“Alijah!” I complained, finding myself pinned onto the bed.

He was straddling me like I was some horse! For a moment, I was going to continue to whine about why he had done that, but when I saw his expression, I knew something was wrong. A word would not leave my lips. Not while he seemed to be in a lot of pain, panting for air that escaped him no matter how hard he tried to find it.

The wolf in front of me did not seem to be fully there. Gripping onto his chest, he held me down with his other hand. Sweat dripped down his chin, thanks to his body temperature skyrocketing due to what he ingested. Alcohol was a damaging substance, but it never caused this on Lycans.

However, nothing would have prepared me for who he would call out for.

“Lilith...” Alijah mumbled, reaching for my face so lovingly that I found myself in an untenable situation.

In my wolf’s eyes, I was no longer Rem, but someone he adored. Alcohol, even though it made people do crazy things, was not the culprit for this, that much I was sure of.

What the fuck did you get into, Alijah?

Back when I took a whiff of the bottle, it smelled like alcohol mostly, but it probably was something else, too. But I had been preoccupied with my ill partner to notice anything else. Unfortunately, I had dropped the empty bottle onto the wooden floor next to us when he yanked me into the bed, keeping me from figuring it out.

Though... the symptoms that the troubled wolf was exhibiting seemed familiar. It reminded me of a trouble Vera got into once. Placing his hand on my chin, he tugged my face to the side, exposing my neck.

For a moment, I felt his hot breath on my skin, before feeling his tongue lap on it. It sent shivers down my spine.

“Lilith... can I... please... It hurts.” Alijah struggled to speak through the pain.

Though it seemed he would not dare touch me in the way he was suggesting. Unless I had allowed it. Even if it would give him relief after everything he went through. He would never take someone by force. After all, he knew too well what it was to be abused.

To tease and take were two different things to this poor wolf. Well, though, it pained me it was her permission he was asking for. For a moment, I closed my eyes. I needed a minute to think. Though, who could when he continued to beg me for relief. And it was not the innocent kind.

Why is everything becoming such a mess?

The pain in Alijah’s voice was so apparent that I... could not and would not... refuse him for long. The only thing that came into mind that could affect him this way was a drug. One Vera experimented on when she was sixteen with one of her friends. They had pleaded with her for months to make it for them. She eventually relented, not knowing that most who used the witchcraft aphrodisiac ended up in critical conditions.

After seeing my wolf in pain and beg for release. There was no doubt in my mind that he was under the influence of something like that. Sadly, even though Lycans were immune to most incantations, which had to do more with their skin than anything else.

If anything was ingested by the wolves, it usually was fair game. Although that also changed if consumed in large quantities. Even resisted, things would affect them like any other race. And this wolf chugged down half bottle’s worth of whatever it was.

If my suspicions were correct and that had to do with anything of what Alijah was feeling, then he would not be okay if I left him to it. So, I... had to help him. If I did not, it would doom him for an unpleasant experience, or worse. The last person who took my sister’s drug ended in a coma.

My wolf had told me that the elders used these types of things on him before. It must have been why he told me to run. He must have realized what it was when he felt the effects taking hold of him. Not that it mattered that he warned me.

I would never leave him alone to feel the pain that was coursing through him. But…

Why does Wyatt have one of those things in his cabinet? Did he confiscate it from someone?

I did not want to think worse of it, since it did not matter anymore. It was not Wyatt’s fault either that the grump raided through his belongings in a tantrum. Though, that piece of information was something to have in mind when we saw the elf next.

I could have ordered Alijah to get away from me. To not touch me, but I would doom him, which was something I could never do. Vera’s friend ended up in critical care for almost a week. And that was touch and go. The drug had given him a heart attack after using it to keep up with his Lycan girlfriend. It was a young, healthy warlock too.

Something I could not allow Alijah to suffer through. All I could hope was... that this would scar me. So, I would expect nothing else from him. Better yet... not want anything else like this ever again. So... I wished he would hurt me in such a way that I could not come back from it.

Show me... how much you love her, my beloved wolf.

“Alijah... if you want... and are fine with me. Do what you want.” I whispered, feeling the full weight of what I had set.

I would not allow him to feel pain, even if it meant he would hold me under the pretense of being someone else. Even if it meant I would be her substitute for my beloved. It was the least I could do after everything I had put him through. If it was just one day...

I will get over it, right? Right?

The moment those words left my mouth, Alijah smiled gently. Though his expression only made me feel bitter. I was not the one he was about to make love to, but his eternal love. The elven girl, Lilith. When he peeled off my pants and underwear from me, I glanced away.

I had no business in knowing how he looked down there. Though I could hear him unbuckling his pants after exposing me. Though before I gazed away, I noticed a tent in his pants when he pressed against me. And that stung.

Alijah had never responded to me that way before, or at least I thought he had not. It hurt me to see him be like this because of someone else. Though, I tried to not think too deep into it. After all, I had no right to claim him as mine.

He pulled down his pants a bit to expose his heat, repositioning himself for better access. Lilith’s name kept leaving his lips, leaving me feeling hollow. Though the moment he spread my legs apart, I could not help but cover my face with my hands, unable to hold the embarrassment that was surging within me.

His red aura surged out of him, making me thankful that I was not seeing any ghost because of it. Or this would have been significantly worse. Though, I could imagine what they were saying, knowing full well they were around and watching.

The perverts…

‘Oh my gosh, that Lycan is holding her while calling another woman!’

‘Oh girl, what are you doing? Push him away!’

‘This is just sad.’

Sad, indeed.

The moment that thought left my head; Alijah’s fingers traced me down there. I tried to not make much noise, though my voice escaped in a small sharp sound. It caused the naughty wolf to chuckle a bit.

“You... were never this cute before.” Alijah purred, licking the fingers that had traced me.

I lost it a bit. My breathing had become erratic thanks to the anxiety that was building until it hit the boiling point.

