'Ohhh, my love ', he said huskily, 'where did you learn to do that?' he asked as I kneaded his nipples.

'I learnt from the best, I'm sure!' I said, meaning him, batting my eyelashes at him to indicate the person I meant.

'You vixen!' he groaned, kissing my neck.

'Should we stay here or should I carry you to my room?' he asked.

'Do you even need to ask?' I countered 'I'd rather it be in your room than a place where unwanted memories would besiege me!'

He opened the door and looked out, probably to see if there was anyone about. I didn't want our love to be one done in secret. I was not stealing from anyone but we both knew that Sylvester would not allow us be, so he was taking the necessary precautions to counter that and I had one of mine planned as well.

He came back in after satisfying himself that the passage to his room was deserted, and carried me into his room. It was so large and airy and I at once felt at home in it. He placed me on his gigantic bed and locked the door.

I quickly executed my plan of keeping Sylvester out, by masking our smell. I found out during my exile that I had that gift and I had not been able to do that in the garden, that day that now seemed so long ago, because I had been distracted.

'What are you doing?' Christopher asked, when he came back from locking the door.

'Masking our scent. Sylvester has a keen sense of smell. But he won't be able to smell us now!' I said and he smiled, gratefully.

He started removing his clothes and I felt shy, and a rush of desire as I saw his bare chest. I looked away, before he read my thoughts.

'Keep your eyes trained on me!' he ordered. Look at me as I undress!' He threw his shirt away carelessly and it fell somewhere. I could not take my eyes from him and the contact was getting me wet as hot desire coaxed through me. He started unbuttoning his trousers and my eyes moved lower, following his movements. The trouser fell to his knees and then his ankle, he kicked it away. He did the same to his boxers. But when he started taking off his boxers, I was shocked and aroused my the sight before me. He had an enormous dick. And it was growing larger as he walked towards me, nodding uncontrollably, and I could feel hot fluid slipping from my cunt into my inner thighs. I felt ravenous for him, Milky was agitated, and I could not blame her. I felt like leaping on Christopher, he was being slow in discarding this clothes or maybe that was the idea, to get me insane with lust.

I looked at him and saw the answering lust in his room own eyes. I got up from the bed and started removing my clothes but his large hands halted my movements. Then he started removing every item of clothing I had on, his hands grazing my body and I trembled with uncontrolled lust.

He started caressing my butt, still looking deep into my eyes and then he lifted one finger and caressed my trembling lips, his hands were trembling as well. He lowered his head and our lips met in a searing kiss that caused us to shiver.

'You are exquisite, my love', he murmured, pushing me back into the bed and straddling me. I tried kisses from her mouth to her earlobe, to a sensitive spot behind her ear. She moaned softly.

He kissed my lines and my ear lobes and then trailed kisses down to my shoulder and the hollow there. I could feel my blood burning. Was this what females feel when they mated? I wondered, throwing my legs about him s waist, I could no longer keep my knees raised. I wanted him between my legs, there was a great ache developing there. I heard his sharp breath intake.

Then he took my breasts into his mouth, grazing my nipple with his teeth and sucking alternatively and I threw back my head, arching my chest further up, I threw my hands about his neck, pushing his head further down on my breasts, entrapping him there.

Leaving my breasts, he trailed down kisses from by stomach to my naval, scalding me all the way down.

Then he removed my legs from around his waist and stretched them wide open, his hands caressing the length of my legs. He looked into my wet cunt and I heard his sharp intake of breath.He lowered his head into my cunt.

'Wha... What do you want to do?' I whispered huskily. He did not give me any answer and neither was I really expecting any.

He started thrust his tongue into my pussy, kissing and eating my clitoris, his shoulders keeping my legs apart and wide open. His hand kept stroking my breasts. I moaned. It was exquisite. I could not stop moaning.

'I want you desperately, Millicent', he groaned, 'but if you know you are not ready for this, tell me now, else I shall not be held responsible for my actions'.

I was quiet because I recalled at that instant, Sylvester's threat to kill Christopher if I came close to him anymore. I was too far gone to stop but I was not too selfish that I could not recognize the risk my happiness posed to Christopher's life. I did not know what would become of me if he died, not when I could have prevented it. I also did not want to wonder all my life how this night would have ended if I had given in to my desires. He kept stroking my breasts, his large dick nodding, its tip already at my wet entrance, and I could not think coherently. I just wanted to push him into me and feel him inside of me, riding me to ecstasy.

