CRONUS (Charmer of Females)

Too Different

"And then I told her that I was not interested but she did not accept it. She still keeps going after me even though I do not wish-"

"Excuse me," I whisper my voice cracking toward the end as I rapidly blink away my brimming tears to the cause of advancing bitterness in my heart whilst I take a step back away from Tae-Hyun who frowns at me unable to comprehend my abrupt change in emotions. I do not even know why I feel this way? Cronus is not my moon blessed so what gives me the right to be envious of other females or be upset at him for his improper behaviour? 

He is a full-grown male, an adult wolf and an Alpha at that. He can do whatever or whomever he desires so why is it that I feel as though he just recklessly ploughed a damn blade into my heart? Why does it ache so much to the point that I cannot breathe as though my lungs have been barred my throat clogged, to the point I feel so utterly resentful? Pathetic you have become so very pathetic that you do not even notice it Qiyara.

"Are you alright, have I done something wrong?" Tae-Hyun asks the tone of his voice unsettled yet pacifying.

"Not at all, I shall return in a few minutes. I just need to use the washroom."

"I understand, thank you for your time. Perhaps when you return we can chat a bit more."

"Certainly." I give him an unstable smile a facade to shield my throbbing heart that is on the verge of bleeding only to bow down grab a hold of the lace hem of my emerald gown and sprint as fast as my feet allow me towards the exit. I do not feel so good, I feel horrendous almost like I got my heart broken on purpose. That is the power he holds over me he need not do anything greatly not even a single fire-coated word needs to be spoken but just stroking another female's desirable skin with the tips of his fingers is more than enough to slaughter me in cold blood.

Everything about my infatuation with Cronus petrifies me, I do not even know if this is just a mere crush anymore. I turn eighteen in two years what if I meet my moon blessed and what if the puissant feelings for the charmer of females does not wither? What if I still dream of him every night despite having my male sleep beside me? No, I do not want that but why is it that I find it so challenging to torch these feelings of mine? Why is it that no matter how hard I try I always seem to be swept up by his sweet words and gestures?

Why is it that my heart only dances to the melody of his voice?

Strolling into the hushed unlit hallway that is being kissed by the moon's glimmer which darts in through the soaring french windows I search for the washroom. Perhaps if I take in a few deep breaths to clear my mind or even wash my face maybe I shall calm down. There is this unspeakable urge within me to obliterate that female he touched and it is not right. Me feeling this way is not right at all my obsession with the charmer of females is ruining me.

Muffled whimpers and high-pitched cries flare from the room to my left and the sensual sounds have me stiffen and freeze in my path only to lure my inquisitive gaze towards the source. Curiosity bubbles up within me to get a visual of what is transpiring behind the slightly ajar door that was meant to be locked yet forgotten by the individuals inside as though they were in a hurry.

Without thinking twice my excited palm descends upon the handle and I unhurriedly push open the door a bit farther imploring it does not make a noise that will notify them of my presence. When I glance in I only find utter darkness my eyes unable to encounter any movement at first yet after a few seconds of relentlessly scouring my broad stunned globes land on Kim and Christos who are being swallowed whole by ardent passion and lust. Their carnal greed for each other is displayed evidently in the way they ruthlessly devour.

The domineering juvenile has his palm clamped around her mouth stifling her erotic mewls whilst his tongue ravishes her stripped breasts with his fingers harshly pumping in and out of her cunt amid the fierce bucking of her hips. Her lavender coloured dress is unzipped and pools around her waist whilst his black pants lie by his ankles. Oh, goddess these two...what even are they doing?