Mates of a Werewolf Hunter

Valentine Winters P.O.V

“Why are you doing this to me?” I sobbed.

“Stop talking.” He warned.

“I’m innocent. I’ve never done anything to you.” I say.

He seized my neck a little tighter. “I said stop talking.”

“Tell me.” I told.

“Stop!” He shouted.

“I deserve to know.” I pleaded.

“You make me weak. You’re changing me and I hate that!” He bawled shoving me down on the floor.

“I’m a hunter trained to massacre any werewolves on my sight. Why can’t I just exterminate you ? All would be back to the way things were. The finest son for my father and hunter.” He continued.

“I wish you never existed.” He stated moving away from me and sat on his bed.

I just laid there on the floor sinking it in.

His heartbreaking words taunted, causing pain to me and my wolf as she whimpered sadly at his heart-rending declaration.

We felt dejected and melancholy once more. We both just sat there stiffly in a moment of intact silence.

“Now you know why.” He say.

But it wasn’t my fault, was it ?

I didn’t choose to become a werewolf or to be his mate.

However, I did not dare to question him further. I’m alarmed of what might the outcome be.

I’m baffled what to say. “I-I’m- S-Sorry.”

“One more tear or sorry ? I’ll hurt you.” He threatened glaring at me.

“Why’d you take me here ?” I asked in a hushed whisper.

“You degraded me in front of everyone. You are to be taught a vexatious lesson.”

I slanted my back onto the wall with my knees close to my chest, wrapping my arms around them and buried my head into my knees.

I felt like screaming.

“Now, where were we ?” He asked, footsteps nearing me.

I snapped my head up.

He grasped my upper arm and lifted me off the ground, throwing me on his bed. He hovered over my figure while my back was facing to him having my fronts pressed up against the bed.

My breath becoming heavy.

He pinned me onto the bed with his body. His hot breath fanning across my right cheek resulting unwanted chills to run down my spine.

“Pleasure me.” He purred.

His hands travelled inside my shirt stroking my stomach, tracing the spot he gashed making me wince.

“No.” I tried to refuse.

I placed my palms on the bed and he grunted when I unintentionally rubbed my butt onto his manhood.

“Do that again.” He encouraged.

I stayed still.

He repeated with a low growl at the edge of his tone.

I shook my head no, refusing as silent tears rolled down my cheeks.

“No?” He asked.

I felt his hands linger higher virtually to my breasts.

“You’re mine.” He stated possessively.

“All of this is mine and mine only.” He continued.

“Too bad I’m not yours, eh?”He finished.

I kept quiet; speechless.

What can I say ?

Sorry ?

Please?

Beg him differ and release me ?

I’ve tried.

I’ve given up.

I doesn’t matter what he does to me anymore.

Just then, several knocks were heard on the door.

“What ?” Lucifer murmured annoyed.

“Your father summoned you.” Someone said from the other side of the door.

Lucifer sighed.

“My father love ruining this.” He grumbled getting off of me before closing the door shut and walked away.

I just lied there on the bed, so frail.

I didn’t bother to make a move and I was fed up of crying.

All I wanted was for someone to love me and I him; To tell I’m his and he’s mine.

My eyes lids were dropping while my stomach grumbled and ached. I closed my eyes falling asleep.

I looked around, I was wearing a red dress and I was in the woods; running from someone. But from who ?

I hide behind a huge tree waiting for that someone to find me.

“Found you.” I heard , the voice was so familiar.

Just then I was pulled up into a hard chest, someone wrapping their strong arms around me, making me surround with comfort and heat. Sparks were flying wildly everywhere.

I didn’t look at his face yet. I felt so wanted, needed.

I felt alive; contented. I never wanted for this to end. To just be in his arms.

I knew he was for me, and I was for him, I knew he knew that too.

“I love you.” He whispered in my ear. His breath tickling the side of my cheeks making me blush at his words.

I turned around, I wasn’t dazed for who this someone was, like I knew he would be this someone. He was just as attractive as the first time I saw him.

He was my mate, my life and my world. I love him. He loves me.

He’s was the one for me.

He was

Lucifer..

I woke up from a harsh shut of the door and Lucifer entering the room.

“Did I wake you ? Pity.” He say with no remorse.

I just sighed silently looking down.

The dream; It felt so real and existent than any other dreams that I’ve had before.

