The Alpha's Bride

Chapter 800: Talia's protective barrier 

Keith stumbled into the cave with Talia in his arms. 

He was forcing his legs to keep moving while tightening his hold on Talia in order to prevent his hands from wandering and touching where it was not appropriate. 

But it was hard. 

The scent of Talia's arousal was ingrained into his system, stirring his wolf and urging him to do the unspeakable. Her body was on fire, and she was clinging to him, obviously wanting it, right? "Damon…" Talia breathed, snapping Keith out of his daze, even if it was just for a moment. 

He looked back to confirm how far they were from the entrance, but it was not far enough. If anyone got closer to the cave, they could pick up the sweet scent Talia's body released. It was like an open invitation, and Keith wanted to make sure it reached no one. 

Keith was anxious because he couldn't guarantee they were not followed. Right. Right. Someone might have followed them. In that case, he couldn't just give in. He needed to stay alert and protect Talia, his Luna. What if that Guardian comes back? What if he comes with reinforcements? 

Keith found a spot to put Talia down. She grabbed his arm as he pulled back, and her fingers dug into his flesh. Keith froze. After a moment of hesitation, he pushed the hair from her face. She was drenched in sweat, and her face was flushed, making her even more alluring 

"It will be OK. Hang in there," Keith said, and she moaned while rubbing her face against his palm. 

Damn it! 

He needed to get out of there. But how far should he go? Can he leave her side? To make things worse, his wolf was going crazy in the desire to claim the female who was lying on the ground, lost in arousal and pulling him closer, like he was the one who was supposed to help her. 

Was the whole Universe set on testing his willpower? er-The only thing preventing him from giving in was the thought that he didn't want Talia to hate him when it was over because it will be over, eventually, no matter what Keith did. 

He would live through harsh training and torture, but he couldn't survive if she hated him. Hurting her would be hurting himself and if she stopped smiling at him, he would wither away. Keith was confident that he should get a medal for enduring this much, but Alpha Damon will probably have Keith's head for failing to protect Talia and bringing her here. Damon, right! Keith wondered, did he mind-link Damon, or was he only thinking about it? What if Damon doesn't find them? What if…? 

Talia moaned again, and her hand moved over her abdomen, obviously going lower. 

Keith closed his eyes and pushed himself away from Talia. Even without looking at her, Keith could feel the heat radiating from Talia's body. She was on fire. Every heartbeat brought him a pulse of her addictive scent, and he swallowed hard. 

'SLAP!' 

Keith slapped himself harshly, but it didn't do much to snap him to his senses. He was now staring at Talia, whose dress was stuck to her body completely, leaving not a single curve hidden. She was beautiful. 

Keith got on all four and crawled closer to Talia. He hovered above her face. Her eyes were closed tightly, her cheeks red, and her lips slightly parted, silently calling him to claim them. "Ahh…" A shaky sigh escaped her lips, and his eyes snapped to see that Talia's hand was between her legs as she rubbed herself over the dress. 

The sight of Talia pleasuring herself only added flames to the already burning fire. 

Keith remembered that Katya told him how when the heat strikes, no amount of touching will help. Only when a male releases his seed inside the female in heat will she find relief. 

Talia needed a man, and Keith was one with so much pressure in his groin area that it was painful. 

Was there any point in resisting?  Surely, death would be acceptable if he experienced Talia moaning his name as he plowed her insides-0 Inch by inch, Keith's gaze moved higher until it reached Talia's face. He froze when he realized that her eyes were flickering in silvery light. What happened next caught him unprepared. A burst of silvery light exploded from Talia's body, propelling him backward with so much force that he got slammed against the wall of the cave, and he blacked out. 

"Ugh…" Keith groaned while regaining consciousness, and he was sure he had multiple fractures. The pain all over and the metallic taste in his mouth were proof he had internal injuries. 

What the hell happened? Some images flashed in his mind, reminding him why he was in that cave. 

Talia! 

He panickly looked in the direction where Talia was and relaxed when he saw her there. 

It was just the two of them in the cave. No one else came while he was knocked out. 

Silvery light didn't disappear. It gathered around Talia like a glowing bubble that pulsated as she breathed, making her look like a princess who was waiting for her prince to kiss the had things away. A fly was attracted to the light, and the moment it touched the silvery curtain, it exploded in smoke, confirming Keith's theory that the light was not only pretty but also acted like some form of defensive mechanism. Talia moaned softly, her legs rubbed against each other, and Keith cursed under his breath. Even with all this pain assaulting his body, he was still hard as hell and thinking about getting closer to Talia. A black wolf emerged from the entrance into the cave, and Keith stiffened. He recognized Damon, and he was not sure if he was happy or disappointed that Alpha had arrived. 0 Damon stalked toward Talia without acknowledging Keith's presence. The view of Talia was obscure, but Keith could see that Talia's skirt was pulled up, and her hand was rubbing her precious parts over her panties. Keith was sure that Damon will gauge his eyes out for seeing such a thing. Should he pretend to be unconscious? 

Damon's heart resumed beating at the sight of Talia lying on the damp ground inside the cave. Keith was nowhere near her, and her panties were in place, giving a huge dose of relief to Damon. Their future was not broken_ 

Talia's body was encased in silvery light, and everything smelled of her arousal. It was intoxicating. 

'Mate is suffering,' Sapa said. 'Only you can help her. I will leave you alone now.' With that, Sapa retracted at the back of Damon's mind. Damon shifted into his human form when he got close to the silvery light. He sniffed to confirm that Talia's scent was faint, and so was the pull of the bond. Damon guessed that it was because of that silvery light enveloping her. Talia was sweaty and frowning, obviously uncomfortable, and Damon wished for a power to make her distress disappear. Unfortunately, only one thing would help her now, and this was not the right place. Also, Damon was aware of their audience.