“HADES! too- ah f**kkkk!” I sobbed as he removed his fingers, his hard length taking their place, his hips grinded mine slowly and then he thrusted hard. "So f**king beautiful, hell what have I done so good to deserve you?” All games were over and right now...
Chapter 1
Dark locks of hair were sprawled on his forehead, dripping like molten honey.
His eyes were so full of life yet of death, their color grey—a fallen angel, a king, liquid silver swirling with sweet nectar, or was it poison?
Those dark cherry lips were the sweetest forbidden pleasure.
That deep velvety chocolate voice known to shake hell and heaven sent a shiver down her spine.
A single breath taken...a single word spoken...two hearts awoken.
"Persephone," he whispered.
"Hades," her breath hitched, and like wind he was gone.
FONTS IN BOLD MEANS HADES IS TRYING TO CALL PERSEPHONE THROUGH THE BARELY THERE MATEBOND
Rejection...the most beautiful woman to ever grace heaven, hell, and the immortality of celestial beings was rejected.
Serene silver hair spilled on her shoulders, glowing, straight, and thick waves falling to her waist. Her scarlet lips parted in shock; her dark blue eyes were showing nothing but fury.
"Are you seriously rejecting me for a lowlife who isn't even born yet?" her screech bounced off the magnanimous violet pillars adorned with black pearls.
Innumerable glass chandeliers embellished the darkroom with the radiance of the sun.
A throne was perched at the far end of the courtroom, on the elevated ivory turf. Black roses were laid on their path with their counterparts, silver ones.
The man to reject the woman stood from the throne in all his mighty glory, his black leather cloak trailing behind him.
Grey eyes, lively like a thousand moons shining together, stared into her blue ones, making her breathing shallow.
His chocolate hair with Amber streaks appeared to be softer than any silk; his chiseled features put all gods...each god combined to shame- The ruler of the Underworld, the supreme power wielder, King Hades.
His crimson lips curled into distaste. Watch the way you talk about her. his deep, cocoa-rich voice filled with chilling anger distracted her, but as soon as her mind registered his words, her eyes filled with malice.
Do you even know whom you have rejected?
He did. He had said no to the moon goddess—Selene. The epitome of beauty, power, and guardian of Wolves, the maker of Mates.
"I do. I know you better than anyone else Selene. she stared at him. Her lips curved into an evil smirk."
Despite hatred running deep in her veins, if there was one person she actually respected...it had to be Hades. She hated him but loved him at the same time.
"Nobody can understand you like I can, Hades; nobody can love you more than me. Reject the bond; reject her."
The sky thundered, frost forming on the floor. Her eyes widened a fraction with the thunder inside those beautiful orbs, making her flinch. He came closer, his jaw clenched hard.
"She will be my mate, woman, whether you like it or not.
Warriors! Escort the moon goddess out of the gates of the Underworld and make sure she never returns."
Two soldiers in armor and shield came forward, stepping towards the infuriated female.
One hundred excruciating years...it had taken her one hundred years to gain her powers and to enter the underworld, and it took him one breath to throw her out.
Her mind swirled with blinding rage; this icy terrain never stayed at the same place in the cosmos; she had spent years of life finding it.
What if she can't have him this time? she will have him soon, and there will be a time when he will call her himself...he will be her king, and she the ultimate queen of Supreme Underworld. If she can't stay here, he will, and so will his terrain...forever.
"I, Selene, the creator of Mates, the moon herself, curse you to be trapped in the underworld till a destined half rejects his mate. remember me King it will never happen...you will not be able to search for her. YOU WILL NEVER MEET HER! "
The werewolf history...no wolves have ever rejected their soulmates, their other halves. It had never happened, and it is more likely it will never happen in the future also... Hades was trapped, chained in these majestic walls. He will say yes to her; he will be forced to.
Those lethal words dripping with poison rang as the goddess disappeared into the air.
She will find me, Selene. his eyes closed with the floor rumbling with his wrath. "And then...I will find you."
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19 years later
Black Moon Pack
Persephone's POV
Droplets of water fell from oblivion. My soul was on fire, my peace was taken, and the world turned upside down.
Every year the mating ceremony ignited hopes in werewolves across the globe. Like every other girl, I had dreams of finding my beloved soulmate, and then I found him.
'Mate,' the Black moon Alpha growled as he approached my stoic form—Alpha Adrian. He pushed me into his stronghold; tingles erupted on my skin as my body went tense...it felt wrong...it had felt wrong when I found out that he was my mate, but the mate bond never deceived...it didn't lie.
