Chapter 167 BETRAYAL

Chapter 167 BETRAYAL
MALIA’S POV:

​Lucien pulls away with a puzzled look on his face. “Malia, I don’t think we should…” I cut him off abruptly by reaching down and my fingers tremble slightly as my palm wraps around the scorching, thick length of his cock!… ​He grunts deep in his throat as I stroke him, squeezing lightly and he curses under his breath.
“Fuck… Malia…”
​“I want you, Lucien..." I whisper softly, forcing a hint of fake desperation into my voice. "Please... take me. I can’t wait, I need you!“
That seems to get rid of his hesitation and his response is feral! 
He surges upward and slams his lips onto mine in a fierce, possessive kiss that heats up every inch of my body! His broad hands slip beneath my hips, lifting me off the bed, and in one swift thrust… he buries his thick length completely inside me!
​I gasp as my body stretches around him and my toes curl into the sheets! 
The sheer size of his hard length inside me sends an intoxicating wave of heat rushing straight through me!
​I swallow hard as I struggle to remind myself of the fact that I’m supposed to be acting, I shouldn’t enjoy this… This is all an act!
I did my part… I took the pills Sapphire brought me earlier meaning I am safe and I just need to get him to knot inside me now... so I can get his blood afterwards!
But now that I think about it… I had blacked out the last time we had sex! I barely remembered what happened after he came inside me! How the hell am I supposed to get his blood then if I also get unconscious?! Shit! This was a terrible plan!
​Lucien groans against my neck and after waiting for me to adjust to his length he pulls his hips back to begin thrusting in a slow, punishing rhythm… A moan escapes me before I can realise it and my fingers grip the sheets as I let out a louder moan! It feels electric! Like my body is coming alive under his touch and I almost forget about the entire plan!
No Malia… He’s a cold blooded murderer… A Freaking killer who… Ah!!
I feel Lucien’s fangs scrape against the soft skin at my neck and almost immediately he replaces it with his tongue and my eyes roll back as he pinches one of my taut nipples while still slamming his hard length into me!
Another embarrassing, sinful sound escapes me and my hips start to rock to meet his thrusts! Seriously? So much for focusing on the plan… Get it together Malia!
​Suddenly, A snarl echoes in my mind, so loud and sudden it makes my entire body stiffen slightly underneath Lucien! ‘You betray Mate for another Male!!!’
It’s Whore! 
How strange… My mischievous wolf had been rather quiet lately… I was starting to wonder when she’d pop up like always to put my life in disarray and chaos! This was the worst possible time though, nothing gets in the way of my plan!
‘You are deceiving Mate!’ she growls at me angrily. ‘You are a Liar! A Traitor!’
​‘Shut up!’ I snap back at her internally with my hands clenching into fists against Lucien’s broad shoulders as his hips continue to thrust into mine oblivious to the feral storm brewing in my mind now. ‘Crawl back to where you came from! Don't you dare ruin this for me, you wild animal! He killed my father! He killed Maddox!’
​‘He is our Mate!’ Whore howls in rage. ‘I will not let you betray him!’
​Before I can fight back, Whore lunges forward in my mind and a dizzying wave of nausea hits me!
NO!!! This is the worst possible time for this! 
‘Whore… Don’t you dare!’ I snarl but it’s too late! The reins of my own body are violently yanked out of my hands by my rogue Wolf!
Fuck me!!!
​My vision blurs for a fraction of a second, and then... I am a passenger in my own flesh.
​Whore takes total control and I feel my legs wrapping tight around Lucien’s waist with a wild, primal strength I didn't know I possessed! A loud, raspy moan tears from my throat! A sound far too guttural and far too animalistic to be mine!
​Lucien pauses his thrusts at that for a microsecond as he notices something shift… Then the rhythm of our bodies turns fierce and wild as Whore arches her back, taking him deeper and moving her hips with an aggressive, almost hungry passion!
The horny bitch!! She was ruining my plans again!
​"Ah... Mate..." Whore growls out loud using my lips and digging my fingernails deep into the thick muscles of Lucien’s back.
