Mates of a Werewolf Hunter

Chapter 38 Hunter and Vortexzy

Valentine Winters P.O.V

I jolted awake, my head throbbing as I felt my hard pillow shift beneath me. Confused, I opened my eyes to find Lucifer, my mysterious companion, stirring and whimpering in pain. Instinctively, I moved away, unsure if he'd want me near him in this vulnerable state.

"God dammit, it hurts," he whimpered, his eyes flashing hazel, then shifting to black, and finally to blue before returning to hazel. Panic gripped me; what was happening to him?

His eyes met mine, a mixture of confusion and agony. "It's burning everywhere," he cried out, tossing and turning in a futile attempt to ease the pain.

I gasped, realizing my dad had probably used that particular alcohol. It should heal eventually, but he needed more time. Lucifer turned to look at me, his eyes tightly shut before reopening.

"Mate?" he questioned huskily, disbelief evident in his eyes as he pounced over me in a millisecond, making me end up beneath him.

Bewildered, I looked at him, fear resurfacing as I closed my eyes, bracing for some kind of punishment. But instead, I felt the lightest touch, a gentle caress on my face. "Please, open your eyes," he urged, and I obeyed, cautiously opening them.

His eyes were dark as charcoal.

Another whimper escaped him, and his eyes shifted to hazel before turning black again. Why were they black? My wolf purred contently. "Mate."

"Bring out my mate," he called, his voice resonating with urgency.

Confused and hurt, I questioned in my mind. Wasn't I his mate? Did he want someone else? Tears threatened to spill over as I met his raised eyebrow, but his next words only deepened the mystery.

"No, Valentine, not that. Call out Vortexzy, this is Hunter," he explained.

Hunter? The name echoed in my mind, leaving me even more perplexed. With a mixture of trepidation and determination, I hesitated for a moment before tentatively calling out, "Vortexzy."

The room seemed to shudder as the name left my lips, and in that moment, I couldn't fathom the twists and turns that lay ahead. One thing was certain – the revelation of Hunter and Vortexzy marked a turning point where the ordinary would give way to the extraordinary.

The revelation hit me like a ton of bricks – he gave his wolf to be in control. My mind spun with the implications as I nodded, relinquishing control to my wolf.

"Hunter," she purred, a seductive melody that made him growl in lust. He traced my lips with a possessive caress, declaring, "Mine."

A warning echoed in his voice as he buried his face at the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. The heat of the moment intensified, the solution to our wretchedness coursing through us.

In the stillness of the night, the full moon illuminated the scene, casting its glow on the unfolding connection between Hunter and Vortexzy. He brought his face back to mine, kissing my eyes and cheek softly before proclaiming his love.

"I love you, Vortexzy," he purred, sealing his declaration with a tender peck on our lips.

"I love you too, Hunter," she moaned, a harmonious response that echoed the union of two souls.

Amidst the whirlwind of emotions, I grappled with the newfound understanding of their connection. The happiness emanating from Hunter's love for Vortexzy clashed with the forlorn realization that she had long been without his embrace, enduring the pain of separation from her other half.

Confusion clouded my thoughts – why did she trust Hunter and not Lucifer? The pieces fell into place as the narrative unfolded. She trusted Hunter implicitly, knowing he would never betray her, never inflict harm. Their love story had begun the moment their eyes locked, transcending physical appearances and worldly concerns.

In this supernatural dance of love and destiny, the bond between Vortexzy and Hunter unfolded, defying the conventions of the ordinary world. They were entwined in a love so profound, so unyielding, that the very essence of their connection seemed to resonate with the celestial glow of the full moon above.

In the magnetic pull of our togetherness, Hunter and I felt an indomitable force, an invincibility that wrapped around us like an impenetrable shield. Yet, the shadow of Lucifer loomed, a haunting reminder of a loveless existence driven by a tragic past.

Lucifer, consumed by the void left by his mother's absence, couldn't find solace. Unable to confront the truth – that his birth had cost his mother's life – he sought blame elsewhere. The twisted manipulation led to me bearing the brunt of his pain, a victim of his quest for pleasure, blinded by his hatred.

But in the midst of this turmoil, a silent, overlooked figure emerged – Hunter, trapped in the shadows, unable to reveal his profound feelings for me. His emotions remained unheard cries, stifled beneath the weight of Lucifer's wrath and resentment.

As I grappled with the darkness surrounding Lucifer, my wolf caressed his cheek, finding a small smile playing on his lips. Love sparkled in his eyes, a dream every soul yearns to see in the eyes of their beloved.

However, beneath the beauty of Lucifer's face, nightmares lurked. A heart as cold as ice, fueled by an ungodly darkness. Yet, a flicker of hope persisted within me – the belief that everyone harbors a hidden good side.

In an unexpected turn, our lips collided, the need for each other overwhelming any restraint. My hands explored, pulling him closer, and entwining in a desperate dance of passion. The heat surged, propelling us into an uncharted territory of newfound lust, a realm where inhibitions crumbled.

Hunter's strong hands gripped my hips, a possessive yet gentle hold. Our bodies melded together, an unstoppable force driven by an obsessive need to feel and give pleasure. As his lips left mine, tracing a path down my neck, wet kisses trailed, igniting a symphony of moans that reverberated in the charged air.

In the dance of desire, our connection deepened, a fusion of souls entangled in a web of longing and unbridled passion. The mark on my neck became a focal point, a source of pleasure that sent waves of ecstasy through us both, pushing us further into the intoxicating abyss of each other's arms.

As the heat between us intensified, I could feel him growing against our rear end. My wolf, reveling in the charged atmosphere, wrapped our another leg around his hips, fully engaging in the intimate contact that made him cease his assault on my skin. Instead, he moaned out her name in a low, primal tone.

His face buried at the crook of my neck, he began grinding his hips, sending electrifying sensations through us. We couldn't help but beg in need, our breaths ragged and nails lightly clawing on his back. The mix of pain and pleasure elicited a groan from him, amplifying the intoxicating dance we were entwined in.

His hands ventured down to my shorts, breaking the rhythm only momentarily as he planted a kiss on my neck, his voice husky as he asked, "May I?"

I nodded eagerly, granting permission for the inevitable escalation of desire. He pulled my shorts down, and as I kicked them away, our legs unwrapped and then entwined again. His touch traced my panty line slowly, sending delightful shivers across my skin.

With a deliberate slowness, he rolled his hips, causing me to arch and whimper his name. Something within me started building up, a tantalizing anticipation waiting to be released.

My hands ventured down to his pants, unbuttoning them as he continued kissing down my neck, encouraging my exploration. Tracing his V-line, I felt the subtle elongation of his canines, scratching lightly against my neck, leaving an indelible mark of the electrifying connection between us.

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- Valentine Winters