I reached my decision. Whatever happened,the memory of this night together with my love would tide me through, I thought and arched my buttocks so that his dick slipped further into me. He growled, his body tight with tension from his restraint. 'Is that your answer?' He groaned as though speaking through his teeth. I pulled his head down once more, to my lips, giving my consent.

'Yes', I moaned against his mouth and we started kissing, I tasted myself on his lips and I moaned harder. He thrust into me but there was a kind of obstruction, which he overcame by getting me wetter as he bit my breasts, sucking and exciting me, his dick moving in circles inside me, his pelvic caressing my clit. He thrust again, breaking through the barrier. There was a searing pain, which his expert mating eased and I felt only pleasure as he gently started riding me.

He raised himself, slipping his dick almost out of my cunt and thrusting back in. He kept doing this and I felt like I was going to burst with the pleasure I felt. There was a pressure of some sort building up in me, wishing to be let out. His thrusts became stronger and faster as the intensity of my pleasure increased. I felt myself rolling and rolling through space, I lost coordination, then I burst into tiny sparks, enveloped with an intense pleasure, such as I had not thought possible. It was indescribable. I cried out as I shuddered.

Then I felt Christopher groan as his thrust became insanely fast and with one final thrust, he convulsed, jerking inside me.

He collapsed on me, our breathing heavy and he pulled himself out of me, pulling me to himself as we lay side by side on the bed, staring at each other.

Christopher's POV

I knew I would be unable to sleep this night because I feared that I might lose her as soon as my eyes were closed. I had claimed her, that was true but I still needed to mark her but I wanted to give her time. So I kept looking at her in wonder. Mating had never been this great for me, before.

I wondered what Christopher would say and do when he smelt me on Millicent in the morning. Well, the morning will take care of itself.

Millicent touched my cheek and I smiled, because I had wanted to do the same to assure myself that she was real and not a phantom.

I knew I had tired her but she seems unwilling like I was to fall asleep.

'Did you like it?' I asked, sure that she did but wanting to hear it from her.

'Was my response and scream of ecstasy not enough for you to know you did a great job?' she countered.

That was not the answer I was hoping for but the way she said it as though she was not going to give me the satisfaction of knowing her true feelings concerning our mating was so amusing that I laughed heartily. Turning her over, I had her on me and kissed her with all of my love.

'I enjoyed it extremely!' I said looking into her eye. 'There's no shame in admitting it, you know'. I thought for a while, then, while caressing her face, I said, 'I am aware you do not have any experience to build on or on which to lay your comparison but I have and I can assure you, this was the greatest and best mating I have had my whole life and that is saying alot because, I have mated with alot of females, humans and otherwise'.

I may have hard alot of female in the past but I was satisfied with this one and I was happy that I was her first and if I have a say in it and I do or will make it my business to, I was also going to be her last.

I should allow her sleep but I was already getting excited again. I knew I could never have enough of her. Now that I've had her, I wasn't going to let her go. She was mine forever!

'Take it easy, please', she said. 'Forever is a long time!'

I looked at her shocked. She looked at me, uncomprehending.

'Did you just read my mind?' I asked.

'Did I?' she asked, puzzled. 'I thought you spoke out loud. Come to think of it, I did not see your lips moving. So, are you saying I have the gift of reading minds?'

'I know so', I said, smiling and hugging her. 'You are a great one, my Luna!'

'But I have never been able to do that before now', I protested.

'You might have come into it because we mated', I said. 'Mating, sometimes releases some unknown and hidden gifts, especially if you mate with your fated mate'.

'Oh!' she said simply.

I was happy my Luna had some great and uncommon gifts. I wanted to help her uncover more but right now, I wanted to get her insane with lust for me and plunge into her. I wanted to feel again the magic that we both make.

'I'd like that as well', she said.

I looked at her shocked, then remembered she was an avid mind reader.How could I forget so soon?

I nodded. There was no need for more words. We just went ahead to excite each other, tearing each other apart as our need for each other built up. As she reached her peak, she dug her nails into my back, clawing me. She did this with the intensity of her orgasm and the welcome pain mingled with the intense pleasure her tight cunt was giving me, made me lose control and I jerked once again as pleasure washed over me.

As I eased out of her this time, I found that she was already sleepy.

