FINAL ELECTION

FINAL ELECTION
Third POV (Sebastian)

After the last trial, Lucas failed and was condemned to the abyss for all crimes he had committed. He used dark magic to wreck packs, brought destruction to those who were against him and confessed his evil intention to use Evelyn's blood to lift his curse.

He died a miserable death full of pain and would forever be lost in the world of nothing. 

Sebastian emerged as the new supreme commander and the Apex Alpha of the werewolf Kingdom. With Evie by his side, he was able to defeat the claws of fate.

The day of their coronation had come as quickly as he had won the election.

Evie gave out orders on how the ball room should be designed while trying to pick out the perfect dress for her coronation as the Apex Luna of the kingdom.

While she was being a busy body, Sebastian watched her with keen eyes. His wife, Luna and Queen. He had conquered the most difficult woman he never thought he would ever have.

She made his life a perfect image of paradise and for that he loved her deeply. Deeply enough to want to sacrifice his life for her.

“Hello, do I have something on my face?" She asked when she noticed he had been staring at her for too long. 

“Mn. There something on your face," he replied, getting up from the armchair he sat on. 

Evie rushed to the standing mirror by the corner and frowned when she found nothing unusual on her face.

“Are you kidding me right now?" She grumbled, not entirely pleased with his prank. 

Sebastian covered the distance between in a short stretch and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She didn't resist him as he began to plant kisses down her neck.

“You know we have a coronation to prepare for," she muttered, her voice barely a whisper. She arched her neck for him to get more access to kiss and leave his mark on her. 

He chuckled from her little gesture of approval even though she was the one complaining about a coronation to attend.

“My wife comes first in everything. The coronation can wait." He bit down on her fresh milky skin, running his tongue over his bite in a soothing way that made her moan.

Hands crawled up to his neck, using his shoulders as support wrapped her legs around his hip. He hitched up her dress and the sound of his belt clicked in the air.

Slowly, Sebastian kissed her. Taking his time to savor every part of her lips. 

His kiss was tentatively, hesitant at first as if he was trying to curb something from escalating. Evie roamed her hand up his arm, caressing the tremble that was carefully trying not to grip her and take her right on. 

She realized his resistance and urged him by breasting the hardness of her nipples on his chest.

Just when he thought he could put his beast in check from her little tease, her arousal hit his nostrils with a strong weft that made him lose control.

He slammed her back against the wall, trapping her against him as he deepened their kiss. From tentative and care, he ravished her lips with incomprehensible hunger. 

Evie let out muted moans as he kissed her senselessly. Her fingers dug into his hair, pulling him closer for more connection. Her body flared up from the heat of their kiss, causing a burning sensation in between her thighs.

Breaking apart from his kiss, Evie stared into his dark desired gaze and said,“I want you now, Sebastian. Take me hard like you own me. I want to feel every inch of you inside me."

The final string he had snapped at her declaration and every composure he has been withholding let lose. 

He unzipped his pants and slammed his hardness into her wet, attention craving pussy. His cock stretched her panties, causing a hot fiction that made her moan so loud.

Just when she thought he would thrust in, a knock came at their door. At first, Sebastian wanted to ignore it but when the sound came the third time, he had no choice but to let her go.

“Fuck me." He mumbled under his breath as he went to open the door. 

Evie readjusted her dress feeling flushed from being so loud and slutty. 

When Sebastian opened the door, he almost grabbed the messenger by the throat. But he resisted the urge and only glared at the guard who realized he was a nuisance from Sebastian deadly gaze.

“Um... Alpha...the priestess..." The guard stuttered.

“Speak properly or I have your head rolling," he threatened and the guard gulloped hard. 

Evelyn came to the door when she noticed Sebastian was serious with his threat. She drew him back into their room and decided to attend to the guard herself.

Even though she didn't like the interruption, she wasn't ready to witness a bloody murder. 

“You may speak. He is a little be off the grid," she said, with a smile that made the guard feel less threatened.

“The priestess demands your presence as the coronation ceremony is about to start," he delivered the message and waltz out of their presence.

Back inside the room, Sebastian sat with his eyes closed as if he was trying to meditate. Tracing her eyes down to his still hard boner, Evie tried not to laugh.

“You should take care of that or you will end up being labeled as the first Apex Alpha with an erection on his coronation day," she teased him not knowing how dangerous it was for her to be close to him at the moment.

“I won't debate that with you, Evelyn." He grumbled with a groggy voice coated with frustration. “However, what I will do to you will be far war than what we were about to do two minutes ago. Don't stir my waters, I am not always generous," he warned with a stern voice that sent she down her spine.

Threatened by his current situation, she ran for the door. But that only triggered the beast in him. Right before she could open the door, he slammed it shut hovering behind his like a predator.

“You shouldn't have turned you back on me Evie." His hand trailed up to her neck, pulling her head back on his chest in a way that made it possible to see her face.

“I am sorry but can we not do it now. The coronation..."

“You were two minutes from screaming my name and begging me to ruin you. Don't act innocent by bringing up a damn coronation. I told you it doesn't come before you," he said, his voice deep and rich with desire.

Her pulse quickened at his touch and the blaze that burned between her legs rekindled. If not for her sense of duty, she would have given in completely. 

But one of them had to be sane into to uphold their image.

“Not now, Sebastian. I don't want this." Her refusal set him two steps backwards. He released her from his grip and let her walk out of the door untouched. 

A few minutes later, They stood before the crowd and were crowded the new monarchs of the werewolf Kingdom.

The rest of the day was filled with compliments and congratulations. Alphas and Lunas from different packs related with them to form an alliance. And by the time the day was over, they were both exhausted to their bones.

Even to the extent all they did when they retired was to fall asleep in each other's arms.