BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha
Chapter 203: GALE’S HEALING COMMAND

Chapter 203: GALE’S HEALING COMMAND

{ "Our passion is our strength."}

The moment they left, it was like a switch had been flipped. The fog, thick, suffocating, began to dissipate, rolling back as though it had never existed. The air around us felt strangely still, like the mountain itself was holding its breath. It wasn’t comforting, though. Not for a second.

Tor’s brows furrowed, his eyes scanning the clearing, the space around us. I could see the tension in his body, the way he kept glancing over his shoulder, as if expecting something or someone to appear from the depths of the mountain.

Without warning, he grabbed my arm and dragged me deeper into the caves. The cold stone walls seemed to close in around us as we moved, the dim light barely filtering through the cracks, but Tor’s grip on me was unrelenting. He was pulling me into the unknown, into the heart of whatever was coming.

I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could get a word out, we rounded a bend, and Tor shoved me hard against the cave floor. The breath was knocked from my lungs, but I barely had time to recover before he was on top of me. His weight pressed me down, but it wasn’t discomforting. It was urgent, charged, like the world had narrowed down to this one moment, this one need.

He gripped my wrists, pinning them to the ground as his eyes bore into mine, burning with an intensity I knew all too well. "Freyr," he murmured, voice low, rough with something more primal than I could describe. "Give everything to me."

I could feel the pull, the heat between us. His body pressed against mine, his breath ragged in the dim cave air. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat like the pulse of something deeper inside me, something that demanded attention.

His lips crashed onto mine before I could say anything, and in that instant, everything inside me shifted. Every shred of doubt, every fragment of confusion that had been clawing at the back of my mind, vanished. Gone, like it had never existed. My body responded on instinct, as if everything that had been out of sync finally snapped into place.

The roar of Gale, my beast, ripped through the cave, echoing off the stone walls, filling the space with a primal force that made my pulse race. His voice, his power, it wasn’t just mine, it was ours. Tor’s hands moved over me, his touch almost desperate, and then, as if it were inevitable, our breasts our souls merged. The bond, the mating bond, flared alive between us. It wasn’t just physical, not anymore. It was a connection so deep, so overwhelming, that I could feel the very pulse of the earth beneath us. The mountain, the stone, everything faded as my body aligned with Tor’s, our beings intertwined in ways I didn’t think were possible.

" Yes," I moaned in between kisses.

The connection between us was clearer than ever, stronger than anything the mountain could throw at us. I gasped into the kiss, feeling the deep, consuming need that was spiralling between us. This, I thought, this was our power our bond. . Together. This was the key. This was what made me and Tor strong and formidable.

Tor broke the kiss, but his forehead rested against mine, both of us breathless, connected. "Finally," he whispered, his voice rough but full of certainty. "I can feel your power is back, full and intact."

I nodded, barely able to speak as the aftershocks of the connection settled in. The air felt different now, and the world seemed to slow, everything dimming except for the sharp, focused need that pulsed between Tor and me. I could feel the hunger in my veins, familiar, powerful. For a moment, I let the chaos inside me build, every part of me screaming to take control. To end the confusion. To clear my mind.

Tor’s breath came in uneven bursts, but I didn’t give him the chance to speak. With a firm grip on his shoulders, I dragged his head to the side, exposing the soft skin of his neck. My fangs lengthened, sharp and ready, and I could feel my beast rising beneath the surface. The bond between us was a living, breathing thing, and it demanded to be fed. Without hesitation, I sank my fangs deep into the pulse of his neck. The taste was immediate, rich, like an electric current surging through me, filling every part of my body with something I hadn’t even realized I’d been starving for.

Tor’s body tensed beneath mine, but I wasn’t gentle. I couldn’t afford to be. I needed clarity, I needed strength. The mountain’s whispers, its manipulations, the fog that had clouded my every thought? It all faded as I fed. Each drop of his blood was like a shot of fire to my veins, burning away the last remnants of confusion, leaving nothing but an intense, razor-sharp focus.

I could feel him beneath me, his pulse quickening as I drank from him, but it wasn’t pain I felt from him, no, it was something deeper. The bond between us, this deep-rooted connection we shared, surged with life. His hands grasped my shoulders, pulling me closer, but I didn’t stop. I needed this. I needed to feel whole again. To feel the clarity I’d been missing for hours. To feel the power that only came from us together.