​Lucien’s breath hitches and his brows pull together in a puzzled frown as he looks down at my flushed face… I read his mind and realise he is completely bewildered now… ‘Why did she call me Mate? She never calls me that…’
​Meanwhile, I am locked away inside my head, clawing desperately at my mental walls to regain control. 
‘Whore, stop! Let me take over! Please… I need his blood to free my pack!’
‘​No!’ Whore snarls back at me. ‘Mate is our pack and you are trying to hurt Mate! I will protect Mate from you and the other male!’
Shit! At this rate I will loose my chance to get Lucien’s blood.
​Panicking, I force my thoughts to shift, trying to trick her simple, instinctual mind… ‘But I am not trying to hurt him!’ I lie frantically to my Wolf. ‘I… I want to be with him! I am only trying to get him to knot inside us so we can have lots of pups you see?! Big, strong pups, Whore! Don't you want pups with our mate?!’
​Whore hesitates for a second and I feel a wave of longing flutter through her. ‘Pups?’… she echoes softly and I can feel her resolve wavering.
​For a glorious moment, I was sure it worked and I convinced Whore… I can already feel Lucien’s cock start to swell as the base of his shaft begins to expand till it’s thick and hard! That is definitely the knot forming! 
He lets out a low, ragged growl with his chest heaving as his body prepares to lock into me and his eyes have turned crimson and are glazing over with the intense, blinding buildup of his climax!
​Yes! I scream inwardly. It's happening!
​But then, Whore’s voice snaps coldly in my head.
​‘NO! You are a liar! You want to hurt Mate! I will protect him!’
​Before I can react, Whore suddenly drives my body upwards and I feel my arms wrap tightly around Lucien’s body pulling him down to me, and my lips slam into his in a fierce… kiss?
Whore is kissing him! What the hell…
​I feel a sudden surge of strange heat flashing through my body and I watch ​Lucien’s eyes widen in shock for half a second. Then, his crimson irises roll back into his head and his massive body goes completely limp!!!
​His heavy weight collapses dead on top of me with his head thudding softly into the crook of my neck and his knot instantly deflating inside me as his breathing slows into a deep, unconscious rhythm!
​I lay trapped beneath his massive, dead-weight body, completely stunned as my mind spins in shock and bewilderment.
What the hell just happened!!!
‘​Whore…’ I gasp. ‘What... what did you just do to him?!’
‘​I put Mate to sleep!’ Whore huffs inside my mind, sounding smug and proud of herself. ‘Now you cannot betray him! You cannot get him to knot while you have dark thoughts! He is safe!’
I can’t believe it!
​A hysterical, disbelieving laugh nearly bursts from my chest
​Whore didn't realize... She had no idea that getting Lucien unconscious was my ultimate goal all along! She thought she was sabotaging my plan by stopping the knot, completely ignorant of the fact that she had just handed him to me on a silver platter!
‘​You dumb animal…’ I scoff. ‘I guess I should thank you then... You’ve saved me the stress of doing the dirty work.’
​Before Whore can realize her mistake, I rally every ounce of my mental strength, slamming my consciousness against hers with brutal force! Surprised by my sudden attack, Whore recoils, and I violently shove her, mentally locking her away in a corner of my mind as I wrestle control of my body back into my hands!
​Immediately full control returns to my limbs, ​I carefully push Lucien’s heavy, limp body off me, sliding out from beneath him and he rolls onto his back on the sheets, completely out cold, breathing slowly and deeply like a sleeping giant.
He looks so… peaceful.
I have no idea of what Whore did to him or how she ‘put him to sleep’… I didn’t know how long it would last either so I have to hurry! Before he wakes up!
​I scramble out of bed, stark naked with my knees shaking so violently I almost trip over the edge of the rug! I sprint to the vanity and my trembling hands reach behind the mirror to pull out the small leather pouch I’d carefully hidden there earlier.
​I pull out the glass vial, unscrewing the cap to unsheathe the glistening, blessed silver syringe.
​My hands are shaking so badly now that the needle clatters against the glass rim… I force a deep, shaky breath into my lungs, walking back to the bed on silent tip-toes.
​Lucien is still lying there with his broad, muscular chest rising and falling in deep sleep… It’s almost eerie how he looks like he could spring up any second and catch me with the syringe in my hands! ​My stomach turns into ice. This is it… The moment of truth!