I’m cuter than Lilith?

My nerves were becoming my worst enemy. He was the first man to touch me this way. Even though it did not matter if he was. They were crazy because it was my wolf.

My beloved wolf is touching me.

Though it did not matter. He would kill me once he got back to his senses. My heart and thoughts were erratic. Though I knew… this would not be a happy ending.

Why did he have to drink that out of all things?

In his eyes, I could still tell he was not there.

He isn’t calling me cute. No… he thinks I’m her. So, she is the lovable one.

I wanted this to be over with. I could do without the comparisons of his love to me. Though, it was better this way.

Scar me in such a way that I’ll never recover.

“J-just... J-just p-put i-it i-in a-already!” I stuttered at every word.

My nerves got the best of me. Though, Alijah was being far too gentle with me. I wanted it to hurt. It was better that way. The more pain I felt, the less I would want to remember this or redo it.

This was not mine to have either way. I was just a replacement! Even at this moment, when he was about to hold me, it was not even me who he saw through his eyes. It would never be me. Something I hoped would be hammered into me after this.

Alijah would never respond to me the way he did to her. Jealousy was such an ugly thing. It was all I felt for Lilith ever since I knew of her. Yet at this moment, I wished I could be her for him. Vera’s friends used to talk about sex sometimes when they came over from their school.

Although my sister was not experienced in it, or so I thought. I did not know if she did it with Ryker’s son. Or if they were together anymore. Not that she would ever tell me anything like that. Most of the time, she wanted me to get away from her.

I embarrassed her in front of her friends. Unlike her, I was not allowed out of the house because of my condition. But thanks to them, I knew what to expect from a ‘first time’. At least it would not be like in my dreams, where everything felt like bliss.

Alijah did not have to worry about impregnating me, either. Being a luma made my reproductive system unstable. Mom and Dad worried, even took me to the medics, to see if they could find the reason.

But that remained unknown to everyone. Though, I guess it was a blessing since I did not have my period in entire years. And when they came it was only a one-day bleed, unlike Vera, who bleed for six days. I mean, it was not impossible, but extremely hard.

It was probably why the elders gave up on me marrying into a Lycan. They wished to purify my blood as great-grandpa called it before he croaked, but what was the point if I would not conceive.

“Okay, my love... as you wish,” Alijah murmured lovingly into my ear, tracing my curves with his hands.

It killed me inside to hear that. Tears swelled in my eyes, leaving them stinging. Those words were not meant for me, but I wished they were.

Will he say I love you to me while in this state? Oh, by the gods… make me deaf. I don’t want to hear it!

I felt tensed. My emotions were becoming a mess, too. Though I found it weird, he had not removed my shirt, or his. I would have thought Lilith had the jugs that attracted him. And since he saw me…

Well… this is fine too.

The moment I felt a bit of pressure down there was when he pressed himself against my entrance. I bit into my lip, gripping onto the sheets in suspense of what was coming. But my wolf suddenly stopped. A few seconds passed before I reluctantly gazed at him.

There I saw he was, still panting for air, struggling to do what he wanted.

Did Alijah stop because I’m so tense? Did he notice my negative emotions towards this? Or is he regaining some of his self-awareness back?

It mattered neither way. The drug was going to hurt him if that was what ailed him. He had to let his instincts take over. Pushing my feelings away, I focused on my beloved wolf.

Slowly, I reached to touch his face, softly caressing his cheek. If I did not control myself, I would hurt him more. I should not have mattered to him in the state he was. Yet here he was, struggling to shove himself into me because of the way I felt. I had to fix that.

Such a sweet wolf...

“It’s okay, Alijah,” I whispered, simpering, thankful that he cared.

Even though the only reason he was being so gentle was because of who he thought I was. It left me open. My heart would never recover from this, and that was okay. Because at least he would be happy in the end.

How can anyone ever hurt him the way they did? And they dare call him a monster. No… he isn’t one. They all were.

Tears trailed down my cheeks, while I could not hold my emotions for him any longer. They were not for sadness, but the frustration of what I would never have. With a brief hesitation, I invited him to continue by pressing my lips on his.

Fuck it... fuck me, fuck everything.

In response, Alijah’s eyes widened before he kissed me back, allowing our tongues to play with each other. His mouth tasted so sweet that it reminded me somewhat of the tea. The one Wyatt had given to me before the beast arrived.

My wolf would not let me think anymore, though. I felt his firm hands grasp onto my hips.

If only… this could be mine.

In our fervor kiss, my wolf hesitated very little to plunge himself into me. The sudden movement caused me to gasp in incredible pain. I quickly pulled away from our kiss, fearing I would bite him because of how much it hurt. He had not treated me as the virgin I was. After all, in his mind, I was someone else.

Someone he had held many times before throughout the two years they had been together. I thought I was prepared mentally, but in all my dreams, it never had felt this way. I panted for air, locking my eyes onto the wall next to me. There was no way I would gaze at the expression he was making.

Though my ears would hear him while I clung to the sheets instead of him.

“You are... so tight...” Alijah moaned, pushing himself in.

His arms caged me under him. My thighs trembled a bit as my legs rested on his hips. Though I was struggling to get a handle on myself. Though my wolf’s member twitching in me was sending me over the edge.

Suddenly he exploded within me, and even though it hurt a lot, my novice of a body could not help but find release along with him. A mewl of pleasure and pain left my lips. Vision blurred a bit. He panted, trailing his hand down my shirt.

I heard him click his tongue. Though I refused to gaze away from the wall.

“Rem...?” Alijah called out to me, triggering my heart to flutter madly.

I could not help myself from feeling happy that he had not called out to Lilith again. Another moan came from his mouth. My reaction to hearing my name come from his lips was to tense up even more than I was before. It was far from over, but somehow unleashing his load into me instigated him to regain himself somewhat.

