DreameNovelChapter 0439 I moaned, and felt my cock garden to its fullest as i clutched at my queen, feeling the bond flood throughlike a tidal wave.
I felt her head flop to the side slightly and I assumed she had passed out from whatever feeling we're going through her, so I held onto her body as I released her flesh, glancing at my fresh bloody mark before tilting my head back in elation.
Dylan was MINE! She wore my mark, she had accepted me, she belonged toand only me, and now nothing, and no one could take her away from me, not even Dylan herself.
No one could deny a true mates mark, and nobody had ever wanted to. A mates marking was for eternity, it was written as fate by the moon goddess herself, and I was delighted to have finally felt the effects of one.
For a split second everything felt right, everything felt fated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy mind swam with all the plans I had for us and a peaceful smile played on my bloodied lips.
I would now be able to break her legs, and lock her up, so she could never escape, her downfall would signal the fall of every single human on earth. I would use her body for my pleasure alone... I could force more people to watch, every single person that attempted to help get take her from me, they'd be invited to watch the show of a lifetime. Yes... I would break her down to ashes, for good this time, only to build her back up again so that she would solely dote on me, andalon...
A gasp racked throughas my eyes widened. A agony filled burn took over my skin and with it the need to scream took over my body.
My neck and throat elicited a strong and painful burning sensation that could only be caused by one thing... I attempted to gasp once more only to feel my mouth fill with a lake of blood... only this time, instead of being an enemy or the girl whom I lived the blood was different, it was familiar it was my blood.
Dylan, my queen, my now marked mate, also let out loud gasp as my grip on her eased. I felt the warmth of her body leave my own, and my eyes lowered to meet hers.
I saw her hand on the hilt of an obviously silver weapon, that was buried deep within the muscular triangle of my neck, blocking the way for breath to travel through me.
I frowned in anger, as pain engulfed me. My attempt of shouting my rage failed drastically as only a small strangled noise floated out, while the blood pooling inside my mouth effortlessly flowed out.
She truly hatedthat much! I knew I had caused her a lot of pain, I knew I had almost even broken her beyond recognition, but for her to go as far as to personally kill me, well that was just a sucker punch to the gut.
I was heartbroken, I didn't care about hurting her, but I never would have killed my goddess given mate, so I was surprised and distraught that she would. In truth I didn't think she had it in her.
I studied her eyes, trying to locate the tiniest bit of affection that she might have had for me, but found absolutely none. I knew in that moment that she had given Her heart to that bastard Lewis, when it was meant for me.
Well, if I couldn't have her, then no one could.
My clawed hands quickly tore through her arms as I wobbled. I tried to hold myself up long enough to do at least sserious damage but my body was failing fast. The silver blade was sucking the life out ofat an alarming rate, and I slammed to the floor on my back before I even realized I was falling, I attempted to catch my breath but couldn't sue to the object impaled within me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMy arms would no longer work and I honestly regretted using the last of their movement to attack Dylan, instead of pulling the blade out of my body. I wheezed, tasting more and more blood and feeling it trickle down both my cheeks and my chin, my sight never leaving hers.
She too collapsed to her knees, and before I knew it, I could feel more pressure on the blade as it tore through the back of my neck, and watched as she strained to slice the blade down sideways practically decapitating me.
Inside I was screaming from the hurt and betrayal, she had caused as my breath faltered.
I was dead, I knew that, however I didn't think the very last thing I would ever hear would be my queen, telling someone else no not to let her die while wearing my mark. My heart suddenly stopped beating altogether and a single tear fell out of my eye.
The last thing my eyes saw before I succumbed was Lewis, biting down gently on the part or Dylan's flesh YT that had claimed. Successfully replacing my mark with his own.
I died... without a single ounce of affection from the one I called mate, I died knowing that my demise had also ended the new world as we knew it. Wolves and humans would never be segregated the way we had been. My version of a perfect world had undoubtably perushed with me.
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