Ch. 4 - Threat of the North

Drake POV

Night after night, I lurked in the woods of the Nightmare pack, remaining just outside their borders. I was an Alpha of the North, the Alpha of the North, yet for some reason, I was here. I was stuck in the South, prowling my enemy's territory, searching for something, but I didn't know what.

My wolf form scented every inch of the ground, looking for a clue as to what had drawn me to this territory. I already knew they were having a large gathering in their pack house. Hundreds of people came from miles away to attend this so-called celebration.

Then, halfway through the festivities, an explosion went off. I remained on the outskirts of the territory, watching and observing my surroundings. Three unknown wolves emerged from the woods nearby, stalking six women dancing and drinking around a small fire away from the party inside.

I faded my wolf into the shadows, concealing myself from anyone nearby. Not a bone in my body cared what would happen to these women. I wanted to know who was foolish enough to attack the Nightmare pack though. They were the strongest pack left in the South.

Then something sparked inside me, a pull to run towards something in the distance. My paws began inching towards the opening, my teeth exposed in a snarl that something had any control over me.

I took another step, smelled a little deeper. A rich, sweet, almost dreamy fragrance was becoming more and more prominent. Suddenly, a burst of citrus tingled my senses while a hint of honey vanilla calmed me.

I lifted my head, growling viciously at what was before me. For ten years, my brothers and I searched for our mates. We believed they were dead at this point, but now, I think my mate was right here the whole time. A woman fated to betray us, brings us to our knees and destroys the vengeance we seek.

I smirked as I heard her growl of warning. She was ready to protect her people despite the overwhelming odds against her. My wolf wanted to take over, dash towards her, and drag our mate home.

My head bowed, body ready to lurch forward into our enemy's territory and take what was mine. I knew it was a bad idea. I also knew there was a possibility I might become so enraged that a woman could betray me again that I would kill her before ever letting her speak.

My wolf growled darkly in disagreement. Just one glance at our mate, and he no longer cared about our past relationships, a dark prophecy, or our current mission. He wanted his mate, but I couldn't allow that to happen.

I urged my wolf to retreat, forcing my body to turn away. I ran after the other wolves surrounding us, ending their lives swiftly. I told myself I was letting out my rage because I had found my mate, but deep down, I knew I was eliminating any threat that may come to her.

Her voice hit my ears, and my wolf growled in need. She gave a command to the man beside her, and I could tell she held great power. I wanted to know that power, hear that voice, and own every inch of that delicious body.

I turned back towards her, an urge to force my mark on her neck consuming every fiber of my being. Then, one of the wolves snapped at her dress. My vision turned a crimson red that anyone dared to lay a hand on her. My wolf propelled forward without thinking, racing against everything to protect her.

I jumped from the woods, ramming my body into another wolf. I didn't think; I just reacted, killing the wolf instantly. I should have left some alive to question them, but my wolf wouldn't allow it.

I stood over the dead wolf, my anger and desires swirling inside me as I stared at a goddess before me. My mate, a woman that was foretold to be my murderer. She was absolutely gorgeous, and I wanted her.

My eyes scanned over her body one more time, and then I took off. I used every ounce of my strength to force my wolf to retreat.

I looked back, taking in one more scent of the most alluring fragrance I will ever know. I cursed the woman it belonged to and promised myself that I would make her pay for ever plotting against us.

I headed back to my brothers, already late for a meeting with them. The second I arrived, I found a petite blond to take into the back of the club. I needed to release all this tension inside of me. I thought if I took a good-for-nothing whore it would help fade the need to seek out my mate.

"Don't fucking speak, and don't disobey me!" I demanded of the woman. She stood before me in black lacy lingerie, nodding her head slowly.

"Kneel!" I growled out. My body was shaking in need, my large muscles twitching inside my skin like it might just burst through. My hand ran through my black hair, pulling on it momentarily to get a grip.