Though... I refused to look straight at him. More like I could not face him. Something the troubled wolf remedied by grabbing my face, tearing my sight off the beautiful wooden wall I had planted my eyes in.

“You... stop trying to tear my dick off!” Alijah growled with an expression I never thought I would ever see on his face.

One of pleasure...

Fuck...

“Why didn’t you order me to stay away?!” the distressed wolf soon questioned harshly, out of breath.

He appeared to be in agony, even though he seemed to worry more about me. I knew I was doomed no matter what I said. That he would want me dead, no matter what. This had crossed the line we could never come back from. Even if I let it happen in fears of him being harmed.

Without a doubt, this portrayed me the same way as the hordes of women who did this to him under the same circumstances. I was no different.

“It... would have been hard on you,” I answered, trying to not let myself feel anything.

Though my tears and voice deceived me a bit.

Why won’t they stop? Why doesn’t my voice sound normal?

The moment these words left me, Alijah growled, only to pant again slightly. The effect of the drug was there. Soon, he would not be able to control himself. Though that was not stopping him from calling me all the usual nicknames.

“Oi... are you brain dead?! This isn’t something you do because you...” Alijah started, only to stop suddenly, noticing a weird yet familiar scent in the air.

I closed my eyes, waiting for a further scolding. Instead of that, I felt him touch me down there slightly, causing me to squeal a bit in response. Not because it hurt, but because it was sensitive to any type of stimulation. Instinctively, I gazed at him to see him staring at his bloody fingers in shock.

Is he disappointed that I have never been held by anyone before? An inconvenience?

Although... I never... wanted him to care for or treat me differently. I wanted to help him, but the sight of it seemed to set him off.

“You... are so fucking stupid, Rem! How could you let me do this to you?!?” Alijah cursed, angrier than I thought he would be.

He squished my cheeks with the hand he used to hold my chin in place. It was surprising, but understandable. It must have been displeasure to come out of that dreamlike state and see me under him. Someone other than his true love. I had to apologize... for everything.

“I’m sorry for everything! I promise… I won’t touch you or anything after this time, but please use me as her replacement for today. It’ll be difficult for you otherwise.” I tried to hold my tears back, but they rolled down my cheeks.

Please… don’t hate me.

A stupid thought. It seemed that was not what I wanted at all. My entire being was a mess. Alijah continued, growling in response. It seemed like no matter what I said, it never was the right answer.

I thought he would pull away from me, but much to my surprise. He licked his bloody fingers clean. The whole thing left me staring at him, stunned.

Is he teasing me?

After he cleaned them, he pulled my shirt off, exposing my bare chest fully, before taking his clothes off as well. The entire time, I was frozen in place while Alijah was still in me. After taking off the remaining clothes, he set his hands again next to my head, preventing me from escaping his gaze.

He lowered his body down enough for our bare skin to touch. His ears were fully focused on me, tracing his fingers down my cheek. A warmth radiated through me, even though tears continued to roll down my eyes.

All of this will never be mine.

“I’ll ‘use’ you, Rem, but not as her replacement. You are nothing like her.” Alijah whispered into my ear, leaving me not knowing if I should have taken that as an insult.

He did not stop there, though. A second later, he went to kiss me, only to stop a few inches away from my lips. I prepared myself for what came next, but who was I kidding. Nothing would prepare me for this wolf.

“You are so much purer and weirder than she ever was. I can’t figure you out, Rem. Why go to this extent for me? Could it be that you love me?” Alijah asked a few centimeters away from my lips, not knowing how his question would leave me.

Even though I said nothing, his expression slowly softened, while a small chuckle left his lips. I did not know how I appeared in his eyes or what expression I made, but it seemed to be an answer to him.

The next moment, Alijah’s lips were on mine. His tongue invaded my mouth so gently compared to the previous kisses. Unlike his previous plunge, he moved tenderly to stop me from hurting as much. All the time that he had been scolding me, allowed me to adjust a bit to his size.

Thanks to that, it was slowly hurting less. Something I did not look forward to, though. If it felt good, then I...

I...

Separating from my lips, he let me free to face wherever I wanted. Sure enough, I locked onto the wall again. He went onto my breast. The naughty wolf fondled and licked my nobs until they were tender from his warm touch.

Noises of pleasure were leaving my lips, causing me to cover my face because of the embarrassment. Luckily, there was a pillow I could use as a shield. The sensation of his saliva on my chest was something new to me, too. Yet again, everything was new to me.

Though he seemed to enjoy trying to milk me, even though I had nothing to give. My breasts were not anything special, unlike Vera, who got her jugs from aunty Amelia. I was always so jealous of my sister’s looks compared to mine. The icy beauty of Silver Fang manor that had all the good genes.

Though to Alijah, he could not care any less about how they appeared to him. In his eyes, they were the perfect plaything, since he seemed to not stop teasing them. In my dreams, he was always so rough and passionate, but his movements were nothing like that. Even though he should have been feeling impatient with all the drugs coursing through his system.

Is he being this way because it’s my first?

Even though I tried to keep quiet, the occasional mewl left my mouth. The pain slowly dulled, giving way to more pleasure. Something I... feared so very much. His name left my lips only for him to respond by pulling my pillow away from my face. A second later, his lips were on me, kissing me feverously.

Am I still me in your eyes, or Lilith?

I had no way to know. Though, his movements became steadily rougher with each passing minute. He was not calling out to anyone other than the occasional moan that left his lips. Though his tail wrapped around mine while I felt off again. It differed from my first climax; no this was much more intense.

“Alijah!” I mewled, his name feeling a knot tighten in my core.

Every push was making it worse, though when my name left his lips, my body clenched up again, triggering a moan to leave his mouth, too. It sent me over the edge as white washed over me. The knot had been released, leaving my body twitching. It was uncontrollable.

Alijah’s member also twitched inside of me too, as his warmth released a few seconds later after me.

“So cute, Rem...” he murmured into my ear.

The author's tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.

