Chapter Sixty-Seven
The lycan in front of her looked feral. Blood dripped to the floor from one of his numerous open wounds. His black eyes were predatory and pinned her to the door. Again his nostrils flared. He stalked toward her. His nose ran over her arms where Lucas had gripped her. His nose traveled up and then pressed against her neck, he recoiled and growled loudly enough to rattle the glass of the door behind her. A clawed hand reached out and gripped her throat, causing her to gasp. His shift was instantaneous. She blinked and her mate was glaring back at her in his human form. His eyes were still pitch black as he looked pointedly down at her neck. His fingers tightened.
“Who the fuck touched you?” he hissed.
“Graham… I…”
“Who. Touched. You?” he repeated, stepping further into her space. She groaned as his erection pressed up against her stomach.
“Some men cornered me and Lucas and…”
“Lucas? Did he touch you?!”
“No… I…”
Graham silenced her by gripping her neck tighter. “I told you to stay with Jensen. Yet you go against it? You may be the alpha’s daughter but you’re my mate. You submit to me, understood?” She narrowed her eyes at him fueling his anger further. “I told you to stay with Jensen. I told you not to provoke me today. What happens next is on you.”
He released her throat but before she could take more air into her lungs his lips connected with hers. Her head swam as her lungs ran out of oxygen. Graham ran his hands through her hair and yanked her head back so his mouth could move down her throat. He growled as he was hit with the other lycan’s scent.
“I’ll kill him,” he hissed.
“Lucas already did,” she panted as his teeth grazed the shirt above her breasts.
“I’ll kill him too.”
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Before she could object, he spun her around and pressed her roughly into the door. His extended claws turned her dress into ribbon that fluttered to the ground around them. Catherine cried out as he entered her roughly. His hands circled her waist as he drove himself into her over and over. He growled low. Her feet lifted from the ground as he sought easier access to what he wanted.
Catherine tried to find something to hold on to, eventually digging her nails into the wood of the door for support. At the moment she expected him to slam one last time inside her, he instead pulled out. Catherine gasped and her sex pulsed at the sudden absence. She felt his seed land on her back as he groaned low. He planted his hand beside her head and hissed through his teeth as he spent himself on her skin.
Catherine was afraid to move, so she waited for his breathing to slowly fall back to normal. His hand beside her head disappeared and she felt it smooth along the skin of her back and around her middle to coat her skin in his cum. That same hand ran up her front and clasped around her throat. He pulled her head back so she was pressed firmly against him.
“Do you remember doing that to yourself after swallowing me for the first time?” he questioned. Catherine could only nod as she waited for his next move. His hand left her throat and he turned her to face him. Catherine’s shoulders fell back against the door while he held her up by her waist. He leaned forward closer to her lips. “Do you know what it means, Baby?” he asked, letting his nose trail over where the lycan’s scent used to be, now smothered instead in the scent of their lovemaking. Catherine shook her head. “It means you’re ready for breeding.”
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Catherine gasped at both his words and the rough way he threw her over his shoulder. He carried her into their room and threw her onto the bed. Before she could even right herself, he was spinning her to her back while he crawled over her. His eyes were still pitch black as he stared down at her. She glanced down to see his cock already swelling again with his desire.
She groaned and tried to scoot further up the bed. They’d had so much sex today, she was sure she’d be sore for several more days. He smirked at her attempt to escape. He sat up, gripped her ankle and pulled her back under him. He clasped her cheek in a gesture that was both warm and full of warning.
“I told you to stay with Jensen, didn’t I?” he asked.
Catherine opened her mouth to answer but only a rush of air came out as he gripped her hair and yanked her head back to lengthen her neck. She groaned as the pain of his dominance sank to a pool of desire between her legs. She clamped her thighs together only to have his free hand pry them apart so he could settle between them.
“Answer me, Catherine,” he demanded, his teeth gliding over her nipple.
“You t-told me to stay with Jensen,” she agreed.
“Now you’ll have to pay for disobeying,” he said, slicing his cock into her with one harsh thrust. Catherine cried out, shocked at how sore her muscles already were. He ran his nose between her breasts. “I can still smell Lucas on you… You shouldn’t have gotten in his car with him. I’ll have to do something with him.”
“Graham…”
He pulled back and thrust again, silencing whatever she’d wanted to say. She gripped his shoulders only for him to wrestle her wrists away and pin them above her head. His eyes flashed and deepened in blackness turning nearly matte with their intensity. He snarled down at her as he slammed into roughly several more times. Tears ran down her face at the intensity of pleasure and pain.
“I’m you’re new Beta,” he growled, showing his canines. He lowered his teeth to her neck. “Tomorrow it’ll be official and I’ll mark
what’s mine.”
Graham released her wrists so that he could sit up. He pulled her legs together, wrapped them around one arm and held them against his shoulder. Catherine reached out to grip the bed sheets with her fists as he drove into her deeper than ever before. In the back of her mind she went over what he said. Tomorrow they would be bonded… Something tickled her memory though. She suddenly recalled what Jensen said.
“It will be some time before I give him my blessing to mark you,” Jensen had said.
Graham lowered himself over her, pressing her legs to her chest as he sought to reach as deep into her as their bodies would allow. Catherine closed her eyes, searching through the veil of the shift suppressant to seek out the wolf always lurking in her soul. She trudged through her subconscious, fighting through fog and quicksand, trying to prevent her from reaching that side of herself. She felt the familiar feeling of an electric buzz she’d come to realize was her soul’s energy. She pictured it, she held out her hand for it until it burned along the nerve endings of her fingers. All at once, she felt her other sides wrapping around her like a gripping riptide. She could feel it rolling over her shoulders, down her stomach and around her legs.
In the throes of reality, Graham groaned, his hips jerking slightly as he subconsciously felt her entire being pulsing out and wrapping around them both. She couldn’t hold on to this feeling forever. Her eyes flew open and she gripped Graham’s face with both of her hands. His eyes snapped open. They widened at her expression, his hips faltered and his eyes faded to brown.
“Graham,” she began, her voice filled with an edge of authority she didn’t know she possessed. “Mark me,” she commanded, pushing her aura out and then swiftly pulling it back to encompass them both. His muscles locked, his body arched against the pressure. “Don’t fight this. Mark me now, Graham!” she commanded again.
Graham’s eyes snapped open. His pupils turned to pinpoints before exploding until his entire eye was pitch black. His teeth lengthened. He snarled, his hands tightened in her hair before yanking her head to the side. Graham lurched forward and sank his
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teeth to the hilt in one bit. Catherine felt the moment his teeth connected with the tether of her soul. She felt Graham’s jaw lock against her and he moaned as his venom leached into her bloodstream. Her body locked and she let out an ear-splitting scream as her entire soul splintered apart. As his venom coursed through her body, her soul started to piece itself back together, this time interweaving hers with fragments of her mate’s.
Images began to flash in her mind, memories that did not belong to her. Feelings swept through her that were not her own. Emotions, echoes of the past, all converged and coursed through her mind. Graham made a sound between a growl and a moan before his jaw unlocked and he managed to retract his teeth from her suddenly burning skin. Darkness creeped in her vision and she
gripped the sheets to try to help her mind from spinning. She shut her eyes hard but felt Graham’s cold fingers play along her
cheeks.
“It’s okay, Catherine. This is normal. Don’t fight it, let it take you under. I’m going to be here… I won’t leave you… Catherine…” Darkness swept her away.
Surrendering to Destiny