​I drop to my knees beside the bed, leaning over his exposed, muscular arm and I hold the silver needle above his inner elbow, right over a thick, dark vein. But at the last second, I hesitate as a sudden uneasy feeling of guilt hits me…
​No… Do it, Malia! For your father… For Maddox!
​I steel myself and press the tip down!
​The moment the blessed silver touches his skin, a soft sizzling sound echoes in the room and Lucien lets out a low, subconscious grunt in his sleep with his brows twitching slightly…
​My heart leaps into my throat… Goddess, please! I’ll be dead meat if he catches me!!
​I push the needle down hard, piercing his thick skin and the sharp point sinks into his vein. I immediately pull back on the plunger, and his rich, dark, crimson blood rushes up the clear glass tube, filling the vial to the very top!
​I yank the needle out once it’s filled and almost immediately, the tiny puncture wound on his arm closes up in a matter of seconds, leaving smooth, unblemished skin behind!
​I quickly cover the vial, making sure it’s safe and secure in its pouch.
​I did it…​ I actually fucking did it!
​I stumble back toward the vanity and quickly hide the blood-filled vial and my entire body is trembling with a wild, terrifying rush of adrenaline now as I rush back to Lucien.
​Suddenly, a low groan echoes from the bed!
​I freeze and my blood runs cold as I turn around…. ​Lucien stirs and I watch his long dark lashes fluttering open as he sits up slowly, rubbing his face with a calloused hand. His silver eyes are hazy, disoriented, and completely confused as he blinks at the soft light in the room.
​"Malia..." he rasps out, his voice thick with sleep. “Fuck… What... what happened?"
​I quickly smooth over my features into something less suspicious , crossing my arms over my bare breasts and putting on a soft, worried expression as I walk back toward the bed.
​"You... you passed out, Lucien," I say gently, keeping my voice laced with concern. "Right in the middle of... of everything. You just went completely limp."
​Lucien blinks and his brows pull down into a deep frown as he looks at his own hands. 
Anxious to know what he’s thinking, I reach into his mind, catching the chaotic, hazy fragments flickering through his mind now.
‘Shit! ​I passed out?... That’s strange… I must’ve drank too much of Loki’s special wine... What the hell did he put in that thing anyway! At least I’m glad I didn’t lose control and hurt Malia…’
​A wave of relief seems to wash through his mind as he realizes I am unharmed and it makes the guilty feeling coiling in my chest wound tighter… Even after I just betrayed him, he was only concerned for my wellbeing! Damn him! Why was he making this hard for me?!
​"I... I am so sorry, Little Mate," Lucien groans, running a hand through his dark, messy hair. He looks almost sheepish. "I must have... the wine from Loki’s cellar was stronger than I thought. I shouldn't have let my guard down like that. Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I?"
​He doesn't suspect a single thing… He thinks he simply drank too much wine.
​"No," I whisper, shaking my head softly. "You didn't hurt me.”
But I hurt you…
“You should get some rest so the wine wears off… I’m very tired too.” I blurt out, trying to make an excuse to go to bed early.
The guilt in my chest tightens until I can taste it in my throat… No! He deserves this… He’s a murderer! This is the right thing to do.
​Lucien lets out a long, shuddering breath, reaching out with a large, warm hand to wrap around my waist as he pulls my naked body back onto the bed, sweeping me into his broad, muscular chest and wrapping his arms tightly around me. 
​He buries his face in my hair, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss against the top of my head and I feel my eyes tear up…
​“Get some rest, Little Mate…” he whispers softly into my hair and I feel his heart beating in a steady, peaceful rhythm against my cheek. "I promise I will never let anything bad happen to you."
​I lay rigid in his arms, staring blankly at the curtains as he holds me close.
​The guilt feels almost like a poison in my skin now, piercing straight through my heart and twisting deep into my chest… His warm body feels so… Safe. His words also sound so raw and genuine... and I just sold him out.
​I close my eyes as I cuddle closer to his chest with tears burning behind my lids as I listen to his steady breathing…
I’ll let myself have this brief moment of weakness today… But tomorrow, I will deliver up the vial with his blood and the fate of the Lycans will be sealed.