It triggered me to bury my face in the pillow again. He chuckled a bit at my reaction to his words. I could not handle what was happening. He was still himself, fully aware of what he was doing. My wolf was holding me repeatedly, making me lose my mind slowly. I had lost how many times he had finished with me. Or how many times my body found bliss.

By now I had lost the pillow that I was using for covers, but I quickly found myself wrapped with the sheets of the bed. No matter how hard I tried to drown my mewls, Alijah would make me squeal to his pleasure.

For a moment, my wolf stopped moving, making me think he finished. I was already somewhat numb from how much he had held me, but I soon found out that he was not. Instead of pulling away, he spun me around, raising my hips.

I buried myself in the bed below before he rammed himself into me again. A yelp left my mouth as moans left his. I could not control my voice anymore. After a few thrusts, suddenly... a new feeling surged inside of me.

This differed completely from all the others.

“Alijah, wait!” I tried to get him to stop.

My body felt strange from the previous releases I had experienced. It scared me. It was almost as if I had to... Pushing his full length into me; he leaned into my back, grinding himself in me. It did not help my cause.

Though it was almost as if he knew what was happening to me, urging it to come forward.

“Hm...?” Alijah hummed, not wanting to stop.

Fondling one of my breasts with one of his hands, he used the other to rub me in my most sensitive area, not giving me a chance to get a hold of myself. Lycans always had high stamina for anything of physical activity.

I did also, but this scared me. Not that I was tired, but something else entirely.

“Alijah... please...” I whined loudly, unable to control myself.

He chuckled in response to my voice, enjoying the feeling of me clenching in his heat. Saliva was dripping onto the bed from me, though I could not tell what was sweat and what was something else. Even so, I knew my core was full of him.

“Do it, Rem,” Alijah purred into my ear, knowing how my body was reacting.

Is this something that happens normally? Vera’s friends said nothing like this. Or did they?

When I eavesdropped, it usually was trying to see what they were doing.

“No... I...” I tried to fight it.

My resistance caused Alijah to tug me up to another feverous kiss, plunging himself into me again deeply. If his lips would not have been on me, I would have yelped. Especially feeling him on my core like that. It was blissful. Nothing he was making me feel was bad. Yet…

Slightly pulling away from my lips, he licked the corner of my mouth. His fucking had turned animalistic and rough, like in my dreams. He no longer feared hurting me.

“Do it or I’ll make you,” Alijah smirked, licking my lips again.

I shivered when he trailed down kisses down my jawline and into my nape. There, he suddenly bit down on me. The pain mixed with the pleasure, creating a unique experience from when he forcefully penetrated my virgin walls.

People who usually were not Lycans always thought they were so rough during sex, but Alijah had been so gentle until this point. I could have forced him to stop, but... part of me did not want him to. No matter how embarrassing everything was, no matter how much it would hurt later.

I was enjoying myself. Even though I could not call this making love. Alijah was fucking me, and not Lilith. And that excited me that this entire time; I was the one who was being held in his arms. No one else. Biting onto my lip, my body reacted to Alijah in a way I never thought was possible.

A loud mewl left my lips, losing myself within his touch. A weird liquid squirted out of me from where we were connected. I felt so embarrassed, even though my mind was almost blank. My body convulsed in response to this new feeling, too.

No way… Did I just piss myself?

I usually had wet dreams, but nothing like this. Though, I ended up soaking my wolf and the bed. I thought he would have been annoyed, but much to my surprise, he did not seem bothered by it. In fact, I would say he was even more turned on because of it.

His expression was one of pure desire. Leaning into me, he had only stopped his movements to allow me to reach my release.

“Good girl... now... for your reward.” Alijah moaned into my ear, releasing me from his previous grip.

Allowing me to fall onto the bed, he plunged himself into my core to knot me. This was something only Lycan males could do. They would usually do this when they wanted to impregnate their partners more successfully.

Since I was half-wolf, I also had the organs that helped in the knotting process. Not that I knew before this. The naughty wolf that held me, though, suspected it because of the way I was reacting to him. On instinct alone, my body clamped down on his heat. His stimulation within my walls triggered it to happen.

At that moment, my consciousness wavered, as it was too much. The naughty and somewhat satisfied wolf held me up to his chest, allowing his member to continue releasing his seeds into my empty womb. I was not fertile, though. He knew I was not.

Lycans could smell a sweet scent coming from their partners whenever they were, and I was not. Otherwise, he would have never done it. Though it was the warmest thing I had ever felt.

“Rem...” My name left Alijah’s lip, licking where he had bitten into me.

Female Lycans on the web always said that this was the best thing that could have happened to them during sex. But for any other race, it was a painful experience whenever their wolf lovers did this.

The knot had pushed Alijah’s heat onto the entrance of my womb, holding it in place. This allowed him to dump his load into me steadily and consecutively. Letting himself fall onto the bed, he held my back close to his chest.

A knot could last up to half an hour or more. The females on the web called it the blissful tie. It seemed to be more than that for me. Though my wolf was fondling my breast and playing with my sensitive bell while we were together, continuing to overflow me with himself.

I could not count how many times I got off because of his stimulation, but eventually, I lost myself. The next time I regained my self-awareness, my eyes flew open to find myself in the same bed we had shared. My body felt warm and fuzzy, while I did not know how long I was out cold. In fact, I did not even know what day we were in since this whole demon thing began.

It was daylight then, but it seemed to be nighttime if I gazed towards the window at present.

How many days has it been? One, two?

I had no way of knowing unless someone filled me in. The moment I turned around in the bed, I saw Alijah, who was watching me while I slept in his arms. I remembered everything that had happened to this point, making my face flush red.

How did everything escalate so quickly?

Futhermore…

Did I wipe out in pleasure?!? By the god, that felt… too good.

My cheeks went on full rebellion while the wolf softly gazed at me, noticing I was awake. Only a blanket was keeping our bodies from being exposed fully again. Though his arm was way comfier than any pillow I ever lay on.