I never wanted it to end. Why did it ?

I desire to be in that dream forever.

To love; and be loved.

That’s all I lust for.

“Of my bed. Don’t want fleas crawling.” He shooed.

How can he prattle so low of me ?

I steadily got up, my head was pounding and felt so weighty; my legs felt wobbly.

I just sat down on the floor far away at the corner leaning my head on the wall; drowsy.

My eyes were dropping on their own accord.

“Get up.” I heard Lucifer say.

I didn’t want to.

My body was protesting,

“I said get up.” He repeated approaching me. He wrapped one of his hand around my neck hauling me up.

I slowly placed my hands on his that were enfolded tightly around my neck trying to loosen it but he just tightened his grip making it hard for me to breathe.

“Shower, you reek.” he ordered.

I nodded stumbling across into the shower. I stripped my clothes and locked the door stepping into the shower letting the hot water hit my skin. I scrubbed three times with the peppermint scent shower gel making sure I smelt good.

The shower made me reinvigorate. I didn’t feel languorous anymore.

I wiped myself with a fluffy white towel and wore the clothes that he gave me.

There was a comb there so I combed my hair untangling the knots making it straight and wavy before tying it up in a high ponytail.

I opened the door shivering from the cold.

I went out and sat on the floor again glancing at him lazily while he was sitting on his bed watching me.

“You weren’t permitted to sit down.” he said giving me the hint to stand up.

I sighed, standing up.

“Massage my legs. You don’t do a satisfactory work. I’ll slap you thrice.” He warned.

I nodded.

I went beside the bed kneeling down on the ground and began to massage his legs.

All the while I was doing it, he watched me intently. My hands were tender and trembling.

After I was done, I backed away a little.

“Alright.” He stated before slapping me hard right across the face resulting my face to turn the opposite direction of his hit.

I looked at him bewildered and shocked, placing my hand on the cheek that was currently palpitating. Even stupefied would be an understatement to what I felt.

“Only one.” He stated and laid down on his bed.

I lied down on the cold tiles, wrapping my arms around myself before curling up to a fetal position.

I was getting accustomed to the bitter cold.

How come my parents weren’t probing about me ? My battery had died down, aren’t they dubious ?

I woke up when my stomach ached really inimically; my gastric pain. I glanced and saw that Lucifer wasn’t here, probably he had gone to school.

I swathe my arms around my stomach trying to ease the pain away nonetheless it didn’t work.

Tears were rolling down my eyes from the excruciating pain.

A sort of torture; I had since 13 grade. I tried to rub the area that was causing discomfort. It defeated and eased the pain for a while before reappearing. My tummy yearned and grumbled for food, bubbles kept running up and down my abdomen.

I quickly ran to the shower; locking the door in the process before stripping my clothes and sat down on the bathtub stark naked. The hot shower ran down from my hair, I couldn’t even get up.

I cried.

At home, I had the medicine for it and it works. I kept sobbing from the pain. It was turning out to be unbearable. I felt like someone was trying to pull out a ball from inside of me.

I heard the room door open and click shut by my werewolf hearing. I panicked and my eyes took a glimpse at the door.

“Val ?” I heard Lucifers voice.

Must he come now ?

I leaned my head on the wall. I couldn’t take this agony.

“Val ?” He repeated.

I heard him just against the other side of the door. “Let me in.” He stated trying twirling the doorknob attempting to open it.

“Open the door! ” He yelled.

“Please, just let me be.” I sobbed. I can’t open the door, not with me naked.

“I’ll smash it down!” He warned.

I got up gritting my teeth from the pain, wrapping myself in a towel and unlocked the door.

He swung the door open making it hit my face in the process, resulting me to lose my balance and fall down on the ground.

“Oww.” I whimpered.

“Shit!” He cursed.

I felt hot liquid running down my nose; blood. My eyes were clouding up in black spots and my own tears before blackness fully consumed me once more.

Lucifer Argent P.O.V

I was in school, plopping down on the bench with my friends in the cafeteria. They were cracking some jokes, chuckling and grinning.

I was just about to take a bite out of my burger when in all of a sudden, my smile faded. Something was wrong.

”Mate is in pain.” The voice in my head stated.

“Absurd. She’s sheltered in my room! No one can enter except me now.” I reasoned.