He was known to be vicious and cruel, killing rogues even if they were innocent and inflicting unspeakable torments. A monster I had received in place of a mate, and my body screamed every time he touched me... repulsive... his touch was vile; it made me feel like a worthless prostitute.
My heart had screamed for me to move away from him; the way his eyes glazed over my body lustfully made my stomach hurl its contents.
I was a member of his pack for the past ten years, and I couldn't even count the number of deaths due to his maliciousness. I knew what that man was made up of, and such creatures were not meant to be loved.
His lips curled into distaste when he took in my dirty clothes; being an orphan in his pack has its perks...one was not having enough food, and the second was being pushed around like dirt, note my sarcasm.
"Go get yourself cleaned, sweetheart." he stroked my cheek softly, but I couldn't help feeling go away, as I looked into his affectionate smile, I wanted to give this a chance; I didn't have a choice.
I didn't know why, but the thought of giving Adrian a chance made my heart hurt.
You are mine, Persephone.
Chapter 2
Every fiber in the universe hears, every star in the Galaxy responds and each deed has a repercussion.
When a soul suffers, the whole Creation cries; the sorrows are never to be gone unnoticed.
Never curse a fair, never make their heart weep—the ultimate rule of Life.
Each breath of the sufferer had an effect, and the tormentor has to pay.
Moon goddess Selene had broken the rule, but time always ruled, and the person to hold its reins was captured in his own world...it won't be long before his chains will be destroyed...so will the goddess' destiny.
A child was born with eyes of the ocean. Sweet nectar seemed to flow as her cry rang the first time. Dark blue eyes with an aquamarine tint seem to glimmer with joy.
Her mother clasped her mouth, crying tears of joy, as her father held her small wrist, wondering what he had done so good in life to be blessed with such an angel.
Her brown hair in small wavy curls seems to be flowing with the wind, a soft breeze caressing her with the utmost affection.
The oblivion, which was roaring with thunder, seems to bow down to her, calming the catastrophic rain.
The one to command powers of life and death was born as a werewolf...a mortal herself, which was an irony.
Goddess Selene watched the child from the skies as the new soul was welcomed among her wolves; that little girl was a Luna...a powerful aura that seemed vague right now would bend the world one day.
“Goddess S-Selene u-underworld has gone calm; it's g-glowing... radiating like heaven,” a messenger informed with his eyes blown wide; he couldn't believe what he saw.
Radiating like heaven?....the cold place was the representation of King Hades; his emotions changed the weather....it can't be happening.
The goddess again looked at the girl in disbelief; she sure was a Luna, realization hit her like tons of bricks...not any Luna, she was King Hades' Queen.
The moon goddess's eyes widened as she saw the formation of a strong golden fiber of love and a bond being woven in air—the strongest to ever be formed. It shone brightly like glimmering pearls beaded together.
So she did what was best for her; the sharp moon dagger aimed above from her dainty fingers ripped the fiber before it could intertwine completely.
She twirled her fingers, selecting the most corrupted of the red thread, which represented the wolves fated to be mateless, and attached it with one ripped piece—the girl's soul.
She gave the newborn a devastating future filled with pain and anguish, but could she? A tinge of pain erupted in a corner of her heart....can Selene see the girl suffering? She didn't know herself.
But if only she knew...
A horrific scream resonated from her mouth as inky darkness started covering her hands, the same hands that broke the rule of nature. Her creamy fingers developed claws—a corrupted soul.
Her eyes snapped to the dark blue mirror adorned with turquoise sapphire in her adobe; it reflected her once-luminescent face, now marred with a shade of pitch coal. Another scream left her lips.
Never will the moonshine be bright and completely white every day; now its beauty would be engulfed by darkness in its soul. Each day a slash of black will corrupt a part of its round face.
There wasn't a day when the full moon failed to shine in all its glory...but it won't be full now; nature was changing its course, and Selene would pay the price of going against it.
May the little girl never pay the price, though...for her new mate was made to devastate her.
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19 years later
Black moon pack
Persephone's POV
The packhouse was filled with murmurs; the people who ignored me all my life were eyeing me with fake sympathy for being fated to a monster.
The orphan and Omega children whom I used to live with a few hours ago were huddled in the corner, eyeing my food on a full plate hungrily.
They haven't been given food for the past two days, and today they would be served enough to survive the next two.
Tears glistened my eyes as I took in their malnourished form. it was not like the other members never took pity on them but whenever they did, the remembrance of the punishment shuddered them to the core; they would be made an Omega too, just like my-
“Persephone, please give us one too,” Lily, with her big brown eyes filled with hope, asked for the grapes, which seemed to overflow out of my plate.