“How’s your body?” Alijah broke the silence, reaching for me.

His fingertips softly brushed away some of the hair that had been caught in my face. I somehow found myself somewhat speechless. This scene, gentle scene... I thought I would never see it other than in my dreams.

“I’m fine,” I whispered, struggling to face Alijah after everything that had happened.

A familiar chuckle left his mouth. He placed his hand on my hair, petting me like I was a dog or something. A low growl left my lips. I did not enjoy being treated like this. My feisty side came out when I grabbed onto his hand, when he pulled away from me in protest.

The action made me uncover most of my body, triggering my cheeks to flush red again. His expression was so gentle.

Were his crimson orbs ever that tender before?

“There you are.” Alijah smiled, also somewhat exposed thanks to my brisk movement.

Luckily, the blanket covered his bottom piece that would give me a heart attack if I saw it. Even though I had already felt it. Noticing my timidness arise again, the naughty wolf suddenly pulled me into another kiss.

Unable to keep up, I pulled away, only for him to push me down onto the bed and lick my lips.

“I want to hold you again. Can I?” He suddenly asked, this time trailing pecks down my neck and onto the upper part of my breast.

Everywhere he touched felt like a blaze was about to be set again.

“Because of the drug?” I mumbled; voice shaky.

Alijah’s fingers found their way into me with ease, thanks to everything we had done before. He could barely hold back. It had to be the drug. There was no other reason for him to lust for me.

The moment he licked my breast again, shivers ran down my spine. A small gasp left my lips upon feeling his digits caress my walls. Everywhere was so tender that I could barely think straight.

The only reason he was acting this way had to be because of the drug.

“I don’t know,” Alijah answered, suckling on my little nobs.

His fingers made me want to lose myself in him. Holding in the whines, I tried to stay steady, but that would soon leave me.

“If you are okay with me,” I mumbled, feeling like this was a dream.

It triggered Alijah to stop what he was doing. He pinned my hands to my sides, kissing me deeply. It left me breathless when he pulled away. A smile broke on his lips, enjoying the reaction I had to his sweet caresses.

“I’ll always be okay with you, Rem,” Alijah reassured, smiling.

I pushed away any hope that may have brought. This... was too dangerous for me. Yet I... could not refuse him. Not because of the drug that was making him act this way, but because of how it made me feel.

The pleasure of everything I felt before was still present in me. He had let me hide all I wanted the time before. Unless it was the occasional kiss that he wanted. Spreading me apart again, he towered over me, only that this time he was entering me as Rem, not Lilith.

I instinctively gazed away again, causing Alijah to click his tongue. He was not happy with that.

“Rem, look at me,” he murmured in my ear.

Lightly, I shook my head, not wanting to. If I did, I could not forget, but I was kidding myself. I could never forget this day, even if it was the last time we did this. A small growl of annoyance left his lips when I refused to comply. I closed my eyes, expecting him to go off at me.

But…

“Do you think I’m dirty, Rem? Is that why you won’t look at me?” Alijah questioned.

I could not turn around fast enough. There was no way I would ever let him think that. I had to set him right. He was so precious to me.

“No! You aren’t dirty!” I shouted sharply, suddenly embracing Alijah tightly, on instinct.

A chuckle left his lips while he used the opportunity to enter me, triggering me to hold on to him even tighter than before. A low moan left his lips when I slowly softened my embrace, forcing me to gaze at him like he wanted me to.

Once my eyes were on him, a gentle smile arose on his lips. Filling me to the brim, he went to kiss me, only to stop upon hearing something that I was too overwhelmed to notice. Though it would not be long until he suddenly withdrew away from me, throwing my clothes at me.

I followed along, knowing full well that he knew we were not alone. Dazed, I struggled a bit to dress. When I placed my feet on the ground next to the bed, I noticed the empty bottle on the floor.

Hesitantly, I reached down to it. Alijah tried to hear what was going on the other side of the wall.

Is it my brothers again? Or Wyatt?

It quickly reminded me of what had gotten us into this situation. A drug. It had swept away from me for a moment, thinking it might have been something more. I was so stupid. Thankfully, I was brought back into reality.

“Alijah... when you drank that liquid, how did it taste like?” I mumbled my question, not wanting anyone who was outside hearing us.

The confused wolf that stood by the door slowly turned to me, tilting his head a bit. After all, why would that matter? He probably thought, but I wanted to know. When I kissed him, I tasted something that I could not stop thinking about now that he had let me free.

“It was sweet as fuck. Worse than those treats you love stuffing me with. Never had anything like it before, but I know those effects like the back of my hand. It was like an aphrodisiac from my past.” Alijah shrugged a bit, trying to bury that memory that rose whenever he thought of that.

A nervous chuckle left my lips, stuffing my finger down the bottle to taste the unknown substance. The wolf next to me stared at me like I had gone crazy after witnessing me do it. It tasted like the tea Wyatt had given me.

I thought it was too sweet, but I had always loved sweet things. Part of me wanted to think it was just the tea, but it was weird how Wyatt waited for Alijah to leave before bringing it. After all, tea did not take that long to make. And he even disguised it by bringing in three cups.

There was no denying what Wyatt’s intentions were anymore, though. Luckily, ever since the accident that took my life, witches’ potions, or remedies for that matter, seemed to not affect me. Iris, since they made it from wolfsbane with witchcraft, also did not affect me. Well, as normal wolfsbane did.

It probably had to do with the fact that a beast invaded my body when I died. It seemed each time they did; I lost something or gained some weird perk. Luckily the luxorite antidote was elven made which was what saved me. Perhaps I was just imagining things. After all, the elf had been so nice to me. I found it hard to believe.

Was his whole story a lie, too?

“Are you crazy? Did you not see what that did to me?” Alijah questioned my intentions, taking a few steps towards me.