“You moron! She’s in pain.” He cursed.

“Is something wrong ?” Devon asked looking at me. I snapped out of my trance.

“I’m leaving.” I say.

I drove back and went inside my room looking frantically for her. Valentine wasn’t here. Where is she ?

“Val ?” I called.

No answer.

“Val ?” I called again.

Still no response.

I heard the shower making me aware that she must be there.

“Let me in.” I said trying to open the door that was locked, twirling the doorknob like a mad person.

“Open the door!” I yelled.

“Please, just let me be.” She sobbed.

“I’ll smash it down!” I warned.

I heard the door click and unlock so I swung it open accidentally hitting her face hard.

She fell down instantly on the wet tiles.

“Oww.” She cried.

“Shit!” I cursed.

I could see blood running down her nose as her eyes were closing making her unconscious.

“Fuck!” I cursed.

I carried her up bridal style and lied her down on my bed. Her nose bleed stopped because of her healing abilities.

I needed to dress her up.

I swiftly pulled the towel from her. Her figure was tempting enough to stir things within me. I closed my eyes tightly and breathe.

I took out my shirt and dress her up reaching till her mid thigh. I could feel her stomach firm and abnormally rigid.

Why was it like that ?

Her eyelids began to move fluttering her eyes open slowly.

“What’s wrong with you ?” I asked knitting my eyebrows together.

“G-gastric.” She stuttered shivering.

“Still ?” I questioned.

“S-slightly.” She answered stammering.

Valentine Winters P.O.V

“S-slightly.” I stammered.

He took out his phone calling someone.

I looked down seeing that I was wearing his shirt; he was shirtless. He dressed me up ?

Someone knocked on the door.

He talked to someone before bringing in a plate of food. Smashing, he wants to tempt me with food now ?

“Eat.” He ordered placing it on the bed.

I didn’t waste time digging in finishing it. He handed me a bottle of water and I gobbled it down.

”Save some for the fish.” he witticism without humour.

“T-thanks.” I thanked.

I just can’t comprehend him. How can someone be a nightmare and a sweetheart ?

”Wrap your arms around me.” He ordered.

“W-why?” I stuttered confused.

“Your cold, you need body heat.” He answered approaching towards me.

He lied down on the bed.

What am I supposed to do ?

He rolled his eyes and pulled me up on him making both of my legs on each side of his hip. My bare private area coming in contact with his. I didn’t dare make a move with my hips.

“Wrap your arms around me.” He commanded.

I wrapped my arms around him slowly before leaning down accepting the body heat that radiated from him. He embraced his hands around my back.

I don’t grasp him at all.

It’s perplexing.

Being in a close proximity with him felt like the celestial city.

My eyelids eventually began to drop.

Lucifer Argent P.O.V

I saw her sleeping.

She looked serene. A small smile was playing on her lips that I was craving to lay my lips upon them or at least touch.

Why couldn’t I be brutal to her all the time ?

Whenever I am, I feel overwhelmingly guilty.

I’m trying to abominate her or should she loathe me instead ? No matter how much I try, I fail.

Every time I gaze into her chocolate brown eyes, it makes me want to never stop looking at them.

I know I’m causing her a tremendous amount of pain. I was just angry for what happened in the school.

Should I escort her back home ? I could warn her never come back to that school. I pulled untying her hair making it fall over my chest and slightly on her face.

I played with her chocolate brown hair with my fingers, liking how it feels. I could just stare at her for god knows how long.

Just when I closed my eyes, I felt her move her hips slightly rubbing herself on me. I took a deep breath.

She’s asleep, people move around.

When she moved her hips against me once more, I grunted. I need to wake her up.

“Val ? Wake up.” I groaned.

Her eyes fluttered opened but they were black as night, her canines elongated and she leaned her face near mine.

“Call out my mate.” She whispered right above my lips.

What does that mean ?

I felt like I was backing away and someone else being as me.

What happening ?

“Let me take control for now. My mates out.” The voice in my head begged.

She giggled before pecking me on my lips. My own canines extended.

Did I even had them ?

She trailed them down to my neck making shivers to run down my spine. She grind herself onto me once more and I moaned.

I wasn’t in control but I could feel everything. She grind into me again and i could feel my erection getting harder.

Next thing I know; I hovered over her with her legs wrapped around my hips tightly.