The woman before me slightly trembled as she lowered her body to the floor. She knew I was about to explode, and she wasn't sure if I would take it on her or not.

She didn't speak, only looked up to me with pure fear in her eyes. I undid my belt, eyes black and feral rumbles vibrating from my chest. My hand shot out next to me, smashing the lamp illuminating this woman I did not want.

"That's better." I chuckled, darkness consuming my sight. I envisioned that goddess kneeling before me, her strength glowing around me just like it did when I first saw her.

"Suck my dick, little wolf! Make your daddy come all over that delicate little face." I sneered out, drowning in all the fucked up emotions taking over. Her mouth lowered on my shaft, and I let out a sigh of relief. I needed to fuck my mate, own her, then destroy her.

"That's it, little mate. Do as daddy says like a good pup." I grunted, my hand grabbing a fistful of her hair.

I savored her soft lips, groaning in pleasure and growling in anger that it wasn't who I truly wanted. As my desire wavered between releasing all over this woman to snapping her neck, I lost my patience. My hand tightened in her hair, and my hips began thrusting violently. I closed my eyes, letting the lust and anger take control.

"You think you can betray me! You're mine!" I shouted, a darkness building higher and higher inside me. The pressure in my dick became almost unbearable as my balls lifted, ready to release everything inside me. "You're mine!" I shouted again, forcing the woman's face flush to my pelvis as I pumped hard down her throat. I grunted almost painfully, relieving so much tension inside me.

'We need to mark our mate, claim her in every way possible!' My wolf declared inside me.

'We can't. She will be our undoing.' I warned him.

'I don't care! She is ours!' My wolf, Demetrius, ordered. I felt his control taking over.

I stood there, pants around my ankles, a whore's lips wrapped tightly around my cock. A war was raging inside me, and I had a feeling I would lose this battle. I pushed the woman off me, finally allowing her to breathe as I stood over her in a heated mess of hatred.

"Did that satisfy you, Alpha?" The woman spoke, her voice whiny. "I want to please you in every way possible, Daddy."

Anger consuming me, I lifted her by the arm, annoyed at her stupid voice. "Get the fuck out!" I ordered her, my strong Alpha command forcing her to flee quickly.

'We need our mate!" My wolf darkly growled at me.

'She is written to betray us. I won't allow my brothers to be harmed!'

'Then we take her, lock her away for only ourselves.' My wolf demanded, needing his other half.

I left the room with a hard slam to the door, stomping my feet back down to the table I had with my brothers. Every part of my being wanted to track down my mate, kidnapped her to be at my mercy.

"Do you have a plan?" I asked my brother, River.

"We do." He replied as he ended a call. "Our little Beta friend has come through for us." River grinned as he twirled his phone in his fingertips.

"Good! Let's go!" I ordered, my mind half thinking I would take off after our mate. A blond woman passed by me, her eyes twinkling with desire. I darkly growled at her, wanting to bend her over and fuck her with all my strength.

"Someone is extra fucking horny today." My younger brother, Chase, teased.

"Shut the fuck up!" I roared at him. Anyone else would have soiled themselves with the way I stared death at him, but my brothers knew I would never harm them, and Chase was a damn instigator.

"Touchy, big brother. What has your panties so twisted?" Chase smirked annoyingly at me. He knew I was a mess inside.

"The fact that you're my brother. Get up!" I snarled at him, grabbing him by his shirt to stand. Chase laughed at me, amused by anger.

Chase could feel my inner turmoil just as River could. We were rare triplets; one soul split into three. River knew better than to press the issue, though.

They didn't know what was causing this storm raging inside me, and I couldn't tell them about her. I don't know if it was because I wanted to forget she existed or if I didn't want anyone else to know of her but me.

I needed to get control of myself. I needed to get through just a week or two, and then we can take the South, and I will take my little mate with it.

I didn't know what I would do with her. Fuck her, kill her, tie her up to satisfy my horny wolf day and night. There were so many things I wanted and needed, and it was already driving me insane.