Though he quickly noticed something off. And it was not the drug. I did not know what expression I made, but he was quick to catch on.

“Rem, did he try anything?” He asked, sitting down next to me.

I tried to hide my emotions behind a smile, grabbing onto his hand. Mine trembled a bit, though.

Were Wyatt’s intentions for me to be like Alijah had been while he was going to get my bag?

I could barely swallow that. The thought of another man touching me.

“I guess when you left to find my bag... he tried to, you know.” I started, trying to keep a straight face.

It was hard to face Alijah since he had been a victim of the drug himself. I had no right to feel bad.

“These things don’t affect me. So, no harm done there, I guess.” I assured, turning to face him.

Though at that moment, I froze. A weird, devilish smirk rose on his lips. His eyes turned icy cold. It was almost as if he wanted to kill Wyatt even more than the usual murderous intent he had towards everyone. This was nothing like he had ever shown me, either.

Whenever he was angry at me, he never made an expression like that. It was terrifying and full of hate. Not even when we met did I see that reflected in him. And that was when he wanted to murder me the most.

No, back then, all that I saw in his eyes was pain. I did not want to be here a second longer, though. When I went to stand up, I lost my balance. Alijah caught me before I fell onto the floor.

“Be careful, you idiot,” Alijah muttered, irritated but not at me.

His hands-on me felt so gentle for me to be the cause this time. Pulling me towards him, he clasped me against his chest while he sighed.

“Rem, let me kill him.” He suddenly announced, catching me off guard.

“You want to kill him?” I asked, like I had not heard him right.

It was hard to believe what Alijah had said, but it was not like it was out of character for him to want to murder anyone. Though it sounded more like he was angry because of what Wyatt had tried to do to me.

“Yep,” my wolf quickly answered.

His plain response allowed me to know he was out for blood. It was the first time since we came together that I had seen him be this way.

“I... We don’t even know if he did that.” I struggled to defend a stranger.

Even though I knew it was not true. Wyatt had tried to drug me, and it seemed Alijah knew more than he let on to. It was almost as he had already suspected the elf was a creep from long before, but he was the only one in the village willing to help us.

For me, that was enough to let him off the hook as no harm, no foul. But I never thought of all the people he might have hurt before we came along. And all the ones who would come after we left.

Luckily, Alijah knew better. To him, this was a pest needing extreme extermination.

“Rem, either you let me kill him, or I’ll do something worse,” he warned.

It left me in awe of his anger, and somewhat curious about what he meant.

“And what would that be?” I asked curiously, something I would regret.

It triggered a smirk to rise on Alijah’s lips. He pulled me closer to him, shoving his hand down my pants while his other grabbed onto my tail. A low mewl left my lips, leaving me clinging to him while his fingers surged pleasure through me.

He was not holding back on his teases anymore. Not after he had opened this new can of fresh goodies. I held onto his shirt, making me jittery.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard that he’ll want to step in to save his little prize. And then I’ll severely hurt him in self-defense. Your choice, Rem. Either way, he loses something tonight. Will you?” Alijah growled, allowing his fingers to invade my depths yet again.

Even though it was a threat, my body responded in a way that seemed to want what he said to happen. But it would have been too embarrassing to say it out loud. So, instead, I tried to sway him. We needed no more attention on us.

“We should just go.” I tried to keep my voice steady.

Though a mewl left me as Alijah sighed, getting rougher. He slightly pinched my precious bell with his thumb and index finger, while the movement of his other digits made my legs feel weak again.

Unable to help myself, I bit into his shirt as a soft yelp left me.

What does he mean by what I’ll lose? Will I lose anything other than my sanity that is already wavy?

Pulling me away from his shirt, he kissed me lightly on my lips. A soft sigh left his lips, trailing down to my neck. Suddenly, his voice shifted from dominant to almost pleading.

“Don’t make me do this, Rem. I’m not joking.” Alijah whispered, laying his head on my shoulder.

My heart fluttered when I realized he did not want to do anything that could hurt me. Unable to stop, I hugged him, unable to shake off the hope his words produced in me.

Maybe... I have a chance. Can I steal his heart from Lilith? Is that even a possibility for me? Impossible.

I had to squash that hope, even though I wanted it so badly.

Love me... please.

All I wanted to do was kiss him and make him mine, but I… Pushing down all those emotions, I gave in to what he wanted.

“Okay... do whatever you want, Alijah.” I huffed a bit out of breath.

In response, he pulled away from me, allowing me to get some of my composure back. He was learning how to play me like a tune to get what he wanted. And that was dangerous. Although for this occasion, perhaps not the worst.

Licking his fingers clean, he chuckled.

“Good girl.” Alijah smiled, pleased he did not have to go to the extreme.

All I could do was gaze at him in a haze. My heart was unresponsive anymore. He kissed me lightly on the forehead, taking the bottle from my hands and stepping towards the door. To chase after him, I stumbled onto him, causing him to glare at me.

Though I could not help but pout at him. This clumsiness he had produced it after all. Maybe he wanted me to stay in the room, but that was something I could not allow. If I had doomed a man, evil or not, I should see it through. Dad taught me as much.

Noticing I would not back up, Alijah sighed again, opening the door to reveal a Wyatt who had exited from a shower. All this time he had been helping the village with the injured and destruction, right after dumping my brothers somewhere in the village. He had sent them on the wrong way.

The moment Wyatt saw me, he smiled. I timidly hid behind Alijah. His smile was not the same that it used to be. To me... it had changed to something more sinister.

“Oh, it’s good to see you up,” the elf chuckled, finding my reaction to him cute.

Though that seemed to annoy my wolf, who took a step away from me, throwing the bottle to Wyatt. The elf’s demeanor quickly changed upon seeing it. He glared at Alijah, who was unmoved by his gaze.

“It’s not nice to go around people’s houses. Especially those who saved the girl you care about.” Wyatt chided; his eyes became colder than ice.

