I hesitate, wanting to help. But the dog looks like he’s got this.However, I see the wolf’s eyes widen in unbridled rage and fear for the dog makes me rush forward and grab it’s fur, shouting, “He’ll kill you! Come on!”The dog seems reluctant to let go however but I keep yanking at it.It sinks its teeth into the wolf’s shank once and the shifter’s howl makes me wince, looking over my shoulder. I hiss, “More will come! Let’s go!”The dog reluctantly releases the wolf and I pull it along with me as I make my way to the entrance. It’s still snarling as the injured wolf glowers at us. But he has been sufficiently injured that he can’t follow us just yet.The dog seems to get the hint and we escape from the harrowing tunnel.The door to the outside is a heavy one which I can’t seem to push open. I throw myself against it multiple times, but it doesn’t so much as budge. The fifth time, I try to throw it open, I hear something crack in my shoulder and tears of pain fill my eyes.“Sh
Even knowing that there is no chance of survival, I can’t help myself.I rush towards the grey wolf, trying to push it off the dog. It doesn’t budge but it turns its attention towards me.One swat of the paw and I go crashing into the trees.My vision is blurry as I try to sit up, my whole body aching from the impact with the trees. I let out a groan and fall back down.Oh God!I feel hot breath on my face and when I look up, it’s the wolf.I dazedly wonder if it is going to kill me.But then, it just transforms into a man, a man with a heavy build and grey hair. He’s not young by any means but he’s strong. I can sense even in my injured state, and I’m scared.He crouches down and grabs my chin, studying my face. After a few moments, his lips curve, “Mason wasn’t exaggerating. You are a beauty. Hm, you’ll do nicely.”“W-What?” I stammer, feeling dizzy and nauseous. I try to look behind him, “The do-”“The useless animal is dead,” The man says, cruelly. “I think you should b
I am back in the field.The moment I open my eyes and see the flowers, I feel a staggering sense of relief and I crumple to my knees.Today there is no one here. There is a nice breeze blowing but I don’t notice it. I wrap my arms around myself and sob in loud gasping cries.I know this is a dream.I know this isn’t real.I must have passed out during the torture.And then I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders. Startled out of my tears and fear, I look up and my eyes widen before I throw myself into the arms of my most precious person. “Ben!”My brother.Ben tightens his hold on me as I sob in his arms, repeating his name like a mantra, “Ben. Ben. Ben.”He lowers his head on top of mine, “How’ve you been, kid?”I pull away, enough to look at him, and my voice breaks, “I don’t want to go back, Ben. Don’t make me go back. I – They’re hurting me, Ben! It hurts!”I see anger and a helpless grief fill his eyes, “I know, kid. I know.”“So, please,” I grab a fistful of his shir
“Do whatever you like,” I murmur, looking away from him. “Leave me alone. I want to sleep.”His finger runs over my cheek, his voice thoughtful, “He left your face untouched. “I guess I should be grateful for that.”I scoff but don’t say anything.He seemingly waits for a response and then says, “If you want to sleep, I can offer you better accommodations.”“No thanks,” I say, dryly. “I don’t want to revisit the torture chamber again. Once was enough.”“I meant by personal chambers,” Logan is stroking my face. “You can sleep in my bed.”I look at him now and I remember what I said to Ben.I could give in.What’s the worse that will happen?He’s the Alpha. He’ll give me a place to belong.However, my thoughts go to Balin for some reason and my heart skips a beat. “What is your answer?”I stare at the old Alpha, “You’re not young. You expect me to believe that you don’t have a mate.”His lips curve and I see a terrifying emotion on his eyes, “I’ve had plenty of mates. But t
“Damion?”I gape at him, more so at the blood splattered all over his hands and face.He grins at me, “Miss me?”“W-What?” My head is filled with concern and confusion. “What are you doing here?”“Saving you,” He announces, cheerfully, causally wiping blood on his black pants. I feel so bewildered, watching him stride in with that lazy attitude, not a care in the world.“You can’t be here!” I hiss, my eyes darting towards the door. “If Logan comes in-”“You mean that old fart?” Damion asks with a frown. “He’s not here right now. Apparently, there was some explosion in some part of the territory.”From the sneer on his face, I have a feeling he had something to do with that.As he approaches, even without my wolf senses, I can still smell the stench of blood on him. However, this is not the time to swap stories. “You need to get out of here!” I tell him urgently. “Even if Logan isn’t here, there will be other shifters around. One human can’t-”He sits down on the bed next t
His smile makes a shiver run down my spine.He doesn’t smell like one of us!So what is he?He takes a step towards me, and I’m frozen in fear, unable to move.His hand comes up and cups my cheek, his touch tender, his amber eyes full of wild mischief, “No, little wolf, but what I am is very interested in you.”I stare at him, wary, “Who are you?”His smile is cheeky but when he leans closer, I can feel the heat of desire build up inside of me. It’s a sudden reaction and it shakes me.He gives me a knowing smile, murmuring, “You’ll find out later.”He takes my hand and when he tries to pull me with him, I dig my heels in, my heart pounding, “That old witch, did you-?”This time when Damion turns to look at me, he looks displeased, “She was one of mine. I would never have harmed her.”I open my mouth to ask what he means by ‘one of mine’ but he looks over my shoulder and a mildly irritated expression crosses his face, “Come on. They seem to have discovered that you are missing
“What is it?” Damion’s voice makes me shiver.Something is very wrong with me. I know it. I shouldn’t be reacting like this to him.Even if for one moment, I don’t think this anything to do with James, the fact that this person is so much at ease with the idea of blood and death. How can I be lusting after such a terrifying person?I try to keep my tone even, “What are you?”His laughter is a low husky sound and I sink my teeth into my lower lip, trying to keep in my reaction to even his voice. It’s not like I haven’t met good-looking males before. However, I have never once reacted like this to one. It’s like my own body is not mine to control.Damion doesn’t seem to be aware of my internal struggle, “Why is it so important that you know?”“Because no shifter species that I know of is capable of wiping out an entire pack the way you just did. You’re not even hurt! Not even a scratch!”“That’s not true,” he says, holding out his hand from behind me. “I got a scratch while
The kiss isn’t sweet or soft. It’s hot and hard. The way Damion grabs my chin, keeping me in place as he ravages my mouth has me seeing stars. This is the first kiss I’ve shared with another male since James died. I thought I would feel more guilty, but I can’t think past my wildly beating heart, this all-consuming desire within me. It’s like I had been starved of water for so long and this is the first sip I’ve gotten in years.This shouldn’t feel so right.But it does.There is a twinge of guilt inside of me which keeps growing. What is this desperate need inside of me?!Unable to combat this mixture of growing desire and guilt, I pull away, panting. Damion tries to pull me in again, a look of dark hunger in his eyes, but I hold him off, “No. Stop.”“Why?” He looks displeased by this turn of events and I can see a sulky expression form on his face. “You didn’t hate it.”“That’s not it,” I mutter, trying to leave his hold but he simply refuses to release me.“Then what