Reborn- His Scarlet Moon

Ryan was not your average Alpha who inherited the leadership position just by birth. His birth itself was the most humiliating discussion that he ever had with anyone. His father never acknowledged him until his Alpha mark manifested on his back. He was abandoned and neglected but he had a golden heart. He was the best of mates to his friends and the worst foe to his sworn enemies. He never cared or bothered about women until he met that one girl who was about to change his life forever. However, she left behind such a scar that his view on women, henceforth, changed forever. He started treating them as objects, used to vent out frustration. ***"Move your hands! NOW! "Ryan roared as the trembling woman slowly let her hands slip. Uncovering her voluptuous breasts. She was standing only in her skirts against the wall as her husband looked on with horror. " NO! Noooooo! Please please let her go. I promise to clear up all my dues. I swear. "The man helplessly whimpered. His hands

Ryan flexed his muscles as he threw his clothes aside. He was right over the formation of the sand storm. His eyes calculated the perfect spot for landing. He snarled as the beast in him overtook his human self. With a deep leap, his paws settled in a soft landing. He stood as the angry sands danced around him. Raging and scrubbing against his long fur. A mixture of chestnut and blonde. It was a sight of majesty. Full of elegance and grandeur. " Awuuuuuu! "His howl resonated from the epicentre of the sand storm. There were no people, no animals, no vehicles, or vegetation... whatsoever within miles of its radius. It was a place out of nowhere. Uninhibited. Untamed. His howls went wilder.Louder.It slowly grew into severe growls. Ripping and hitting the air. But naturally, his efforts were futile. Whoever ever heard of trapping the air in one's paws? Ryan kept hitting himself over and over again as he crashed on the ground, recuperating from his futile efforts. " Boss! Boss

It was like a forest fire in my head. The effect of the alcohol faded from my veins as they pumped up with the rise of my beast. I could feel him unsheathing his teeth. His nose flinched from her smell. It was at this point that I realised the person in front of me was a mere human. Not the vicious vixen my soul craved for. My beast pushed her bad with one blow. " How dare you! " He growled. It was the growl of the Alpha that was asleep deep under the Mafia's skin. An identity was long forgotten of an immortal entity. She flew right over to the bed. Her legs were apart and so were her hands. My beast caught sight of her underwear. Glistening bright red. My eyes changed colours to match that. " How dare you try seducing me with that face! "A mere call girl, with my Sherizad's face. A preposterous crime. She looked at my hand as it twisted out of shape. The beast was taking over. My claws bared. My shoulders puffed up and so did my hair. I snarled to flash my fangs as she bac

"Beep! Beep! " The honking brought me back to reality. The flashlight from the car was blinding me. I had dozed off. Waking up like this was not only irritating, it was way past annoying. " Hey! Drop it! " I yelled back as the car honked again. The lights dropped. I moved my hand with which I was covering my eyes. " I thought I asked you to go home! Why are you sleeping on the road? " It was my first client. The nameless psychopath. I saw him open the car door and walk up to me. I tried getting up but sitting in that weird position in the cold had cramped my nerves and feet. I held the walls for support. " Let me drop you at your home! I don't want to be blamed for your untimely death! " He was scoffing at me. Then grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside the car without even waiting for my response. I tumbled behind him. He banged the door shut after shoving me inside. I almost fell back on the seat with my leg up. "Which address? " He asked after sitting comfortab

In life, we don't always get to choose between right and wrong. Life often throws us such a curve ball that makes us face situations where we have to choose between right and right or wrong, and wrong. I was literally in a situation like that. I had the option to turn around and run away or keep walking towards doom itself.The girl took me towards what looked like a godown and left me at the gate. " Please keep walking straight inside miss. You will reach your destination! "That place was a visible red flag. It was murky. It was stinking. Though I could not tell the smell. When someone living beside a dump yard says that a place stinks, it should not be taken on a light note. I cautiously stepped forward moving the net mesh with my hands. I kept walking and walking till my right foot slid on something. It was very dark so I had to strain my eyes. A crimson streak on the floor. I bent down with trembling hands. I needed to confirm my fear. I needed to know if it indeed was bl