Rachel's POV 'Oh Moon Godess, I just fucking punched a rogue!' The thought radiated through my brain! There I stood with my fist up, mouth opened, and eyes as big as saucers staring at a now extremely pissed off rogue.Jean spit blood and cut me a glare. He was about to speak when he stopped. He seemed to be whooshing saliva around in his mouth. He took his large filthy hand and placed it on his jaw. He felt around before taking two of his sausage size fingers and began digging them around in his mouth. My shocked expression changed into disgust as I watched him rummage around in his mouth. It was only a few seconds, but seeing all the blood, dirt, and only Godess knows what else was on his hands made me want to gag. Finally, he pulled his wet, bloody fingers from his mouth and between the two massive meaty phalanx held a yellowish cavity filled tooth. I watched as he tossed it to the ground and spit once more before zoning in on me. "When I'm done with you, the others will fuck
Rachel's POVThe thudding of my own heart beat tuned out any noise that was happening around me. I stared towards Jean's direction and saw his wolf aiming right for me. His eyes were blood red. I noticed that for a big man, his wolf was just fairly average in size. His size gave me a tiny boost of confidence. I've sparred against bigger wolves in my pack. His fur was a deep sandy color with the ends of the hair tipped in black, and they stood on the edge of his back as his rage grew from my resistance to go down without a fight. "You need to move now!" Again, the unknown females voice pulsed in my head. Instead of questioning the voice, I obliged. I swiftly rolled off my belly just as Jean's wolf landed where I once laid. I yanked the rake to me, rolled to my feet, and jumped behind the tree. I saw a blur of sandy fur pass right by me as I took shelter against the tree. I stepped on the end of the rake, braking it to form a pointy weapon. I hissed under my breath as the gash in
Rachel's POV"CLAYTON!" I gasped!I was overwhelmed with so much relief! I felt the tension nearly plummet from my body. Clayton's wolf was a sight to see. He stood tall, his muzzle drenched in Jean's blood. The crimson liquid slowly dripped down his smooth coat, making the deep red in his fur even darker. Hao, Clayton's wolf, looked back to the body of the rogue. Jean's wolf lay lifeless at the base of the tree. I could see blood pour from his neck, soaking into the ground. I rushed towards Hao, but he pushed past me, nearly knocking me back on my ass. He raced past me and slammed right into two light orange wolves.During the scuffle, the other two rogues shifted. Both collided with Hao, and all three rolled around on the ground. Whimpers, snarls, fur, blood, and saliva were flying everywhere as they fought to the death. I tried to move around them and look for Joyce. I had to get her to the packhouse fast. I could see her laying on the ground in the fetal position. She didn'
Rachels POVI stood there naked. But I was not afraid. In fact, I was something else. I was wildly horny. Even though I was still a virgin, I had masterbated a handful of times. I could feel my nipples become perky and hard as I watched his dark brown eyes scan over my body. The room was not cold in the slightest. It was early August and still perfect weather for swimming. The temperature right now couldn't have been lower than 80 degrees, but if one was to look at the full mounds on my chest- perked and tight, you would have thought I was chilly. "Turn around." He asked in a smooth, dark toned. I obeyed and began to slowly turn away from him. My heart raced, and goosebumps spread across my body as I felt him start to walk closer to me. Each foot step brought him closer and closer to my naked exposed body. Soon, he was right behind me. He let out a sigh, and the scent of Cinnamon and vanilla washed over me. My mouth began to water. Godess, he smelled delicious. "Stay still." He
Rachels POVMy stepsister leaned against my doorframe, staring at me. Almost as if she was challenging me to say something, but I didn't. Jessica loved to push my buttons. Harassing me is probably her favorite hobby of all times."Please, not today." I groaned as she walked in, looking at my room in disgust. She rarely comes in here. She says it's depressioning and basically a haunted storage space for unwanted things. Among those unwanted things would be me. Jessica is a 1 year younger than me and the beloved daughter of my father and Beth. They view her as the "rightful" daughter since she was born between fated mates. She is beautiful, as much as I wish she looked like a troll, she doesn't. She has short blonde hair that she has in ringlets framing her face. Her almond shaped brown eyes that glared at me as she took another step closer. I study her as she enters my room, step by step. Jessica is taller than me, about 5'6" and much slimmer. Unlike me, who has a full bust and curvy h
Rachel's POV I grip the mattress with both hands as I now let her words fully sink in. I knew me not having my wolf was an embarrassment but to kick me out of the pack?? Where would I go? My dad couldn't possibly force me to leave? I wouldn't survive without my pack. Grant it, I'm an outcast, but I have always tried my best with what I have been given! I feel like most of the bullying I receive is from people my age. People from school who have been influenced by Jessica and Beth. The elder ones don't seem to have a problem with me. They have never started anything with me, and some of them have even defended me.Even without my wolf, my sparing on the training field is still impressive. I am able to keep up with the best of them, and with more practice, I could BE the best of them. Heck, I heal fast, too! Not as fast as my family, but faster than an Omega! That has to say something for me and my abilities.In school, I was a straight A student. Regardless of all the teasing, bullyin
Rachel's POV Normally, I would have kept my mouth shut. I never started fights. Neither my dad nor Beth cared to ever take my side, so I usually let Jessica have her evil fun and try to get it over with. But knowing she was delighted to throw me from the pack and risk my life seemed to loosen my filters and my restraints. I could feel the anger building up inside me as if there was a hole in the dam I built around my emotions. I started to tremble. Wait, no, more like vibrate. My body began to shake almost uncontrollably. I couldn't make out what Jessica was screaming at me. The constant tremors and white noise filling my ears consumed my entire train of thought. That was until I felt something wet splat in my face. I blinked several times before the image of Jessica wipping her mouth came into clear view. Did this bitch just spit in my face?? That done it. The white noise in my ears became a white flash in my vision. Blinding me in pure rage for a moment. Without any warning my
Rachel's POV "Rachel...." a soft female voice called to me. "Rachel, we need to wake up." The female voice sounded pleading and almost urgent. But who was it? My head is throbbing, and I can not seem to shake this darkness. Maybe a few more minutes of rest would be good for me, I think to myself, before trying to drift back to the silence of my sleep."RACHEL WAKE UP NOW!!!!" The voice rumbled through my mind, shaking my soul and sending goosebumps among my body. A flash of the clear blue eyes staring at me flashes through my mind but is gone within a second. My eyes shoot open instantly. I try to sit up, but my head is killing me! I fall back on my pillow. What was that? Normally, I don't dream. I look over at my nightstand to reach for my phone. But the stand wasn't there. Instead, it was knocked over, and the contents in it were on the floor next to it. I stare up at the ceiling and try to remember how I ended up in bed and why stuff is a mess. I recall seeing Jessica looking b