Turning my hands into my claws. I jumped upon the twin who wanted turn those kids into soup. He only had time to take one step back before my claws were over his neck spilling blood.With a thud his knees hit the ground. He desperately tried clawing at his throat as the blood poured out. Then he fell forward. Laying on the ground motionless. Dead.His brother didn't even move, shocked and staring at the body of his dead twin.I didn't always resort to killing but desperate times call for desperate measures. And I don't think anyone would be missing these two."What did you do?" The living brother whispered, still staring at the body. "What did you do?""I killed him, what does it look like?" I asked, inspecting my bloodied nails."He was my brother." Then he looked at me, shouting at the top of his lungs. "That was my brother.""Well look on the bright side. Now you get the half brain all to yourself." I mocked him.That's all it took for him to lung at me. Roaring at the top of his l
Two weeks. It had been two weeks since I met a couple of rogues in the woods. And nothing had changed. I was no closer to figuring out how to break the stupid blood-tie.The only good news was that I was finally able to move my shoulder. Apparently the rogue did some serious damage, but thanks to my shifter healing I didn't have to worry to much.But according to Cassar, I still wasn't allowed to do anything strenuous. Which was fine by me, I wasn't planning on it anyways.The only plans on my agenda was to destroy a blood-tie. And I was trying.I had spoken to almost every wolf on the territory, and nothing. Nobody knew what to do, not that they would give that information up freely. Still nothing.I had scoured the packs library for anything that could be related to blood-ties, but nothing came up. I even tried googling it. The only thing that came up was a séance, and everyone knew that was a load of crap.I attempted to trick Cassar into telling me how to break it, but he wouldn't
"Because your such a prick." I laughed. Cassar rolled his eyes, but the corners of his lips twitched up."Where are you from?" He asked. And there it is. The hard questions."Mexico." I lied.He snagged the jar away from me. "No peanut butter for lying.""Nacido y criado en Mexico. Lo juro." I cried out in Spanish, trying to grab the peanut butter jar from him.Cassar gave me a weird look, not understanding."I said, born and raised in Mexico. I swear." I translated for the knuckle head.He kept the jar away from me. His eyes unblinking. "You're not from Mexico."It was a joke, I obviously wasn't born and raised in Mexico, but still I cried in agony over my peanut butter. He still didn't submit."Fine," I huffed giving in. "I'm from Uganda, Africa."Cassar came closer to me, his face directly in front of mine. A teasing smile on his lips. "Now Vienna, do we have to have a chat about lying?""Ni kweli ingawa." I said in Swahili, a pout on my lips. "It's true though."He smiled at my at
Cassar was about to say somewhere when he was interrupted. And he couldn't even be mad about it."Vienna, do you know a lot of foxes?" Jazmine asked, thankfully changing the topic.I looked down at her, shaking my head. "Not really, I know more wolves then foxes. How come?""Oh." She said looking disappointed. "I was hoping you knew the Silver Fox."I had to force myself into not choking on the peanut butter. Forcing myself not to show any emotion."I've heard of her." I told Jazmine honestly. I had definitely heard of the Silver Fox."Did you know the Silver Fox saved the Alpha's life?" Remy popped up, her face covered in peanut butter."Really?" I asked, schooling my face into shock."Yeah, but Alpha says that one good deed doesn't fix a thousand." Remy said, quoting her alpha who nodded his head approvingly at her.That was why nobody was allowed to know I was the Silver Fox. A thousand bad deeds makes a lot of enemies."Did you know she was banished from the other foxes?" Jazmine
Her face became dark and she thought. She gave a soft growl. "I'm glad they're dead. Rogues are nothing but dirt under your shoes."I looked up at her cautiously, not sure what to do about her bitter anger. I decided to speak up, it wasn't really my thing to stay quite anyways."Don't get me wrong, those rogues were the bottom of the barrel. In fact I'm kind of bummed that they didn't suffer longer." I started softly. "But, not all rogues are bad."She looked at me sharply, shocked at my words. "Rogues are kicked out of their pack because they did something so horrible, they are dangerous to the rest of the pack."I took a deep breath and continued. "I know a lot of rogues, and eighty percent of them don't deserve the hand they were given.""What do you mean?""Think about Harlen, she was considered a rogue. She not a bad person.""Harlen is different."I shrugged my shoulders. "A lot of rogues are different."It was true. A widowed mother and her newborn pup were banished to hide the
There were seven creatures going in total. Myself, Cassar, Gage, Harlen, and three male warriors. One of them being Galan from the day I kicked some ass. Cassar leaving Beta Nora in charge of the pack while they were away for the night.From my understanding whenever Cassar left, he always brought Gage along. Gage was the defuser in the relationship. Whenever they were in a sticky situation, Gage was the one to calm things down and try and find a peaceful way to solve the issue.From the stories I'd heard, Gage wasn't very good at his job.Now when Cassar and Nora went anywhere together, that was a different story. The two of them together was a sign that there was no peaceful outcome. They only travelled together in times of war. Leaving Gage to stay back and take care of the remaining pack members."What is this party for anyways?" I asked Harlen quietly."Another excuse for the humans to show off their money." She explained to me."Why bother going?" It wasn't normal for wolves to
I was about to tell him off when we started heading through the house.The party was in full swing. Everyone had a drink in their hand, a swing to their hips. Humans chatting to their acquaintances.Waitresses walked around in tight black clothing, cleavage spilling out. Men leered at them while women ignored them. The women did their own leering at the males I walked beside. I rolled my eyes at the humans.The house looked like it came from Donald Trump's bathroom. Gold plaited everything. Not really my style, but if that's what Emilia and Eduardo liked.Emelia guided us through the giant house, explaining to me what rooms were what, and who was who out of the guest list.Unlike the Viribus Pack members I smiled at the humans who were mulling about. All of them hesitant at the creatures who walked among them.Finally we reached a back room that could have been an office. Cassar looked between me and the room, judging if I would behave. I rolled my eyes, opening the door myself.There
"When I win this, we should leave quickly. Unless we really want a bloodbath." I grinned against his ear. No one else seeing it.Cassar rolled his eyes, but I saw them glaze over a bit. The only sign that he was mind-linking with the rest of the pack.With that I turned to face Eduardo again, his face glistening with old man sweat."It's funny, back in college we made the losers run naked around the sorority." I giggled, thinking about the fake memory. My face warm from the alcohol I had been drinking."Well amour," Eduardo winked. "feel free to continue the tradition here."I felt Cassar's grip tightening on the back of my chair.To continue my act, I bashfully looked up at Cassar. My cheeks pink, but my eyes hard warning him to relax.Cassar ignored me, still glaring at the rest of the room. His natural brown eyes dark, but not black. His eyes continued to scan the men in the room looking for threats. Anyone with eyes would know that the only threat in the room was the very attracti