Queen Takes King, Checkmate.

Chapter Seven.

Unknowns' POV.

She had called out for him multiple times when I was marking her, it only enraged me even more, causing me to tighten my hold on her shoulder until I reached the point where my teeth had a firm grip around her collar bone...

I did feel bad for taking her against her will, she tried to stay strong but eventually her walls fell and she was mine... all mine...

I finally let go of her collarbone, tasting her blood on my lips and feeling her blood along the right side of my chest; marking your mate wasnt as beautiful and magical as it was in stories.

It was simply biting into their flesh, pain and blood would erupt and certainly not an instant power over them. It merely proved to others that any lycan with the Claim belonged to someone else and was strictly off limits to others.

Her skin was torn where my teeth had clamped down on her collarbone but it would heal and show only the scars of where my teeth had pierced her skin in the first place, with a slight tinge of silver underneath her skins surface.

She fell limply forward once I pulled back, her eyes had rolled into the back of her head as I caught her in my arms and she had clearly passed out from the pain and sheer exhaustion.

The darkness of the room brought out the paleness of her ivory skin, showing the dips and hollows and enhancing just how underweight she was.

It made me frown but she was beautiful just as she was, with her long ebony hair, the sexy tattoos all over her body and the few peircings on her lips, eyebrowns and nose. Even her multiple earpeircings were sexy as I held her in my arms, gently running my hands through her hair.

I could finally hold her in my arms, my mate, my woman, the beautiful and firey soul she was.

"Put. Her. Down" a voice wheezed from across the room, the sound of glass crunching and sliding across the tiled floors made me realise instantly who he was.

Turning to face him angrily and with a snarl towards the boy, I didn't hold back the vicious growl that escaped ny lips as I instinctively held my unconcious mate closer to my side.

"I've had enough of standing by and watching you drool over what isn't yours to keep, she's my mate, not yours and you shouldve listened to her everytime she tried to tell you that you two couldn't be together" I said in a whisper, my blood boiling with anger as I tried to not rip his throat out.

Charlie would hate me even more than she already did if I killed the boy, sure I hated him but his friendship meant something to Charlie but that would be all, I wasnt going to allow him to fool around with her anymore.

"She needs me more than she needs you, give her to me" He snarled, blood running across his face from where I had scratched his eye and bitten his neck.

The boy was slowly dying, Charlie needed to recover and I didn't have time to waste on this boys problems; Charlie was my biggest priority.

Sure it was awkward that both Markus and I were naked but nakedness was unimportant and not a big deal at all amoungst lycans, when we shifted, everyone around you was bound to see you naked at some point.

"I'll be giving her everything she needs from now on, not your measly attempts to keep her distracted from her real life. She needs her mate, not some love struck pup" I retorted, looking him over with a snarl as he stepped closer.

"How fucking dare you come into my home, try to kill me infront of her, mark her against her will and then try to take her from me. If you leave with her, you'll have the entire Maelstrom Pack after you" he threatened but I only laughed, placing a gentle kiss on my mates forehead when she sighed restlessly at my sudden movement.

She needed rest, I couldnt keep standing here arguing with the boy.

"I'm not afraid of your failed attempts of a threat boy, but if you attempt to take my mate from me, you'll have the entire Black-Ridge Pack coming after you when you least expect it" that made him stand up straight and stiffen, making me really see how much blood he had lost now that the moonlight shone on the pool of blood at his feet.

"You're Alpha Laurence?" He gasped, finally realising who he was up against.

"We'll be seeing alot more of eachother boy, there's no need for the formalities. Please, call me James" I sneered, lifting Charlie onto my hip so I could carry her with ease since her fragile and dainty body weighed no more than a childs'.

As I approached the boy with long determined strides, he glanced nervously at Charlie who was unconcious in my embrace before we finally came eye to eye, with him clearly shorter than what I was.

"She was never yours Markus, let her go like she has asked you a hundred times" I threatened once more, not wanting to have to go to war and eventually kill him, Charlie wouldn't want that.

"No" he said simply, rasing his chin with what little confidence he had left and challenging me, alpha to alpha.

"Your like a toddler throwing a tantrum because he cant have what he wants. You'll never have Charlie again, she'll never be yours and if you wish to die trying to take her from me, then so be it" I snarled quietly as I leaned closer to his face so we were nose to nose.

He snarled once also before I suddenly slammed my forehead into his, easily using so much force to knock the boy out like I had done before only this time, when he would wake, I nor Charlie will be here.

His battered and bloodied body fell limply to the glass covered floor, his blood still pooling around him and he was definately bleeding out faster than his body could heal itself.

But right now, I needed to tend to my mate rather than watch this mutt die at my feet with the pleasure of never letting his filthy hands touch my Charlie ever again.