chapter 3

Lexi experienced an intense surge of hunger and desire, his craving for someone fresh and sweet growing stronger. The wait for his bride had been excruciatingly long, and it filled him with anger. How much longer would those foolish people test his patience? Were they daring him to continue his killing spree?

Lost in his thoughts, the sound of the gate opening snapped him back to reality. Lexi was puzzled as to why it would be open. The villagers were usually too afraid to venture outside.

Without hesitation, he transformed into his wolf form and sprinted into the woods, determined to uncover the reason behind the gate's opening. As he approached, he suddenly paused, spotting a girl standing there, looking vulnerable yet beautiful. In that moment, he fell in love.

He observed her vulnerability, her cold gaze scanning the surroundings. All he could think about was having her all to himself. Emerging from his hiding place, he caught her gaze, causing her to stumble and fall onto the grass, her heart racing audibly.

Realizing she was frightened by his wolf form, Lexi decided to transform into his human self, hoping to alleviate her fear. As his transformation completed, a faint smile appeared on his face as he observed her intently.

"Welcome home," he said softly, taking slow steps towards her. She instinctively recoiled in fear, but he paid no heed. She was perfect in his eyes.

"Please don't," she pleaded, but as he reached her, he lifted her gently off the ground, gripping her hand firmly, and drawing her closer to him.

"You belong to me now, girl. It's best if you accept your fate," he declared, his voice filled with possessiveness and determination.

He led her forcefully into the depths of the woods, and all she could do was cry and plead to go home. Hearing those words angered him, and unable to bear it any longer, he turned her around and grasped her cheek firmly.

"You are mine now, and your only home is with me."

Lifting her up, he began walking, and she remained silent, which brought a smile to his face.

Upon reaching home, he guided her to a room he had prepared for his bride long ago, eagerly awaiting her arrival.

I gently placed her down and studied her. My body burned with desire, and I longed to possess her right then and there.

Lexi leaned closer as she closed her eyes, refusing to even look at him.

"Open your eyes, my love," he whispered into her ear, teasingly grazing it with his tongue, sending shivers down her spine. Seeing her frightened expression and her reluctance to open her eyes, he grabbed her and shouted.

"You're my mate now, and when I give an order, you obey. Now open your eyes."

He observed as she gradually began to open her eyes, and as soon as he noticed, his happiness overflowed, and he placed his hands on top of her head.

"Welcome home, my love."

She scanned the room, her disapproval evident in her gaze. Suddenly, her eyes met his, and she quickly averted her gaze.

He lifted her chin, drawing closer to her and whispered, "Don't look away, my love. I am completely devoted to you."

As he moved in and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, she recoiled, fear evident in her eyes. He couldn't help but chuckle as he stood up and stared at her.

"Take your time. Perhaps, as you grow accustomed to me, you will come to realize how deeply I love you. And when that time comes, you will love me in return."

He walked away from the room, locking the door behind him. Why was she scared of him?

The realization that his bride was afraid of him ignited a burning anger within him.

Transforming into his wolf form, he embarked on a quest to hunt and gather food that would satisfy her palate. Having spent his entire existence in the depths of the forest, he possessed a remarkable skill for hunting animals, but he was clueless about her preferences.

He decided to gather an assortment of fruits, meticulously selecting the ripest ones. After completing his task, he returned home and transformed back into his human form.

With a heavy heart, he made his way to her chamber, unlocking the door. As soon as she laid eyes on him, she instinctively recoiled.

"Fear not, my love. I have brought you sustenance," he reassured her, placing the fruit beside her. Her gaze shifted from him to the fruit, uncertainty evident in her eyes. He offered her a gentle smile, hoping to alleviate her apprehension.

When it became apparent that she had no intention of consuming the fruit, a surge of frustration overwhelmed him. Disregarding her fear-stricken expression, he lifted her up, his eyes glowing with a fiery intensity.

"Do you comprehend the effort it took me to procure these?" he uttered, his voice distorted by rage. Fear reflected in her eyes, but in that moment, he disregarded it entirely and forcefully pushed her to the ground.

He observed her trembling hands as she reluctantly took the fruit and began to consume it. The word "Eat" was all he managed to utter as he watched her.

With a tender smile, he remained standing, captivated by the sight of her devouring the fruit. As she finished, he couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth within him. He approached her and took a seat beside her, yearning to be close to her.

Sensing her hesitation to move away, he gently pulled her closer to him, cherishing the intimate connection between them.

"Relax, my love. I shall not cause you harm."

As he leaned in for a kiss, she suddenly recoiled, her cries echoing in his ears.

She uttered those words, "Please, I'm just eighteen," and the weight of her statement struck him with a sudden jolt. In that moment, shock coursed through his veins, inundating him with an overwhelming surge of emotions. Anger, frustration, and confusion welled up inside him, threatening to overflow.

Without fully comprehending the strength behind his actions, he impulsively exerted force and forcefully pushed her to the ground. The impact caused her body to collide with the floor, emitting an audible thud.

As he stood up, casting a frustrated glance at her, he stormed out of the room. How could he possibly engage in a romantic relationship with her when she is merely eighteen years old?