'Thank you so much, my Alpha for a wonderful night', she said, her head falling on my shoulders. And she was sound asleep. I looked at her and chuckled. Then I lay her gently back on the bed, propping a pillow under her head.

I lay for a long time staring at her, my heart bursting with love for her. We had not even thought nor discussed it but we had ended up spending the night together. I didn't give a damn. At least now, Sylvester will have to let go of her and to make sure of that I'll have to mark her. But she was already sleeping. First thing, tomorrow morning, I thought, I'll mark her and then we would both great the pack as Alpha and Luna.

With that marvellous thought in my heart, I surrendered myself to sleep.

I woke, stretching and when I felt myself naked, I recalled the magical night I had spent with my love, Millicent. The thought alone got me nodding in no time and I turned around to pull her into my arms but my hands fell on an empty space. I looked around the bed but Millicent was not in bed with me.

'Millicent dear', I called gently 'Come out now. I am ravenous for you!' I said, thinking she had gone into the restroom.

When there was no response, I smiled and got up from the bed, she probably wanted me to come get her and maybe we could shower together. That was a marvellous idea, mating under the shower in the bathtub. I smiled but it froze on my face when I found no Millicent in the restroom.

I felt that she must have gone back to her room. She must have felt shy asking up with me. But why would she be shy? We had shared everything with each other.

I was going to throw a shirt over my body and go to her room and carry her back into my room and my bed when I saw a piece of paper on the bedside table. I did not know what drew my attention to it but I walked towards it, an inexplicable fear gnawing my heart.

I picked the paper and what I read got my heart thumping. No, no! Not now! Why would Millicent do this to me?'

Millicent's POV

We kept staring at each other as we lay side by side, till our breathing returned to normal.

I felt sleepy but I just didn't want to sleep just yet. I wanted to be sure I was really the one who experienced all those delicious feelings. I touched, Christopher on his cheek and he smiled.

'Did you like it?' he asked, with male pride.

'Was my response and scream not enough for you to know you did a great job?' I countered coquettishly. He wanted me to say it was the best lay and it was, though I didn't have any backup experience, I just knew that it was exquisite, the best anyone could get.

He laughed and turning me over till I was on him. He kissed me tenderly and I almost cried. What did I do to deserve this great man?

'I enjoyed it extremely!' he said looking into my eye. 'There's no shame in admitting it, you know'. He furrowed his brows in thought and then, while caressing my face, said, 'I am aware you do not have any experience to build on or lay your comparison but I have and I can assure you, this was the greatest and best mating I have had my whole life and that is saying alot because, I have mated with alot of humans, both humans and otherwise'.

I felt jealous of those other females but consoled myself that they were with him before my time and he loves our time together, best.

Suddenly, I heard him say, 'I should allow her sleep. I know I can never have enough of her. Now that I've had her, I wasn't going to let her go. She was mine forever!'

'Take it easy, please', I said. 'Forever is a long time!'

He looked shocked as he stared at me. I didn't know what I had said wrong.

'Did you just read my mind?' he asked.

'Did I?' I asked, puzzled. 'I thought you spoke out loud. Come to think of it, I did not see your lips moving. So, are you saying I have the gift of reading minds?'

'I know so', he said, smiling and hugging me. 'You are a great one, my Luna!'

'But I have never been able to do that before now', I protested.

'You might have come into it because we mated', I said. 'Mating, sometimes releases some unknown and hidden gifts, especially if you mate with your fated mate'.

'Oh!' she said simply, then read Christopher again,

'I wanted to help her uncover more gifts but right now, I wanted to get her insane with lust for me and plunge into her. I want to feel again the magic that we both make.

'I'd like that as well', I said, already feeling aroused. So, it was possible to mate more than once in a short space of time?

He nodded. And without saying any other thing, as though in silent agreement, we tore at each, our desires obviously not sated but whetted.Soon he was inside me riding me menacingly. And to tell the truth, I'd have it no other way.

Just like the mating, my release was fiercely intense and I dug my nails into Christopher's back, clawing him. and I felt him jerk as he came violently. The pleasure really rocked our bodies and soul violently. If I had praised him for the former, then I should be worshipping him for this for it was far better. But I felt both alive and drained at the same time and I couldn't keep my eyes open.

'Thank you so much, my Alpha for a wonderful night', I said, my last thought being that, that was the first I had called Christopher Alpha. He was indeed my Alpha. Then my head fell on his shoulders.

