“GAH!” I groan out in frustration, rubbing my eyes roughly. “Stupid things!” Today is the team event, and my eyes are still shit. I mean, they are a little better every day, but still shit. What once was just near shapeless blobs are now blurry faces and formed figures. I can distinguish colors and differentiate between people. But the blurriness gives me killer headaches. Which, since I am a werewolf, there is no medication for. Human medication metabolizes out of our body too fast. So I am stuck using eyes that are defective and eventually make me want to slam my head into a wall in pain. There is nothing quite like the torture of knowing pain is imminent. I blink at my fuzzy reflection in the mirror with Anna standing next to me. I can see the downward tilt of blurry lips, but she says nothing. “This is going to suck.” I groan, and she chuckles. “Yes, but I got your back,” she promises, trying to calm me, but it only feeds my unease. “How? I’m not on your team.” I remind he
There is a low growl from my right, and I push my legs harder in panic. No way am I allowing myself to get caught. I glance over my shoulder and see nothing, but that doesn’t mean much to me.Alpha Onyx taught me to trust my ears and my instincts and both are telling me someone is chasing me. I take one more peek before turning back around and slamming roughly into a stone-like surface. I yelp in surprise as a loud whoosh of air escapes my lungs as I fly backward.“What the fuuuuu–” I wheeze.There is a deep chuckle above me as my vision sees stars from the lack of oxygen I am pulling in. I try to scramble backwards, but a hand grabs my ankle and I am dragged closer to the man who is looming over me.“Leave her, Paul.” The other man says, sounding bored.“Oh, come on! It’s been weeks since I’ve been this close to a pretty girl…” the guy above me whines. He falls to his knees, legs landing on either side of me, straddling my waist and trapping my hands at my side. I can feel my chest c
The moment I make it into camp, I beeline straight for the showers. I swear I can still feel the film of filth from Paul’s touch. My cheek burns and I am truly convinced it’s infected. How could it not be? The asshole cut up my cheek with his grubby fingers and then licked me, no doubt with a mouth just as foul as his tainted mind. I shudder, remembering his words, the promise to take advantage of me. I turn the water to the hottest setting it will go, standing under the stinging stream as steam surrounds me, clouding me with its warmth. No amount of soap can make me feel clean enough, so I choose to sear the dirt away. It doesn’t matter that it hurts and I have to grit my teeth to stop from gasping in pain. The reality of what happened slowly seeps back in with the warmth and a whimper escapes my lips. I knew becoming a rogue would be hard. It would mean leaving behind everyone I love and everything I have ever known. I knew I would need to look out for others to avoid and to keep
*Onyx POV*My fingers ache from the stress of clenching them. It was idiotic to think that seeing her would calm my nerves, but I had to see her no matter what. After coming across her with those two rogues, the only thing I can see is the blood on her face nearly sent me into a rage and the fear in her eyes. I nearly went into a tailspin when she turned and ran away. It was sheer luck Bill and Tic tackled the two before I got to them. After capturing the other four rogues that we found, I was too hopped up to not tear their throats out had it not been for my beta and gamma. “Is she doing okay?” Tic asks.The gravel drive in front of the dorm crunches under his weight as he walks toward me. The night is far from over for me, but it didn’t matter. There was no option but to check on her. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to maintain my control. Tilly has no idea the power she holds over me, and it’s frightening. Short of taking her as a mate, I would do anything for her and tha
Bill stands next to me, eyes glued to the mess on the ground. He heaves once, then twice before clearly swallowing down his dinner for a second time. It’s not that bad of a scene, or so I tell myself. I tried my best to keep the blood and mess contained to the cell, but the second Paul ran? Let’s just say my wolf growled with delight and took over. I suddenly no longer cared about keeping it tidy. I cared about making it damn well known that Paul made a mistake when he crossed the line. Both with my pack and Tilly. “Shit, Onyx.” He mutters. “What did he do to piss you off?” “He touched one of our warriors inappropriately.” I say, my eyes drilling holes into the side of his face. Bill looks over at his skin, looking a little green as he swallows hard. “You fucked him up because of Tilly?” He asks. I give him a slow, knowing nod. He gives me a curious glance. “And I am cleaning it up because…?” Our eyes lock and his eyes widen when he understands my hidden warning. This rogue’s
*Tilly’s POV* My skin stings as my cheek flames red. My mouth falls open and I gape at Anna, who grins victoriously. I don’t get why she is so damn happy about landing a hit. She always does. “You’re an asshole.” I mutter, and she places her hands on her hips defiantly. “You are the one who wanted extra training after hours.” She reminds me. “You’re the one that wanted extra training” I mock her in a high pitched whiny tone, throwing her words back at her. She tries to scoff in annoyance, but she ends up laughing instead. “Someone is a little grumpy today.” Anna smiles happily. “Grumpy? You slapped me!” I say, flabbergasted. “I have every right to be grumpy!” “Til, I love you, but you are acting like a child.” My eyes grow wide in shock and I scoff, licking my lips as I search my brain for a witty comeback. This is my one true talent, yet nothing comes to mind. I am too tired to think normally, let alone like the highly intelligent woman I claim to be. “Does that mean we ca
Onyx’s lips are soft and his body goes rigid momentarily before he softens and gives in to my advance. He presses harder, hungry for more as I tighten my grip on his hair, locking him in place. I have no right to kiss the alpha, but right now it’s not about right or wrong. It’s instinctual, and he has been telling me more to give into my instincts. His chest rumbles with a low growl and I bring my knees up on either side of him.Onyx leans on one arm, his other hand sliding down my side, tickling my skin that ended up exposed from the fall. His fingers trail down to my waist, his palm pressing on my hip as he uses the tip of his tongue to seek permission to kiss me deeper. I open my mouth with giddy anticipation when his tongue eases in and tastes my mouth. I’ve never kissed anyone before. Never held a boy’s hand. Yet this, all of it, seems like second nature with Onyx. Like it’s happened before so many times. Yet it hasn’t. I try my hand at using my tongue, a small war ensues as we
*Onyx POV*My shoulder stings as Tilly pulls back her eyes wide with fear and a thin layering of my blood coating her swollen lips. Her hair is disheveled and her damn sexy bra is askew underneath me and now I’m certain she is the most glorious thing I’ve ever beheld. The satisfied haze in her eyes is easily my newest addiction as plans form in my head for the next time I get her alone like this. Never has someone’s little cries and moans tasted so satisfying. Shit, hers are the first lips I’ve ever allowed myself to taste. Kissing is for intimacy, and in the past sex was just a necessity so there was no use for it. Now? shit, Now I’m not sure that food will ever live up to her flavor. “Alpha…I…I…” she stutters, rubbing her runs over the cusp of my shoulder trying to clear away the bite mark that stands out against my tanned skin. A smirk dances across my lips and I watch her flounder for what to say. There is no doubt after seeing the look on her face that she is unaware of the s