The atmosphere turned heavier when Alijah stepped toward him, not fearing a single thing Wyatt could do. After all, in the wolf’s eyes, the elf was an ant about to be squashed. Trying to guilt Alijah into anything would not work, either.

“Silly elf, I don’t care that you saved her,” he shook his head, eyeing his prey down.

“You know, I watched you every time you treated her. And I just can’t seem to shake the way you touched her. It was so weird when you brushed her in places she had no wounds.” He added, taking another step towards the elf.

Shivers ran down my spine, thinking about what Alijah meant by that.

“I honestly wonder how I didn’t punch you. But then again, I don’t have the slightest clue of what an ocean elf healer does, so I let it slide. You were saving her after all.” The angered wolf continued, stopping in front of the elf, scowling at him.

Wyatt did not seem to concern, though. He did not know who stood in front of him, though.

“But then you let us off without telling those Cerberus goons where we were at. That’s the first thing that made me wonder where your true intentions lay.” He stopped for a moment to gaze at the bottle.

There was only a small gap between the two males. One the wolf could close in a second.

“Then I found that bottle. And I realized friendly people don’t exist in this world, do they? Were you planning on slipping a drug on her? Was that what you were doing with those teas? You know, the ones I saw you brew before I left? Did I ruin your plan by leaving without knowing when I would come back?” Alijah berated the elf with questions.

Wyatt stood there, thinking he had the edge. He did not know Alijah drank the potion himself. He did not know that I realized it tasted the same as the tea, exposing the elf for what he was. Probably thought Alijah had thrown it into the sink or something like that.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. That bottle was confiscated from a couple not too long ago. I’m sorry if you thought it was something else, but I thank you for getting rid of it.” Wyatt tried to outsmart Alijah, but the elf was six thousand years late.

A weird laugh came from the wolf, who seemed amused by the elf’s explanation. He probably reminded him of all the people who passed him around like he was a toy. The thought of something like that happening to me enraged him in a terrifying way. Or perhaps it was to anyone.

“Really? Then why did you use it on her? Was it to make her appear sick so she would have to stay? Or was it to have your way with her while I was out? Are you an angel of death or a simple rapist? Don’t get me wrong, I’m curious about what you are, Wyatt.” Alijah seemed to enjoy the confrontation.

To him, it was pleasing to see someone relatable to his past. Everything that was coming out of Wyatt’s mouth was utterly repulsive.

“How...” The elf stopped for a moment.

“The dosage was too low that it didn’t affect her. So how would you know that!?!” Wyatt became suspicious of everything.

Alijah’s demeanor changed drastically. It was almost as if he was glad the world had changed little from what he remembered. There were fucked up people who deserved death in his eyes. Not just hybrid raiders who were desperate to find a living.

No... the purebreds were still the same shits he remembered.

“Ah… I didn’t know, but thanks for telling me, oh dear ‘healer’,” Alijah smirked.

He took another step forward towards Wyatt, who slowly showed the cracks in the mask he had built. How did I ever see him as someone nice? People were terrifying things.

“Why don’t you just leave and take the half-breed with you. All I wanted was a little fun, but it seems Fenris’s daughter has one hell of a bodyguard.” Wyatt slipped, making me realize he was worse than I thought.

He knew... I’m...

“So, you knew about me?” I mumbled, feeling utterly distressed.

My tone caused Alijah to glance back at me, worried I might break down because of it. But it was far from it. The man who claimed to be a healer disgusted me. This was when it finally hit me.

How many people has the elf had ‘fun’ with before Alijah went along and drank his drug?

When my wolf took the bottle out of the cabinet, it seemed to be half full. Wyatt had probably dosed a bunch of strangers he had tried to help. Just like he had attempted to do with me.

“From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you differed from the typical luma. At first, I wanted to help you, but at the moment I saw your skin. I just... It’s so fair and lovely I can’t help myself.” Wyatt confessed, looking like a total creep.

It left me shuttering a bit at the thought that he touched me at all. If Alijah were not there, he probably would have done much worse while I was unconscious. A loud growl came from my wolf’s lips, as he did not enjoy anyone talking about me like that.

“Everything you said to me was a lie?” I questioned Wyatt, stepping a few steps back from them.

He smirked a bit, enjoying the distraught he caused in me. If the drug would have worked on me, then I would have been... Before Alijah even touched me, I would have... That thought disgusted me in ways I never thought possible. I wanted no one other than my wolf to feel me.

I was planning to live my whole life as a virgin if this had never happened. Before this adventure began, I had tried to fall out of love with my wolf, but it never worked. Whenever things got too serious, I would always pull away from whoever was my partner.

I could not even bring myself to kiss anyone.

“Aw… don’t hate me, Rem. After all, who would not want to touch you, a royal? I mean, I thought your looks were cosmetic at first, but when those mutts came. It left me without a doubt who you were. I can’t help but want to embrace a celebrity like yourself.” Wyatt snickered, enjoying the thought of what would never be.

Though he was not done.

“Ah... Perhaps even put a child in your womb. But sadly, we are not a compatible race. I bet this Lycan can’t stop touching you, though.” Wyatt declared, rubbing me the wrong way.

Comparing himself to Alijah was unacceptable. My wolf was crazy. He was even sadistic, but he was not a rapist. He would never force himself on someone, even though he teased it nonstop.

“Don’t you dare compare Alijah to you! He is nothing like you! Wyatt, you are disgusting filth and a waste of space in this world!” I snapped, angrier than I probably would have been if he had not mentioned my wolf.

Alijah teased me to punish me for things I had done, but he never touched me in that way before the drug was in his system. And even when it was there, he would not penetrate me unless I told him it was okay. Alijah was nothing compared to the disgusting elf that was in front of him.

No, Wyatt was a different type of monster. In my eyes, he was worse than Alijah ever could be. My wolf stared at me in awe of what had come out of my mouth. I defended him, even though he spent the last hours ravishing me in his eyes.

