Beast Alpha and His Cursed Luna
Chapter 291: Obsession

Chapter 291: Obsession

THIRD PERSON’S POV

Valencia looked around when she couldn’t find Alpha Maverick.

She was supposed to enter the royal ball with him just like all the other Lunas and Alphas who arrived with their partners.

However, it had been thirty minutes since she got ready, and the man was nowhere to be seen.

She had called him thrice already, but there was no response from the other side.

Since she was pretty late for the party, she was about to exit her room and go to the royal ball when the door was pulled from the other side.

Her gaze met Maverick’s hot ones, and she narrowed her brows.

"Where were you–" She started speaking but stopped when he pushed her inside and closed the door, placing his forehead on hers.

"Have I ever told you that you are the most beautiful woman I have seen?" Maverick said, bringing out some flowers from his behind that she had failed to notice earlier.

"What is this all about?" Valencia asked.

"I wondered how the council was sending you flowers for whatever purpose, but as your man, I haven’t given you any flowers," Maverick said.

A soft blush appeared on her face when she realized the man had gone himself to bring flowers for her amidst his busy schedule.

"Stupid, alpha," She muttered under her breath before she pulled out three roses and clipped their stems slightly.

Walking before the mirror, she placed the roses inside her bun and secured them with hair clips, making her look even more beautiful.

Since she was wearing a royal red gown that adorned her figure, she looked even more beautiful with the matching flowers and earrings Maverick had given her earlier.

"How do I look?" She asked, her heart skipping a beat when Maverick wrapped his hand around her torso from behind and took a whiff of her faint scent that only he could smell.

"Just a few more hours, and I will mark you as mine forever," Maverick nipped at her skin.

He gently removed the cloth on her shoulders, sliding it down a little before placing his mouth on it.

He kissed the spot before licking and sucking it. Once he saw the reddish blue spot appearing on her milky skin, satisfied with his artwork, he stood straight, smirking at the reflection.

Valencia smiled at her obvious alpha.

"Stupid, alpha," she said again before hooking her hand with his as he took her to the royal ball.

As soon as they entered as the couple, almost everyone’s eyes were on them. After all, the person she was walking by was the beast of the alphas.

Maverick’s gaze was as hard as rock. He scrutinized everyone in the room like a judge giving a verdict inside his brain, while Valencia wore a contradicting soft expression.

Her gaze was stern but gentle.

She smiled softly at a few knowing faces before looking at the man before her.

"Do you want to interact with anyone?" Maverick bent a little to whisper into her ears.

"Do you want to?" She asked her sole attention on Maverick now.

He looked into her eyes deeply as if searching for something before he smiled, his expression slightly gentle.

"Stay by my side. I don’t want you to leave me. Stay by my side and keep my beast calm," Maverick said.

"That’s a very cunning way to say you don’t want to let the other alphas have any designs on your woman," Valencia teased.

The man smiled, much to everyone’s surprise, as always.

"Or you can say I am afraid that this royal ball would turn into a battle zone," Maverick said, his nose almost touching hers as he nearly kissed her before pulling away.

Valencia blushed before she let go of his hand and told him she would be around enjoying the various sports that they needed to register for.

Since it was a royal ball, which was usually conducted for the high-end alphas and Lunas, it included almost all kinds of sports for the Lunas to attend and enjoy as the alphas enjoyed their partnerships.

It was an excellent way to keep the ladies engaged in something other than gossiping.

"You want to participate?" Maverick asked.

He looked at the most childish games displayed on the screen and how some Lunas enjoyed them.

He knew those games would never catch her attention, but his gaze landed on sword fighting and other games, and his brows narrowed.

"Nothing that will risk your life or make you bleed," He warned.

"I want to go for archery," Valencia said, pointing at the third last game. Maverick noticed that only one Luna’s name was there.

It was target archery and nothing complicated. Thus, he nodded at her in approval.

"I was going to participate even if you had denied it," Valencia pouted, seeing how he was trying to control her.

"And I would’ve shown you exactly why you shouldn’t have gone against my words," Maverick’s gaze darkened with lust and desire.

Heat crept up her neck, and she cleared her throat to control her emotions. The man raised his hand and cupped her jaws.

He massaged her skin with his thumb, his fingers itching to touch her lips and see how moist those plump petals were.

"I love you," He said.

"I will be the one going into that phase, but it looks like you are the one most affected," Valencia commented, amused. The man shifted his gaze from her lips to her eyes, a smirk appearing on his face.

His gaze was predatory, and though there was lust in them, she could sense underlying danger and was about to make an excuse and leave when his grip tightened a little, just enough to make her heartbeat increase.

"What do you think, darling? Can you calm the beast and his desires if I go into heat? Shall we try the scenario sometime in the future?" Maverick asked, licking his bottom lip.

He noticed immediately how Valencia’s gaze moved towards his lips, and her grayish blue eyes turned a shade darker.

That was what was more lethal about her.

Her eyes always know exactly what kind of gaze to cast on him, keeping him captivated in the worst way possible.

Feeling a reaction down there and his soldier already starting to alert with desire, Maverick let go of her chin before telling her to be careful and turning around, letting her enjoy her time.

He didn’t want her to think he was trying to control her when, in fact, that was exactly what he wanted to do.

It wasn’t some male ego-satisfying thing going inside his head; instead, he wanted to do anything in his power to keep her safe and away from trouble, especially when they had been warned about the devil, knew about her heat, and, most importantly, from himself, too.

He was growing obsessive and possessive of her.

As an alpha, he was also ashamed because of his little control over Reaper and his increasing desire for their mate.

He was scared of making her fear them. That was the last thing he wanted to happen, but these days, probably because of all the stress and anxiousness, he wanted to be buried deep inside her and not come out even for a second.

The touch of her soft skin was like ice water falling into his hot lava desire, and he loved every second of it.

He wanted to try so many things and positions with her day in and out and didn’t know if it was even legal to think like that about someone.

Was this even normal? Because he has never heard anyone want their mate like he wanted Valencia.

He wanted to prey on her.

Even when he was watching her walk away from himself, all he wanted to do was throw her on the bed, cuff her hands, hold them above her head, and spread her legs before burying himself deeper inside her.

He wanted to hear her soft, ragged breathing and those soft moans that have become his favorite music these days as she struggled to control her orgasm and enjoy every second of their lovemaking.

He wanted just so much more that it was scary to him. He tried to eat her out until she was dry inside and out before fucking her hand and making her orgasm. Like a daily routine, he wanted to do it repeatedly without stopping.

He wanted to spit into her pussy to let her know who she belonged, fill her vagina with chocolate and then lick her clean.

Everything he was doing for her felt so much less that he wanted to abduct her and take her to a place where no one would be able to find her.

And then, when she would be alone with him, he wanted to worship her like a goddess, like he was her personal and only sex slave.

’You are getting distracted again. Your eyes are nearly amber, Maverick,’ Reaper groaned inside his head, snapping Maverick out of his thoughts.

Maverick cleared his throat before looking away, taking a glass of water from the nearest waiter and taking a sip to calm his raging heart.

’Fuck, I don’t want this to end, but does this have no solution? I can’t keep thinking of abducting my own woman and fuck her senseless,’ Maverick said to Reaper while he walked to the corner to enjoy the peace for a little while.

Reaper smiled at his human’s helplessness before licking his lips.

He was acting like this when her wolf wasn’t even out.

What will he do when she comes out?