Then, I felt it the shift. The moment my mind cleared completely. The fog that had weighed down on me, the doubts, the voices that had twisted through the caves they were gone. Vanished. As if they had never been there at all. The only sound in the cave now was the low growl in Tor’s chest, but even that was distant compared to the roar of our bond. The pulse between us thrummed, stronger than I’d ever felt it, an undeniable force that swept all else away.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I pulled back, my fangs retracting, and I rested my forehead against his. I could still taste him on my lips, still feel the warmth of his blood running through me. But I felt... alive. Rejuvenated. Every part of me hummed with energy, with clarity.

Tor’s eyes were dark, a mixture of desire and something else, something dangerous. But I could feel his pulse steadying, the bond between us now stronger than ever. His chest rose and fell beneath me, and for the first time in hours, I felt awake.

"Freyr," he breathed, his voice hoarse. His hand slid down my back, pulling me closer, not in desperation, but in something deeper. Something I couldn’t name. "How do you feel?"

I smirked, pressing my lips to his forehead, a slow exhale escaping me as I felt the last of the fog clear. "Clear. Like... I can finally breathe again."

And it was true. The mountain no longer felt like it was closing in on me. The whispers, the pull of confusion, everything was gone. The mating bond between us had risen to its peak, pushing the outside world away, filling the space inside me with something stronger than I’d ever known.

I was no longer just Freyr. I was whole and I was ready. "Now," I whispered, my voice lower than I intended, as the connection between us thrummed with even more intensity. "It’s my turn. "

Before I could process what was happening, Tor moved with a speed that left me breathless. He pushed me back against the cold stone, his hands gripping my sides with unrelenting force, pinning me down. His eyes burned with an intensity that matched the fire coursing through my veins.

"Tor—" I began, but the words died in my throat as I saw the hunger in his eyes, the way his lips curled in a silent promise.

Then, without a word, he lowered his head, and in a single motion, his teeth sank into the mating mark on my neck. The bite was searing, electrifying, and the moment his fangs pierced my skin, a roar tore from my throat, wild and primal. The sound vibrated through the cave, echoed by the very bones of the mountain itself. The ground beneath us trembled, as if the earth itself was responding to the force of our bond, our connection.

I could feel it then feel it with every fiber of my being the dance of our beasts, the Lycan Alpha within Tor and the wild fury of my own nature. They tangled together, not as separate entities, but as one, moving in perfect harmony. The bond surged between us, filling me with a raw, untamed power I hadn’t known I was capable of.

The tremors of the mountain floor seemed to match the rhythm of our link, the pulse of our beasts aligning, synchronized like a storm building in the heart of the earth. I trembled beneath him, my body a mixture of pleasure, pain, and the overwhelming need that only he could fulfill.

Tor’s hands gripped me tighter, and his growl vibrated against my skin as his wolf teeth dug deeper into the mark. It wasn’t just his bite, it was the way his beast wrapped around mine, taking hold of everything, claiming it. Taking me. I could feel the shift in his energy as well as the Alpha side of him, strong and dominant, melding with my wild nature, and for the first time in hours, it felt like everything was exactly as it should be. No more whispers. No more confusion. Just us-together.

I could hear Kayne, his beast, roaring in answer, a fierce, primal sound that joined with Gale, Tor’s Lycan Alpha, and the resulting force was enough to rattle the very core of the mountain. My body shook with the intensity of it. It wasn’t just our bond, it was our power, our beasts, entwined in the deepest, most sacred way. The mountain groaned under the pressure, the walls vibrating with the force of what we were becoming.

"Tor," I gasped, my voice hoarse, caught between pleasure and a kind of overwhelming need I couldn’t even describe. "Please..."

But it wasn’t a plea, it was a necessity, a need that burned through me. The primal hunger was there, and the way he held me, with the weight of his Alpha presence pressing down on me, made it impossible to deny. Tor’s eyes glowed, a storm of Lycan power building in him, but his voice was low, laced with something dangerous and possessive. "You belong to me, Freyr. And you always will."

With those words, his teeth sank deeper, marking me, claiming me, and the world around us seemed to crack, the very foundation of the mountain shaking as our bond deepened, the mating bond between us now unbreakable. The power surged through us, and the cave seemed to hum with it alive. I could feel Tor’s beast, his Alpha nature, inside me, and for the first time in hours, I felt the full strength of who we were together.