He was a monster—my mate to keep the children starved. I plucked a branch, the wolves surrounding me watching my action with dread.
An icy voice froze the room “What do you think you are doing, orphan mate?”
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Chapter 3
Warning: violence ahead
A/n: Only this chapter contains several violent scenes...not severe ones. Don't worry; it's NOT going to be a sad story.
THE TEXT IN ITALICS MEANS THEY ARE SAID BY HADES THROUGH A BROKEN MIND LINK.
The vein in his neck twitched while his hands convulsed violently to wrap around the little Omega's neck standing before his mate...his traitor mate.
The demeanor of the packhouse changed with his presence. A little girl was pushed by his mate behind her.
Alpha Adrian stalked towards Persephone, fire in her sapphire eyes still flaring like embers.
He hated the courage she possessed, the power she asserted...a born Luna who didn't require an Alpha to rule.
His blue orbs took in the way she stood. with grace and pride, her body untouched, immersed in innocence...still being untamed, wild with her intoxicating scent provoking him.
A forced smile made its way to his lips...soon he will breed her with his pups, and when he is done, he will show the pathetic mutt her place...only if it wasn't for her delicious body.
He needed a woman to keep under his shoe, the one who would quench his insatiable sexual thirst, but the only problem was his wolf, Mason.
Mason cared for her; he wanted to meet her wolf...her wolf, which he couldn't sense, but how was that possible when she sure was a werewolf?
"Adrian, they are starving..." his body went rigid hearing that euphonious sound...if only he could crush those worthless creatures and show the woman her place...his bed and beneath him.
"Jason, give the omegas as much food as they want," he replied, not removing his eyes from her; only they wouldn't be wanting it from tomorrow.
The head cook came forward with his frame trembling as the Black moon Alpha ordered everyone to sit.
All of them watched their Alpha and future Luna in awe... Alpha was really changing. While Persephone watched him with unbelieving eyes as he took a seat beside her, something was dubious, or was this man really trying?
Absence of light is darkness... the absence of conscience is evil... don't trust a monster. Don't sell your soul.
If only she knew...
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"THROW THAT PATHETIC OMEGA IN DUNGEON," he ordered the cell guard
"Whip them all till their skin breaks, and make sure that little mutt gets special treatment." Adrian roared, his voice getting dangerously low at the end, glaring at Lily.
He sat down to watch their torment.
Lily whimpered, tears freely flowing down her face, her big brown eyes pleading as other children completely froze, their faces becoming pale with fear, huddled in the corner with their eyes blown wide.
"PERSEPHONE!" A scream of pure agony tore through Lily's heart as the man came closer to her.
My Queen... Luna... they need you... Persephone.
Persephone rose from her sleep drenched in sweat, her hair a tangled mess, a sheer silk cloth adorning her physique, with her heart beating wildly.
Apprehension clouded her vision as soon as she saw lights blooming in the dungeon from her small glass window. No stars were visible in the sky as Storm clouds engulfed the atmosphere. Her breathing became labored.
Fear, anguish, torment, fury, and above all protectiveness washed over her, but those weren't her emotions...they were her mate's—her true mate's...whom she didn't know.
She rushed outside the packhouse barefoot, running towards the dungeon like a maniac.
"Luna, you can't enter." the guard tried stopping her but froze as soon as he looked into her eyes—an unquestionable command, he moved aside, seeing her distraught state.
Adrian saw Persephone approaching the cell, and his eyes widened.
Persephone's POV
A loud wailing resonated—a child... Lily?
Fire engulfed my insides watching the scene in front of me; the heinous crime that was being committed shook me to the core.
Revenge... Death... I was going to kill him.
Ferocity in my eyes made the monster who was going to whip Lily halt in his movements. Such cruelty bestowed upon a child—they were sinners, and they were going to pay for their deeds.
Torturing instruments adorned the wall; a silver, flexible sword blade attracted my attention, picking it up, I glided my finger across the sharp edge.
I stalked towards him...circling my prey. The slashing sound of the blade echoed like a thunderbolt striking. A loud cry resonated as his eyes rolled in his head—dead.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Adrian's hand clasped my shoulder in a bruising grip as his harsh glare fell on the child hiding behind me.
Snatching Lily, his fingers gripped her hair with force, to which she screamed.
Red... Blood...
My Luna... My Queen.
A powerful aura filled with unconstrained nefarious power summoned the surroundings.
Alpha Adrian's lay limp at his sides; three huge claw marks slit his chest....still a warning. Scarlett blood gushed out as his wolf, Mason, was forced down in his head, whimpering.
Nobody is going to harm them; their Queen was protecting them.
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