Sometime later, I woke. I spent sometime, looking at Christopher as he slept. He was so handsome. So strong and romantic. He was a great lover. He had not disappointed me at all. He had rather exceeded all my expectations of how a mate should mate with his mate. I blushed. I felt a rush of love for him, he looked so much like a young boy. Then I felt a rush of desire. I could wake him to love me again but to what end?

Sylvester would surely smell him on me in the morning and know what had transpired. Then he would go ahead and make good his threat to end Christopher's life. I refused to be held responsible for my mate's death. I'd rather go away.

So I quickly looked around the room and found what I was looking for in a drawer close to the bed.

'Dear Alpha Christopher,

By the time you read this note, I shall have been long gone.

You are indeed a great lover and fated mate but I can't stay. You have just made me realise that I have alot of things to discover. I am not ready yet to be tied down as any one Alpha's Luna. I hope you understand?

You are free to taste as many women as you possibly can. Do not wait for me because I shan't be coming back and please, do not look for me. If you really love me like you claim, then you will let me go!

Love, Millicent.

After writing this short note to Christopher, I folded it and left it on the bedside table where I felt sure he would find it easily. I felt hurried. I rushed into my room, threw a few clothes into a backpack and rushed out before I could change my mind.

I went to the stream and had a dip, quickly washing myself and then put my clothes back on. Then I ran because all of a sudden, I felt, Christopher calling for me.

'What are you doing?' Milly asked, very sad. 'We were very happy, infact exquisitely happy last night and this morning you are fleeing? Are you immune to happiness?'

'Milly, please. You like Christopher alot, don't you?' I asked.

'I like Zara, his wolf so much more!' she sulked.

'They are one and the same and if we don't do this, if I do not flee from here, he might die in the hands of Sylvester!'

'But he is a great warrior!' Milly insisted.

'Sylvester dies not play by the rules', I said. 'This is what I have been trying to tell you. He is ruthless and heartless and would not think twice before murdering his own twin!' I paused to catch my breath. 'That is why I could never live and truely desire him!'

Then all of a sudden, I felt someone leaping towards our direction and I started running but they caught up with us and fell on me. Both of us rolled on the floor. It was Christopher. I was happy to see him but I knew I had to say or do anything that would make him let me go.

'What do you think you're doing?' he was panting.

'I should be asking you that!' I replied, harshly. 'What do you think you are doing? Are you planning on breaking my limbs?'

My words shocked him. What had I done wrong? he thought.

'You did nothing wrong but I have to leave. We have no future together!' I said, reading his thoughts.

'You don't really believe that, do you?' he asked, incredulous.

'Oh, but I do!'

'What about last night? Did it not mean anything to you?' he asked, not believing me. I had to make him believe I did not care for him.

'What about it?' I asked, nonchalantly. 'We both wanted to scratch an itch and we have done that and are both relieved of it. At least I am. What more do you want?' I asked carelessly.

He pulled me roughly into his arms and kissed me. And I wanted nothing more than to melt into his arms and allow him have his way with me, doing to me, what he knew how to do best.

'I want you. I love you and I know you want and love me as well!' he said confidently. His hands finding their way under my blouse to my breasts.

'You are mistaken! I may have wanted you last night, but I do not want you anymore. I need to go discover other places and packs, meet others, compare...' I knew my words hurt him as I had intended because they hurt me as well because they were not the truth.

Instead of pushing me away, like I thought he would, he kissed me demandingly, forcing my mouth open. 'How could you not want this?' Milly asked in my head.

How could I not want this? I echoed as my feelings for him and the lust he was igniting in me took over...

I opened my mouth and kissed him back and he went berserk.

His hands found my breasts, and he tore my blouse off me, sinking his teeth into my breasts which were still sore from our intense mating last night, I whimpered and moaned wantonly as he sucked my sore nipples. The pain from the soreness intensified the pleasure I felt. I threw my hands round him and he groaned. His hands started caressing my body down to my buttocks. He cupped my buttocks, drawing it close to his hard length which was very erect and nodding.

Then I came back to my senses. The longer I stayed with him, the more likely, Sylvester would find me with him and in a compromising position and then he would kill my mate, my life. Christopher was now my life!

I pleaded with him in my head and begged him to understand that I was doing this for us. I pushed him away from me with all of my strength. He was not on guard, and before he could regain his senses and realise what had happened, I picked my blouse and backpack and ran off with my incredible speed, masking my scent.