Noticing I would not budge from where I was to help him, Wyatt turned back to Alijah and tried to plea to his sadistic nature. The moment the elf addressed the wolf, it snapped his gaze from me in an instant.

“So, the luma is smitten by you. Shame, share her a bit. I bet it has been so nice to touch those...” Wyatt ranted, only to be interrupted by Alijah closing the gap.

The wolf clasped onto his face with his hands, with a smirk was planted on his face. At that moment, Wyatt noticed Alijah’s eyes were not cosmetic, either. Everyone had heard of the monster that Cerberus was trying to stop. But few knew how he looked like. While I...

All I felt was disgust with the type of person Wyatt was. Alijah raised him by his face into the air. His feet were no longer on the wooden floor below. Thoughts bombarded me while this played out in front of me.

What would Wyatt have done to me if I were a normal human?

If I was Vera... He had said he would put a...

Oh, by the gods...

A newfound fear struck me. No one had ever tried to do this to me before. Back in Silverant, everyone respected my boundaries. I was naïve to this world. For a moment, I wanted to puke right where I stood, while Alijah snickered a bit, enjoying Wyatt’s fear.

“Hey... I have a better idea than fucking her. You want to know what I love to do the most?” The wolf smirked at the elf.

His sadistic side was in full swing. It reminded me of that night in the lake. If I had not bonded with my wolf then, what happened next would have probably been my fate, too. Wyatt, however, was frozen in place, realizing he had messed with the wrong people.

“It’s a weird fetish, but it gets me off every time.” Alijah teased Wyatt differently from what he ever did to me.

I could see the elf’s body tremble in dread, but I could not see the expression my wolf was making to have that type of reaction.

“You see, elf... what gets me off every time is when I see the lights go out in the eyes. Will you show me that?” Alijah snickered, suddenly smashing Wyatt against the wall hard enough to create a crack on the thick wooden wall.

He could have easily sent the elf flying through it if he wished, but thankfully he did not want to create a scene in case my brothers were around. Alijah had some type of self-control. It also helped he was not foolish to get himself in more trouble than it was worth.

Though he seemed fully recovered from the fight with the beast from the previous day.

“Ah... Are you still there, little healer?” My wolf smirked while a weird sound came from Wyatt, who somehow was still conscious, much to his pleasure.

He was enjoying torturing the elf. While all I cared about was Vera, who thankfully was still in Silverant.

Has she ever come across anything like this?

Unlike me, she was more desirable and vulnerable to these types of tricks. It made me feel sick. The world was nothing like what I thought it would be. Evil was everywhere. Nothing like what I had seen in Silverant.

How would I ever show Alijah that the world changed if we kept running into people like this? I had to be more careful, less naïve. Alijah snapped me out of that train of thought when he slowly choked the life out of Wyatt.

The enjoyment in my wolf’s eyes, while he did that, showed me a side of him I thought I would never see. Yet it did not scare me. No... Instead, it left me in awe. Back in the cave, he had left Loren to die from the wounds I had inflicted, but here, he was determined to make the elf suffer for what he could have done to me. And that made my heart flutter.

Alijah could have crushed Wyatt’s throat with ease, but the wolf let him suffer. It made tears run down the elf’s cheeks. Eventually, Wyatt stopped breathing, draining the color from his face. At that point, Alijah let go of the elf’s limp body before turning to me. His eyes were bright red, as he seemed to have lost himself again.

Before I knew it, my wolf pinned me against the wall. He kissed my neck, alerting me that the drug was still in his system. This entire time he was fighting it off, though killing Wyatt set him off again. He had even let me rest rather than keep going while I was out cold, too.

His hands traveled onto my bum, squeezing them tenderly. From murderous to loving, this wolf could shift between them at lightning speed.

“Rem...” Alijah mumbled my name, unable to say anything too coherent.

I responded by pulling him into a kiss, giving him all the permission he needed. Dropping my pants, he unbuckled his before picking me up, placing my legs on his waist. Separating from the kiss, he trailed down my cheek, stopping by my ears.

“Help me,” my wolf murmured, setting my heart into another marathon.

For a moment I hesitated to do so since I knew what he meant by that. His hands were busy holding me up. So, he needed help in aligning himself with me. He did not want to hurt me by pushing himself into me blindly, either.

So, even though I had tried to not look at him there all this time. I had to glance down to guide him to my entrance. When I saw his member, I could feel my heart want to leave my chest as I reached down to it. The moment my hand touched his heat, it twitched, causing me to feel rather weirdly.

It was almost as if I wanted more of that.

“Hurry, Rem,” Alijah purred, gripping onto my bum tighter.

Trying to focus since I was the only one with a rational mind, I guided him. A soft whine left my lips, are I felt him rub against every nook and cranny on my vulva. Everything there was moist and slippery thanks to everything we had done. It was not long before I felt the head gently pressing into my walls.

Once in the right place, he shoved himself into me with brief hesitation. His movements were rougher than before, as mewls and whines left our mouths. Though I could not help but gaze towards the freshly dead body in the room in brief moments. People would probably think we were crazy, and we were. After all, we were fucking like this after someone had died.

Well... at least I had to be crazy to love Alijah as much as I did. To be doing this, even though he killed someone in front of me. I could not help but feel warmth and pleasure from the same hands that probably ended many lives. Probably innocent lives, too.

Yet all I cared about was him. It was my name who he was calling for now, and I could not help but feel ecstatic by it all. A dangerous thought was coming into my mind when I tore my eyes away from Wyatt and onto Alijah, who was moving so animalistic.

I reached for my wolf’s face as his lips met with my hand. There, I pulled him into another, more passionate kiss. We had crossed a line that I thought was so solid before, yet there I was in his arms as he fucked me crazy. Although... I did not know if it was love or just pleasure for him.

Either way, I was in his embrace, and I did not want to let go.