Lycan remastered
For thousands of years, all Lycan kind have gathered together, the month of the Winter Solstice comes a celebratory time where the young become adults.
In the spiritual place of their ancestral beginnings, the young and unmatched s...
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Aubrey had stayed in bed for almost a week after her night with namjoon and still as she curled herself against the cold tiled wall of the shower, while the hot water cascaded down beside her, she thought about how cold Namjoon had treated her after what was supposed to be a beautiful moment.
Even after seven days blood seeped from her back and down from between her legs and across the shower floor, it swirled down Into the plug hole, washing it away.
Pain is all she felt, even though her wounds on her hips from Namjoon's animalistic ravaging were slowly healing she hoped they wouldn't scar, scarring a female is highly frowned upon, and the female would be marked and tainted forever.
She was confused, Summer explained to her that the males natural instinct to bond takes over his body. Why did he just leave her like that?
He didn't bond with her, he only shred her bare skin with his claws, bonding requires a non lethal bite, injecting his bane saliva into her system, it would be running through her veins right now and they'd be bound for life.
She thought maybe because she was in too much pain he didn't want to push her further, inflicting more pain on her that was necessary, she knew he was frustrated from her cries but that was his lustful animal counterpart.. it wasn't his fault, he didn't mean it.
She freshly patched up the wounds around her hips, wincing at the contact, the pressure applied from the bandage rubbed against the tender bruising and she wondered if it was going to be like this all the time.
She felt she needed to confront him, get to the bottom of his animalistic behaviour, she fully understands that he is a Lycan and a bit of roughhousing is in all of their nature. But to leave her like that after he declared his love for her was out of line.
She questioned his loyalty, his commitment to her, she needed answers.
"Namjoon!" She called out, anger boiling inside her as she witnessed him sitting around the campfire with a random female on his knee.
"Pretty girl" he grins up at her "to what do I owe this pleasure? Coming back for more already?"
"Far from it actually" she scoffs scanning the female sat upon him "we need to talk"
Without giving him a second to protest, she walked away, leaving him to chuckle to himself as he pushed the female from his knee.
"I'm surprised you can walk" Namjoon mocks, leering over her as she spins to face him.
"If I had any trouble walking it would only be from what your dirty paws have inflicted on me" she says, pointing at her wounds, clearly insulting his manhood.
"Ouch! Why so angry pretty girl?" He gasps, mocking her as he places his hand over his heart.
"I'm not angry Namjoon, I'm hurt. Why didn't you bond with me? I thought the whole point of last week was for us to finally be together?"
