The Ritual (Werewolf Erotica) novel Chapter 25

Ava woke up from her deep slumber to find herself tied to an altar. Her hands and legs were stretched far apart and tied to something on the rough surface of the stone made altar.

Her eyes were blindfolded, but she knew where she was. She had realized that it was now time to complete the third ritual.

It was the cave in which the tradition of the last ritual had been getting completed from centuries.

She could not remember anything about the past hours. The only thing she remembered was the end of the second ritual. And a faint dream about the ladies of the pack ravaging her body brutally.

Was that a dream or reality? It felt too real to be a dream but everything inside her head was a blur.

Her attention came back to her current surroundings. The cave had been here for thousands of centuries. It held the cries of pleasure of all the alpha females that had ever stepped their feet inside it.

History was a proof that not even one Luna had ever been allowed to skip or reject this ritual.

This last ritual, the third ritual was the root of the relationship that got built between the Luna and Alpha, and also Luna and the pack members.

This ritual was the one that blessed them truly for eternity because the god of werewolves himself came down to this cave to bless them.

It was rare and holy because the occasion to be blessed with the God's blessing came every twenty hundred to two hundred years later because of werewolves having a longer lifespan than of humans. And when they find their mate and give birth to their offspring, it's usually when they are one hundred years old.

Every time an alpha found his mate the God of werewolves would come to this cave to complete the last ritual.

It was said that the God was hard to please. So luna had to put in more efforts in pleasing him than she could ever imagine in her wildest dreams.

She could not hear anything except the ragged breathing of people who were in the cave doing the last minute final touches of the preparation.

She felt a caress of hand on her face as somebody got close to her. Vishous's beautiful scent engulfed her almost immediately.

She tried to even out her breathing. To say she was scared would be an understatement. The only thing that she knew about this ritual was that the God were terrifying. And she had to do her best to not let that terror show on her face.

"Don't be scared, baby." Vishous bent down and whispered in her ear sensually. "Although I will not be present here for this ritual, my scent will be all around you. But you will not even remember I exist when he comes to take you. I have heard that he likes the woman he fucks vulnerable and helpless. We have done our best. Now only his blessing remains before you and I become one soul."