The Rogue Deity Until Death Do Us Part

Strenuous breaths and suffocating kisses of pleasure echo through the bare room. She is helpless, though he has betrayed her, and threw her away even due to his selfishness, their bond has finally brought them together. She ran away, and when he found her, she desperately tried to distance herself from him with all her being, but here they are, bodies aligned perfectly, and now she is completely powerless against the mate bond. Yearning only for his love.

"You are mine Rebekah, you will never escape me again!" He growled determinedly, his hot breath caressing her face before he aggressively continued to devour her swollen lips.

"Roman," Rebekah moaned as he licked her neck with his seductive tongue, trapping her with the weight of his body against the wall. He unzips his jeans and starts pump...

"Nope, nuh-uh, I'm done!"

"Ah no please, don't stop reading. I beg of you Alinta!" The sound of a book slammed shut echoes through the empty library.

"You and I are done here Ange," said Alinta with blushing cheeks, an unsatisfied groan sounded in her head. "I am tired of these books! They start off so promising, and then it's a sex fest, where yet again the heroine proves to be a weakling, and the guy wins her heart; though I can predict he is going to stuff up a few more times before they become one and hopefully live happily ever after."

"I see those red cheeks," Angela hissed spitefully.

"You are such a naughty wolf!" Alinta retorted.

"No my dear person, I just enjoy reading how some humans describe our kind incorrectly, it's more entertaining than arousing," snickered Angela playfully.

"Finally something we both can agree on!" Laughed Alinta as she tossed the book on a small pile next to her.

"I am truly amazed at how much humans have learned about us, especially considering their limited resources," Alinta said reflectively. Angela remained silent, contemplating Alinta's words. "For example, while we do have destined mates, our bonds aren't as unrealistically powerful as one might think. They simply enhance our attraction to each other with the sparks and tingles, but that's as far as it goes. We love, desire, and experience pleasure just like humans do. Our bond only becomes stronger after making love and eventually having marked each other. It is such a sacred union and that is what irks me," Alinta concluded, lost in thought.

Angela snickered as she broke her silence. "Two things, poetic licence and sex sell, besides not all are that bad, the previous book we actually finished."

"So you don't take anything personally? The fact that they sometimes make out that we are unsophisticated crude beasts?" Alinta asked with a raised eyebrow.

Angela laughed, then her tone became serious as she continued, "Honestly, I do find it insulting how sometimes the wolf counterpart is depicted as an animal always leading to his or her primal instincts. I grew up with you these past eleven years and learned your ways. Us wolves have evolved so much from our lycanthrope ancestors. I mean we can talk for Pete's sake!"

Alinta giggled at her wolf as Angela got lost in her pet peeves. "I thought you found it humorous when they got the facts wrong," she smirked at her wolf.