A burst of rage-fueled adrenaline coursed through my veins, giving me a second wind. I used my burst of strength to push myself off the tree, to stand tall, before I grabbed the shovel and began to dig furiously. Dirt and bits of roots and moss flung through the air as I took my frustrations out on the Earth. I would not greet the dark alpha like an obedient little mate eagerly awaiting his return. We would face each other as enemies, and he would stay on his side of the mountain or face the consequences. Grey was smart enough to get out of my way. The younger alpha decided to face his enemy on equal footing, wolf to wolf, as he merged with his animal once more. The human part of me had too much to say to the brute to shift, and my communication while in my fur would not be adequate unless he set foot onto my land. Then my literal claws and teeth would come out and I would show him no mercy.It did not take wolf senses to know when the dark one prowled near the boundary. The heavy mas
My eyes, the color of a muddy river like that of my fatherโs, locked onto the Alphaโs, not backing down, the challenge there, daring him to take it. I steeled my spine and my nerves, and I did not even let my wolf come through, because I had the power inside me, and I did not need to flash her rage, her pain, to let my mate know I was a dangerous predator not to be messed with.โGet out of my way, Grey. Or I will make you.โMy voice had stayed calm and was more deadly than had it been dripping with aggression. Like a snake, waiting and watching for the need to strike.He let out a breath that sounded painful to exhale, โAt least let me help you then.โSo, his pack could suffer the consequences. Even the sting of his betrayal was not enough to let me agree to allow him to antagonize his enemy by disrespecting their dead. Wolves of Rockyโs status among the pack were sent off with honor to their place in the sky to spend eternity near their creator. It would be a grave insult to the crea
I stayed in that cabin with my she-wolf and her mate no matter how it turned my stomach and I had to choke down the vomit. No matter how my eyes stung while my mask cracked, I had to shut them a time or two to keep from screaming. The sound of that bone drill burrowing into my betaโs skull and Lilyโs cries would haunt me for the rest of my life. I forced myself to bear it because I was their Luna, and my discomfort did not matter. What I wanted or needed no longer mattered. The scent of Randโs blood was still heavy in the air, even after the healer and his mate had washed him clean again and had disposed of the bloody towels and crimson colored water. A clean bandage shrouded his head, and soon more joined along his bruised and broken body. Raven even stitched the worst wounds closed to help them heal faster. I wondered if I would always smell his wolfblood in here from now on as if it had soaked into the wood permanently. After Raven had cleaned and gathered her supplies, gave the
Grey did not argue, though he looked torn wanting to help, while the females carried the young beta inside the hunting cabin as gently as possible. Rand did not cry out in pain, which was not a good thing, he was limp and blood spattered in our arms. We laid him atop the bed, not giving a damn about staining the sheets. I could hear my mate pacing outside, though he respected my orders and did not set foot inside. Me slamming the door roughly behind us, gave the wolf the hint as well, that he was not welcomed. The Alpha of Timberlands would be off my land entirely soon enough, which was for the best because at the moment, I felt particularly violent towards him, now that the initial sting of hurt was waning, the rage was coming through strong. The only male I wanted to hurt more than Grey right now, was that fucking brute who I fully intended to get my pound of flesh from. The dark wolf was nothing but a lying bastard whom I had been a fool to trust his word. Animals had no honor. R
As soon as my Alpha mateโs boots hit the dirt, he rushed to me, his keen grey eyes assessing me from head to toe. I could see the rush of emotions that crossed his handsome face, worry, fear, anger, sympathy, regret, guilt. His hands gripped my shoulders gently to still me for a more intense inspection as I was shaking and jittery like I had just drunk ten energy drinks. When he noticed my torn-up arm, the scent of an enemy wolf still clinging to my skin, then his sister, bloody and dazed, holding onto her blood spattered and still mate, his wolf slipped through as he growled. I knew Greyโs aggression was not aimed at me. His eyes blazed when they landed on the dead wolf, naked, and minus a skull, with most of his brain matter, tainting my land.โIโm going to bury him in fucking silver chains,โ he snarled, โand then Iโm going to challenge his oath breaking, lying son of a bitch Alpha! A wolf with no honor has no place on this Earth!โMy heart bashed into my ribs for an entirely differ
The massive hell-beast closed the gap between my fallen beta, his loyal mate, and I, in only a few leaps. My she-wolf howled in anguish at not protecting her mate or her Luna. Tears of physical pain no longer soaked my cheeks, now replaced by tears of regret and failure, of helplessness. I did not cry tears for myself in what was likely my last seconds of life.His dark form was upon me before I could even fire off another round. Before I could try and connect to the Earth beneath me and drawl strength to help fight this monster from under the mountain. My other regrets flashed before my eyes as time seemed to slow. I had never even told Grey I loved him. Or told Roam I did not always like him, but I did not hate him.I had not spoken to my cousin Jeanette in over a week and would never meet her boyfriend. I had not visited my paternal grandparentโs in their nursing home when I could have made that drive in six hours or flown in, in the two years itโd been since my bastard uncles had