The Beast's Virgin Claim

Chapter 170: Love or Hate - Part?5?

"I cannot even look at her without being drowned by a whipping wave of guilt. She was the only female who was not frightened of me or my darkness no matter what and now her flesh violently trembles each time I pass her. She is a broken wolf and I do not wish to cause her any more harm, I promised her male as he suffocated on his blood at the war floor that I would take care of his mate."

"So what will you do?"

"I will not do anything, I do not have time to focus on such things. Our friendship has ended she is one of my many wolves now that is all. I did not let my beast slay her and for that my debt to her and her male has been settled."

"And what of Argus?"

"You are aware of the decisions made, yes? Argus will be trained to be Tadeas's top warrior, he might even end up being his beta if they forge a bond such as Drakho's and mine." Nodding in agreement I scrutinise the way my male secures his long uneven hair in a loose bun at the top of his head and I cannot help but marvel at his feral attractiveness.

He truly is a masterpiece I can sit and admire for hours for no art can ever compare to what he possesses.

Phobos draws out a familiar-looking object from inside the shadows of the cupboard and my orbs broaden with astonishment when I finally determine what it is. "I found this at lying at the side of the road a bit farther from our main gates. Thankfully it was not broken, it survived a few scratches that is all.

I suppose you want this back." Baffled, I continue to gape at the cellphone clutched tightly in his right palm that Cronus had cast out of the truck the night of my escape, my male's first gift to me. I fleetly snatch it from him and squeeze it over my hammering chest for my lost treasure has returned to me.

Enveloping my limbs around his neck I tug him down to me whilst thrusting my nose toward the surface of his neck. Setting my watery lips upon his mark earning a fierce shiver from his being I murmur into his heat, "Thank you."

He is hesitant yet after a few seconds of mute contemplation he encircles his arms around my curvaceous waist and holds me tighter to his flesh and I let out a faint cry of comfort and contentment. I miss his warmth, the feeling of his body pressed against mine so much. "It means a lot to you."

"Is that a statement or a question?" I ask chuckling.

"Both?" He too nuzzles into my throat dragging my scent to his lungs to subdue the fire of need seething within him. He too seeks the heat of my flesh but he is wary of me, I do not know what is going on in that thick-skulled mind of his but I will need to find a way to break through so I can understand why he is acting this way.

"Of course, it does mean a lot to me. You gave this to me. It is your very first present to me and I will treasure it until the end of its days. I had been very upset when Cr- when I had lost it." Phobos still does not know that Cronus assisted me in my flight, we are just recovering and mending our bond and I do not want to wound his heart anymore.

I will tell him everything once I feel that he can take on my truth strongly and that I or Cronus shall face no consequences for it. We are family he must make peace with my betrayal soon enough.

"Just like how much you mean to me." He whispers his soothing voice muffled by my locks whilst his moist lips brush against my forehead evoking familiar yet exhilarant tingles all over my being commencing from the tips of my fingers.

"Is my male comparing me to a mere cellphone?" I ask teasingly obtaining a gruff chuckle back from him.

"You know very well you mean much more to me than that? Or are your insecurities still humming after all this time? If it is, speak to me of them and I will pacify them with my truth, Theia." He voices whilst selecting a strand of my hair and drawing it to his lips. I miss it, him calling me by the pet names that he created for me. I miss listening to those affectionate words escape his mouth.

He only calls me by my name now nothing else.

Before I could answer him the shrill sound of the phone ringing has me jolt back with dazed eyes. Who would call this phone other than Lumina or Cronus? Both of them are aware that this phone is lost. I quickly answer the call while striding back into the living room with my male following close behind inquisitive and tensed about the one who is on the other line.

"Lumina?" I say with a frown of puzzlement. For what reason is she calling me? Has something gone wrong? I divert my attention to Phobos and gaze up at him with widened orbs and his own narrows at my reaction. What if...what if he has discovered my brother's involvedness in my escape, has this male of mind done something behind my back?

"Oh thank goddess! I was merely checking if you would receive this call in your cell phone and if Phobos had somehow found it and returned it to you."

"He did. He did find it for me." I whisper as a hue of rosiness paints my cheeks and I look away from my male's probing globes.

"I knew it rather I had foreseen it." She laughs and I grin, indeed she seems to know much about Phobos's feelings than me. Is it because Deimos and he are similar in many ways and she has spent a long time with her male so she is able to read Phobos effortlessly? "I have called to notify you that Ragon and Elriam are at your gates, they are awaiting clearance to enter.

Deimos and I purchased a few gifts for your little one and desired to deliver them to you as soon as possible. I also took my time in buying a few outfits for you. I trust that they shall aid in the healing process with your male."

"O-Outfits?"

"Yes. Lace bras, garter belts, thongs that barely cover anything and of course there is this new type of bra I encountered where your breasts are uncovered but are held up by sheer straps? Deimos seemed to love it, that silly male tore them apart as soon as I tried it on so I bought some for you too in a few darker shades that will look inviting against your pale skin."