Chapter 10 Luka's POV

'Mate her!'

Lukas's beast roared from within. The outburst surprised him. Unlike some situation where his wolf wanted blood from his women now, it's a bit different. He wanted to mate not only to have sex but to own the witch for good, marking her with his scent.

"I despise you!" she lowered her voice and inched away from him

"You're crazy! But King or not! You don't have the right to kiss me!"

"No," he growled, letting his beast flare in his eyes for a second. "But I might consider taming your smart mouth Victoria." She licked her lips and grinned but damn her lips for tasting divine.

"Maybe I'll like to see you're cold and lifeless body below me right now King!" she said with a hissed, her perfectly arched brows slowly lifted.

"But death is too good for you." she added and that did it. A warning growl rumbled from the back of his throat and shit, he was losing his grip here and fast.

"I don't think you get it Victoria. This isn't the sort of danger you play with, then walk away thinking you'll be safe." With his speed he was able to yank her back to him, rolling his hips to make his point. His leathers weren't that fitted, but more than tight enough for her to feel the hard bar of his cock pressed up close and personal.

"This is the sort of danger that see's you flat on your back, writhing and moaning while a cock impaled so deep inside you, stretching your walls then it'll clenched and cum for me. And you know what's more dangerous? It's my mark Victoria...a mark that should be on your delectable neck." He was deliberately crude, hoping to scare her off. He prayed he did because she had to walk out of here before his wolf could cause a fucking riot.

Her lips formed a perfect O and her eyes widened. A breath later, she inhaled and uttered the words that made Lukas's wolf howl in determination. "I'll rather sign up with death than make you mark me."

Lukas laughed again, one of his hands on her shoulder, the other moving in a light caress on her butt, which should have tickled but didn't. "I just bet you need taming witch."

She tightened her grip on him-somehow her hands had landed on his lower back. "Probably not King Lukas?"

He grunted. "It won't help if you would deny this attraction, I think you'd be able to decide if you try to have a taste and I have a hundred ways to change your mind Victoria."

Fair enough. Being this close to him, feeling his heat against her, feeling his heartbeat race because he wanted her... her mind told her that seeing him desiring her is the greatest aphrodisiac that screams danger.

"Of course, it would be different ways that we would both enjoy," he said, still in that persuading calm voice, "I don't accept defeat Victoria."

I just don't know why he is doing this.

But one thing is for sure I won't give him the satisfaction.

"Mmm," she said.

Then he brought his hands to caress her cheeks but for uncertain reason he stopped.

And she doesn't understand why something is urging her to commit a sin.

"Victoria..."

She lowered her hands, sliding them beneath the waistline of his royal clothes and digging her nails lightly into his skin.

He growled something more, but neither of them was listening. He turned his head and tilted it. She expected serious and got playful as he leaned down then nipped at her lower lip. The roughness of his teeth sent tingles to her fingertips, zings past her knees and down to her toes. Potent things, Lukas's teeth.

She brought her suddenly shaking hands around to worry at his chest, and Lukas jerked his head up and put a staying hand on her.

Then she heard it,

The warning bells in her mind that screams murder.

"Ignis," she said.

Suddenly, small flames appear in front to them.

Lukas moves away from her with his eyes filled with questions.

She sighed in relief, but groaned afterwards feeling her body weakened because of using too much energy to cast a spell.

Knowing that the poison was still imprinted within her blood her magic weakens so forcing herself to use magic can harm her.

After debating and calming herself, Victoria felt Lukas's eyes throwing accusing daggers towards her.

"Magic," he uttered "You know how to use them."

He looked at her in surprise that quickly turned to comprehension and anger. "You lied."

She laughed and move her body a step away from him. "I am a witch, magic is part of my being-"

"You don't smell magic?" he snarled making her body rigid.

Then it hit her like tons of snow that wake her from her stupidity.

"I am not fool Victoria." The tip of his fangs promise death and Victoria move her hands towards the handle of her sword.

"You are hiding something." he told her. "I can sense it because you smelled different from other witches I encountered." She didn't want to name what had happened to her, what she'd done to put herself in this situation but one thing is for sure, she won't put her efforts into waste.

She won't let him blow her covers

"I do smell different Lukas because losing my family and being with wolves for so long made me different. I don't use my magic knowing that wolves hated witches, I lost my self, I lost my family, and I lost everything."

'And it's because of you,' she added within her head while gritting her teeth in deep hatred.

She willed herself not to rage at him. Instead, she looked calmly at him, coolly, while emotions boiled beneath the surface like molten lava ready to erupt.

"Now stop your game Lukas, if you want to test my loyalty by doing these things then I hope you are satisfied."

His nostrils flared.

"Then I'm happy that you are aware. But the game had just started Victoria and you can't stop me."

She crossed her arms over her chest and stared him down.

"Now, why would you think that?"

For a man only too willing to believe she's a traitor, it seemed pretty damn ridiculous that he'd barge into her life demanding to let him own her.

"Damn it Victoria, you can make my wolf crazy and he demanded to mark you."She raised an eyebrow and studied him for a moment.

"There is no way I'll let you do that. After all you have your mate MY KING. Maybe your feral self-made you think differently." She shrugged nonchalantly and turned away from him, going into the corner. But he followed and he was close on her heels and she could feel the anger emanating from him.

"I can make you my concubine, and nothing can stop me from owning a cold, calculating bitch like you."

She whipped around, the urge to hit him is so strong that she had to curl her fingers into a fist to keep from doing just that.

"Fix your manners Lukas! I am not a bitch that you can fuck. I am a bitch that can kill and any moment I could ring your neck for disrespecting me. King or not but my sword won't give you mercy."

His eyes glittered with anger and frustration.

"I can't stop myself Victoria, as long as you resist me it makes me want to chase you more..."

She bared her teeth.

"It's not you who will decide."

"Then who can it be?"

"Why don't you ask yourself my king?"

"Then it's me," he bit out.

"Well, I don't want you Lukas."

"You didn't give me a choice."

She looked scornfully at him.

"Choice? I don't remember giving you my right of choice. You are mated and that's clear to me. I don't need mate Lukas, I only need blood can you give it to me?"

He stared at her in disbelief. "You're a piece of work, Victoria. Still a mystery, I see."

"But I know that you are aware about my mate's gender. And you are aware that he can't give me an heir."

A wave of hatred hit her hard. In this moment she realized that she truly needs to kill him.

Her chest hurt so bad that she couldn't breathe in anger. Her mind went back to the day when she'd stood in front of her father's lifeless body, devastated, completely and utterly broken, while Lukas and his father was behind the killings and roaring in victory.

The look in his eyes had told her that he didn't change, He doesn't deserve respect, He doesn't need mercy and she would never forgive him for that.

She slowly turned and dragged herself close to him. And again, her eyes found the necklace he wore.

A reminder of broken dreams and ultimate pain. She'd looked at it with longing but she had sworn she would take her mother's necklace from him.

"An heir? Do you expect that I'll let myself give birth to a monster?" she hissed and he stared at her in shock.

"Know your boundaries and stay the hell out of my life Lukas." she expects him to stay away but he suddenly leans his face an inch away from her face while his fangs showing from his slightly agape lips.

"My mate is a witch and my wolf expect a pup that has your bloodline. So, wait until I found my mate Victoria, I'll definitely unfold every secret you hide and make sure you'll be my breeding bitch."

"Damn you," she whispered.

"Yes, damn me..." he murmured and smirked.

"One day, I'll blow your covers. And I will make sure I won't only unfold the fabric that hides your eyes but also, I will make sure your soul, body and secrets would all go bare as I fuck you deep and fast."