C10 Marked

His powerful hands closed around my throat, squeezing me with immense strength. I struggled to breathe against his unyielding grip, gulping for air as I tried to free myself but he was too strong. He lifted me from the ground by my neck, like I weighed nothing, dangling as he held me in place.

“S-stop. P-please,” I managed to choke out. my eyes felt like they were going to pop out from their sockets, and I could feel the blood draining from my head.

Desperation clawed at me as I fought for my life, scratching at his arms and drawing blood in an attempt to break free from his deathly inhuman hold.

When I looked at his face, He looked anything but human as his eyes glowed eerily, fangs bared in a menacing snarl. With the speed of lightning, he moved, tossing me on the bed with so much force that I almost made my neck bend at an awkward angle. I desperately gasped for air, catching my breath as I tried to regain composure , but before I could react, but he was on top of me in an instant. His body pressed into mine like concrete, pinning me to the bed. I fought back, my limbs flailing in an attempt to free myself from him and run away from him as fast as I could.

As his face descended towards my chest, my heart beat quickened, beating hard against my chest. He used his fangs, mercilessly ripping through my nightgown and exposing my bare breasts.

A wicked growl erupted from his lips.

No.

Summoning every ounce of strength I could, I sent a forceful knee kick to his groin. He doubled back, groaning in pain. His hands forcefully gripped me chin, twisting my head toward the ceiling with a strength that threatened to snap my neck.

I tried to scream but he clasped my mouth, stifling my cries. Tears burned at the back of my eyes as I realized what was about to happen.

But I wasn't going to go down without a fight.

I bit down on his hand that clasped my mouth, drawing blood yet again.

“Bitch,” he growled and squeezed my neck.

“Let go of me,” I hissed back, as he squeezed tighter.

An animalistic growl evolved from his chest and he said in a voice that sounded monstrous, “Mate.”

Before I could even process the situation and maybe plot for an escape, he dipped his head head down and placed his lips on my neck. He bit me suddenly on the spot in between my collarbone and my shoulders.

His fangs dug into my skin viciously and I let out a loud gasp.

Intense strings of pain radiated through my whole body, but admist the pain, there was a misxture of burning pleasure. I arched my back, groaning as electric surges coursed through my veins. The feeling from the bite was a searing blend of agony and ecstasy that left my senses ablaze.

In the aftermath, an unfamiliar intensity gripped my every emotion. It was as if I could feel and see everything so vividly, the world around me pulsating with raw unfiltered emotions.

As the pain subsided, I could feel every heartbeat—his and mine—every breath intertwined with a strong connection I had never felt before.

He retracted his fangs from my neck, got off my body like nothing had happened and just stood there. As I stared at him, I noticed his eyes didn't glow anymore, his fangs retracted and he didn't look frantic anymore. I watched as he see took in deep breaths, from the rapid rising and falling of his chest.

When I finally came back to my senses, I looked down at my chest and realized I was still bare-chested. I sat up quickly and wrapped the torn fabric around my chest, shielding it from his prying eyes.

“What did you do to me?” I bit out, narrowing m eyes at him. The feeling of his fangs digging into to skin still lingered and it the realization made me extremely mad.

“I marked you.”

He said it so nonchalantly, like he didn't just borderline assault me. The lack of expression on his face angered me even more as I felt my body burn with blazing rage.

“I don't understand.”

“You’re mine now, my possession. I own you every part of you.” his eyes were like slits as he spoke, his tone laced with raw menace. “Your body, your soul, your power. It’s all mine.”

All I wanted right now was to kill him at that moment.

“I’m not yours.”

“You can keep telling yourself to feel better. whether you agree to it or not, it's the mate bond.”

I had never heard about the mate bond before, but at that moment, I understood.

“Why did you do this?”

“I warned you, but you don't fucking listen.” he inched closer, and I felt intimidated. Whatever confidence I had was gone, and was replaced with hurt and cowardice instead.

He continued. “It wasn't supposed to be this way and this time, but you pushed my Wolf beyond control. Now you're bound to me.”

“I will never be yours.” I gritted through clenched teeth. I was going to keep on saying it because I wasn't.

He was by my side in an instant. He leaned forward and gripped the side of my face, his fingers pressing roughly into my cheeks.

“You will always be mine, Gina. You can't fight it, the same way I can't.” he pulled my face closer to his till I could feel his breath on my face.

I felt tears brimming, but I fought hard. I wasn't going to let him see my cry.

“You can't run from me, Gina. I will find you wherever you go. I will break every bit of you till you learn, and then I’ll mend you back.”

His words stung, and I didn’t doubt them.

He was a monster.

The tears flowed freely now, and he remained unshaken. I hated the way my body felt when I was this close to him and when he touched me. I hated that I couldn't control my sensations around him even though all I felt was pure resentment.

“I hate you.” I bit out, narrowing my eyes at him, as his cold blue eyes bore into mine with an intensity.

I hated him with every burning passion in me. I hated him so much that I wanted to scream, I wanted nothing more than to make him suffer for what he did to me.

But there was nothing I could do.

I was helpless.

He responded in a cold dead tone that sent chills down my body.

“Likewise.”