The promise that Venus had kept to herself about escaping was now to happen, it had been a day since the entire reveal of Venus being a female alpha.

That day she felt an oncoming headache and retreated to her room, the pressure of it all and everything was settling on her.

James and Sophia had given her all the medication required, as she had also caught high fever with her migraine, along with nausea, she was in a bad shape overall.

Stuffing a box of tissues and her other requirements into her bag, she wore ger hoodie, and with bloodshot eyes and trembling legs, she made her way out of her room.

She realized as her wolf explained; that since it was very rare for werewolves to get sick like that and especially if they are of a higher ranking,

the only reason is the fact that she had found her mate but they still hadn't accepted the bond.

Avoiding and ignoring the bond would lead to weakness on both parts, Dante had not shown any traces of weakness but Venus was a trembling mess.

It was 3 in the morning, with her backpack over her shoulder and hazy eyesight. Venus clutched onto the railing of the staircase and quietly made her way down.

Tiptoeing across the foyer, she moved past the living room, 3 feet away from her final escape.

Venus felt as if it was hard to breathe, the air thinning, this was it, this was her leaving her mate and the bond, as her heart lurched and thumped irregularly in her chest.

Her wolf was also whining softly, but no.

She wouldn't lose control again and not to him.

She turned around to be met with an empty house, sighing to herself deeply, with one last look to where his room was, her lips trembling, she turned the doorknob softly.

She had opened the door halfway when it was thrown shut, and she was roughly turned around by the waist and pressed up against the door.

Her breathing hitched by the sudden attack, her eyes widened.

Lo and behold.

Dante stood there with a bare torso breathing heavily, his hair messy, his eyes dark and jaw ticked. A pair of grey sweatpants hung low on his hips.

Holding Venus trapped between himself and the door that was her only escape, his minty and woodsy scent made Venus clench her eyes, no, she wouldn't lose control.

"Where do you think you're going, amour?" Dante hissed through clenched teeth, holding his little mate captive.

Venus sputtered nonsense.

Busted.

Her eyes then darkened, and she pushed against his bare chest but he didn't budge, she growled at him and he growled right back at her.

"What does it look like dumbass, I'm leaving you and this cursed pack," she snapped, twisting in his hold, wanting to be let free.

His onyx eyes flashed, and he bared his canines at her, wanting her to submit.

But his stubborn little mate had other plans.

Her knee went flying to his crotch, she hit where she wanted.

As Dante loosened his hold on her and cupped his crotch, he was angry.

She ran towards the door, turned the knob only to find herself airborne, as she clutched onto Dante, feeling dizzier than what her fever made her feel.

Putting her across the foyer, the other end of the door.

She twisted herself around in his arms, only to find him an inch away from her, their noses almost touching, both their breathing ragged.

Venus stopped struggling in his embrace, the fever and headache were making her senses reel, as she sagged against his chest.

His hands around her waist, hers placed on his chest, crushed against each other.

The soft contours of her body fit perfectly into his hard ones.

They were made for each other, there was no other way around it.

"Don't ever-ever even think of leaving," Dante growled out, tightening his hold on her.

Venus was silent in his arms.

"Had you not done half of what you did I wouldn't have even thought of leaving," she whispered.

Dante clenched his jaw.

She looked so small, so fragile in his big arms.

In her vulnerable state, nothing like the raging she-wolf he saw the day before.

"You expect me to be your prince charming Venus, I am not that, you're still a child, stop confusing the reality from the fairytales you believe in," Dante said, angry at himself and at her.

Something in Venus snapped, a child.

She roughly pushed against his chest.

Startled he moved back.

"A child, you think I'm a damn child?" Venus hissed, venom lacing her words, her eyes ignited.

"Watch your mouth, Venus," he growled, taking a step forward.

"You know nothing about me Dante, so go ahead and say all that crap elsewhere," venus shouted, she was seeing red.

Heavy breathing.

"You know what," Venus said, smiling bitterly.

"Screw you, screw this, I'm rejecting you," she hissed through clenched teeth.

Her hands clenching to fists by her side, her chocolate brown eyes flashing with anger.

His eyes darkened upon her outburst, the ocean blue of his left eye turning black, while simultaneously the green of his right eye that had gold specks surrounding the pupil started to dim, the darkness taking over, both orbs turning black.

His Lycan was trying to push through, her announcement of rejecting him didn't sit well with his Lycan, who was trying to take control and mark her, to make her his. Forever.

"I Venus Harrison, reject you Dante En-" her statement got cut off by a pair of warm and firm lips over hers.

Sparks flew upon their touch, as he moved his lips against hers, growling when she wouldn't open her mouth for him, he squeezed her derrière in his rough hands and forcefully pushed his tongue into her mouth for it to clash with hers.

His stubble grazing her cheeks, there was nothing tender about the kiss. It was consuming.

It was rough and bruising, and Venus found her hands around his neck.

As he growled into the kiss, she was driving him mad with desire.

he tangled his tongue with hers, Venus moaned.

Dante pulled on her tongue and started sucking, desire streaking through her body, she bit his lower lip and he hooked his hands around her hips, running his tongue along the seam of her lips, leaving a wet trail in its wake.

He sucked roughly almost greedily on her lower lip, feeling it swell.

He then thrust his tongue into her mouth, only to retreat and be thrust back in. Venus was a hot mess, her hands tangled in his dark locks.

He slanted his mouth across hers, gaining more access, deepening the kiss further.

His hands rushed over her heated form, as she moaned in his arms, returning the kiss with equal ardor.

Goddess the passion she had was going to kill him.

Venus was the first to break away, breathing heavily.

Both looked thoroughly ravished.

Venus raised her trembling fingers to her swollen lips, Dante watching her, his eyes dark with lust, his arms flexing from the strain of holding himself back.

The reality of everything crashed onto Venus, as she looked at Dante with wide accusing eyes.

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Hello sweets,

Well that happened, also there will be two updates today, another one later because i won't be home on Friday so I'll be updating it later on.

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