Mine To Ruin

SILAS

I stiffened… her scent hit my nose. My wolf lifted his head inside me. Everyone in the hallway went still. Their breaths caught. A few lower rank wolves lowered their eyes.

"Silas…" she called out. Her breath hitched as I turned to face her. My wolf growled low in my chest. Her red wavy hair blew across her face. Her slender figure had become fuller. She looked bolder… tighter… more colorful. The round glasses still stayed on… but she was beautiful. It made my inner wolf go silent for a breath.

"He is bleeding… stop… stop it… please." she whispered. Her breath was shaky. Her wolf whimpered under her skin. She stared past me down to Kelavra laid on the floor bleeding out of his nose. His lips were cut. His face was bruised up. His wolf was cowering inside him.

I let go of him. I shoved him against the wall. My claws retracted slowly. I stood my full  height. A growl rumbled up from my chest.

A playful… devilish grin stretched across my lips. I tilted my head… glaring at her with gold eyes. My fangs showed.

"You… come with me now." I ordered. My Alpha command dripped from every word. I stormed past the crowd of pack wolves. Kellan pressed his lips together to speak… or argue… or defend the she-wolf who ruined my life. I was not sure. Because I breathed past him with a snarl that made his wolf submit.

I could hear the shuffling of her feet as she stomped after me. At least she still knew who to fear. Who to respect her superior Alpha.

"Silas… why… when did you get back?" she stuttered. Her breath was shaking. Her scent was thick with fear. She was scared of me. Her omega side was showing. I unlocked the car and got into the driver's side. I tapped my claws against the steering wheel. She stood there… gaping at me. Of course she knew better than to sit in the car. She knew better than to have me restrain my wolf.

I watched her swallow dryly as she settled into the passenger seat. I could hear her heart thudding hard and fast. Her wolf was pacing.

"I see you have quite the balls now… you fuck the Blackwood brothers now?" I asked. My wolf snarled at the thought. My gaze darkened. I tilted my head to the side. I could see the dry trails of tears on her cheeks. It made me pissed…. No one else got to hurt her but me… she was mine to ruin.

"Killian  is just my pack friend… and whatever I do is none of your fucking business anymore. Why are you back? Does Father  know of this?"

I shot my hand out faster than she could think. I wrapped my fingers against her neck… choking her. My claws pressed into her skin. She coughed. She clawed at my arm. But she could not budge my grip. I could see the dread in her eyes. Her wolf was trembling. Yet her proximity had her scent wafting through my nose… jasmine and rain. My inner wolf inhaled deep.

Oh… I had dreamed of this. Two years in that rehab pack and I had nothing in my mind other than revenge. On how to completely ruin her. On how to make her wolf submit to mine. And now I was here? I would take my fucking time. I would hunt her like prey.

"Father?" I asked. I let out a dark… humorless  laugh. My fangs glinted.

"Is that what you call him now? You have me sent out of my bloody pack. Off my territory. And you claim my pack as yours? Is that what you have been up to? Whoring yourself around to every Beta and Omega? Adding more colors to make yourself more appealing to the Alphas?" I asked. My wolf crouched beneath my skin. Ready to pounce.

Her face paled now. Her claws scrabbled against my arm. She wanted me to let go. But I did not let go. My wolf wanted to taste her fear. She should understand my fury by now. But she did not. I could snap. Let her die right here in my car. Her wolf would submit to death. I would gladly be cursed… stripped of my wolf rank… banished from the pack for this kill.

I loosened my grip on her neck. My fingers rolled in once. My claws left marks. I waved my hand as I settled back into my seat like an Alpha dismissing an Omega. She coughed. She convulsed. She sucked in air greedily. Her claws scratched at her throat… trying to breathe. Her wolf was choking inside her.

"News flash… you are a fucking joke of an Omega. Nobody wants you. Nobody wants your wolf now. You are nothing but a hole wet enough for a Beta to fuck… and you could not even keep Kelavra . And he is the only wolf who does not even have the balls to cheat. I guess your cunt was not tight enough for his knot."

Her hand struck out. It whipped across my face in a stinging slap. Her claws grazed my cheek. Her breath became even more labored now. Her wolf was snarling inside her.

I chuckled again. My wolf was amused. I made my fingertips hover over my lower lip. I held my finger against my cheek where she slapped me.

"Fine… I will let you get away with it this once. But touch me again… lay a claw on my skin again… and I will bloody kill you slowly and painfully. I will make your wolf watch as you bleed out. Make no mistake… I did not forget. You backstabbing she-devil. You ruined me. You ruined my wolf. I will never forget. And I will fucking make your life equally miserable. I will make your wolf suffer."

I threatened. My  voice dropped down an octave as I spoke. I let the threat hang and thicken in the air like a challenge. My wolf howled for the kill.

"You will not do shit. You know why? Because you are a spineless bastard of an Alpha that needs Daddy's approval to live. You need Thorne to wipe your ass. I hurt you once. But the second time… I saved your fucking life… you fucking moon powder junkie. Your wolf was dying and I called for help. You talk shit about me one more time, Silas… just one more growl in my direction… and I will show you what true ruin means… brother." she snarled. She bared her fangs at me. Her wolf was fighting mine. She looked at my hair then at my face. Her inner wolf was not backing down.

She unlocked the door and got out hastily. I snarled… baring my fangs so she could see them… as she slammed the door in my face. She took off fast into the now drizzling rain. Her scent faded into the storm.

Anger… pure white rage… blinded me. My wolf was pacing. Snarling. Clawing to get out. I was training in that rehab pack for two years. Locked up like a feral wolf. Suffering under Alpha commands I could not refuse. And she had more time to be more hot? To make her wolf more beautiful? Fuck. I had barely recognized her. I had not scented her until she was right in front of me. How on earth did her wolf change that fast? How did she evolve without me?

At least she did not lose the bite. Her wild tongue… that would be the end of her. My wolf liked it. I hated that he liked it.

My phone buzzed on cue… earning another growl from my wolf. I lifted it to see the caller ID. It was a number I had called a million times over the last two years yet never got a response from. 

I accepted the call. I raised the phone to my ear with shaky hands. My wolf was nervous.

"Hello… Father." I spoke. My voice was barely above a whisper. 

"You got out… when?" he asked. His voice was cold and cruel. As hateful as he had sounded the night two years back when he sent me away. When she ruined me.

"I… well… I…" I stuttered. The words caught in my throat like fur. My wolf could not speak. Shit.

"Spare me the excuses. Meet me at the pack house right now.”