The Beast's Virgin Claim

I have given him a choice all he needs to do is pave the path for our future. This here is endgame.

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Strolling out towards the core of our grounds I catch Moira clutching onto a small woven basket of chicken feed yet she does not do a proper job of feeding the birds for her interested eyes are nailed onto her male who stands far on the other side with his hands on his hips and his back turned to his female whilst noiselessly conversing with Elriam.

Moira thoroughly but unhurriedly scans him from the tips of his dishevelled raven hair down to his broad muscled back and bulky thighs clothed by a pair of pants that was meant to be loose yet clings to him like a second skin. Ragon is nothing like the males of our pack he is more refined less rugged and perhaps this attracts his female for she has never witnessed such a male before.

I notice the way Ragon's back tenses as his palms ball into tight fists that quake and his jaw clenches whilst he grinds his teeth. He is striving to keep composure for he senses the heat of his female's eyes on his flesh and he is finding it arduous to resist the flame of her filthy gaze.

Moira's cheeks pick up a tint of bright red and she swiftly glimpses away peering down at her basket whilst those curious eyes turn into one filled with sorrow.

I should be happy. I should be content with the punishment she has received for her sins but I am not a regular wolf who can walk away with being pleased with her downfall. I am her Luna, I am her queen and it is my responsibility that I make sure that all my wolves are forgiven and saved.

"Moira,"

"Královna." Her eyes enlarge at my abrupt appearance and she bows deeply in greeting.

"Would you like me to take over for you? You can have a small talk with your male for I see it is something that you wish for."

She smiles a shattered smile one that jabs at my heart. "I do not deserve such a thing from him. I do not think he wants to talk to me either, he has not even looked at me for even a second."

"Ragon is a good male I know him well. He will do you no harm."

"That is not what I am afraid of. I...I do not want to regret anything of my past or my choices for I was certain of them. But I am so frightened that my mate will cause me to-" She stops herself from continuing and once more peeks at her present from the moon.

"Why? Why did you go against the moon when you chose to be with Ondra?" My question has her swallow with nervousness and she takes a few minutes to prepare her mind so she can tell me her truth.

"My parents died when I was thirteen, they poisoned themselves and till today I do not know the reason behind their doing. We were under Alpha Ares's rule at that time yet he was barely present on our lands. Suicide is considered a disgrace here and the weight of my parents' sins fell on me.

I had no wolf to look after me and I was driven to the point of being starved for on our lands you fend for yourself. I was young and a shy female, I did not know how to hunt either and my wolf still slept within. I was weak and a lost cause abandoned by my family left to die but Ondra, he was there for me. He was my saviour, my protector and my best friend.

He was my age and he took good care of me though there was no need for him to do so. We spent our juvenile years together he taught me how to survive, to smile and laugh till my belly hurt. The death of my parents that once destroyed me, he eradicated that very feeling itself and within he planted a seed of hope and love that bloomed with each season that was birthed.

Our innocent friendship turned into something more. Something I could not and did not want to give up. The wolves here are offered a choice, they can either stay and wait for their mates to come find them or they could leave in search of their half instead. I wanted neither at that time. I only wanted Ondra for he was all I had. I loved him more than my own life and he loved me in return.

We forsook our mates."

"You knew what the pack would have done to you both so you kept your bond a secret," I state.

"Yes. We wished to protect each other."

"And Argus was the fruit of your love."

"Argus was not planned. We never wanted to have pups for it was a risk we were not willing to take. But when I became pregnant we could not give him away we could not find it in ourselves to kill the pup in my belly." Her eyes grow blurry with restrained tears as she stares down at her feet, her emotions are at war she does not know how to feel or what to feel.

"But your connection with Ondra was not able to fill that emptiness in your soul, yes? There must have been a part of you that always felt devoid and your longing for something more powerful and intimate must have drowned you."