Mag-log inAlpha Bran’s POV
My wolf was furious that she was sitting with other men. He wanted to break free and run along the side of the jeep behind us where our mate was. Her mouthwatering vanilla and Lavender scent was firing my senses even at this distance.
Why would Moon Goddess give me a human to protect? And especially this weak one? She was not even eighteen, petite and so fragile that I could snap her neck in two with my bare hands in a fraction of a second. And if I tried to fuck her, I would tear her apart. I gnashed my teeth even thinking that I would fuck her. No, I won't touch her.
I was sitting in the SUV with Saskia, holding her hand like I was holding for life, trying to leash thoughts and my restless wolf. I clenched my jaws so hard that my teeth hurt. Not realizing. I squeezed Saskia's hand a little too hard.
"Bran?" Saskia whimpered. I must be looking like shit.
I snapped open my eyes and realized that I had not talked to Saskia at all ever since we started from the casino.
"What?" I asked, irritated.
She cringed and looked hurt.
Damn it. Saskia was my fiancé. She needed to know what was going on in my mind, but I was ashamed to tell anyone that my mate was a weak human who I had bought for two million dollars at an auction.
Everyone knew my loath for humans. Beta Aric, Gamma Bane and Lupin already knew about it but through my mind link I had asked them to stay quiet about it else they would suffer the consequences. I suspected that Saskia also knew, but she wasn't acknowledging which was good. I didn't want to put a human between us.
"I am sorry to have disturbed you," she said.
I had to do something to stop this crazy attraction which was beyond my control. My whole body was humming to the tune of the one who was in the jeep behind me. The mere thought of her made my erection shot up and my balls were painfully tight. I needed to divert my attention like anything.
Feeling stifled, I opened my jacket and shirt. It was beginning to get hot in this confined space.
"Come here." I pulled Saskia in my lap. My wolf protested but I forced him down.
Werewolf packs were all about power. If I married a strong she-wolf, we would be seen as a powerful couple. And so rejecting my mate would be the best option.
"Do you love me, Bran?" she asked this question a hundredth time.
Yes," I replied absent mindedly. I threaded my fingers in her head and said, "Why don't we get married by the next full moon?" I would mark her after rejecting the little human.
She chuckled. "You know that I can't marry so soon. Let us first focus on our mission of strengthening our pack. After marriage, I would like to settle down with you."
I don't know why she had reservations in marrying me and I didn't like it.
"Marriage won't stop us from achieving our goals."
She cupped my cheeks with her palms. "I promise I will marry you as soon as I feel I am ready."
Bane's voice suddenly sounded in my head. "She is running away!"
What the FUCK?
How dare she?
My emotions were all over the place. My wolf roared in anger. I gritted my teeth.
That little bitch!
When I looked behind, I realized that we were far ahead. I asked the chauffeur to turn back. I was surprised that we had come at least a mile ahead of the jeep. I pushed Saskia from my lap.
"What happened, Bran?" she asked with a reluctant cry.
"It's nothing." I zipped my pants up.
"Should I come with you?" she asked.
"No!" I snapped. I opened the door of the moving SUV. "I will be right back. Stay inside,"
I said to Saskia and then jumped out of the moving car for reasons I didn't know why.
I ran faster than the car. Reaching Bane, I grated, "Where is she?"
He pointed to the left towards a bush. "She wanted to relieve her bladder and then she didn't come back. Lupin and Aric have gone after her.
My body was strong, but my mind, however... With a roar, I lunged towards the forest after her. I charged forward through the darkness of the forest, easily seeing with my enhanced vision.
The forest was a labyrinth of oaks and aspens, and fallen logs and streams, yet I could scent her from miles away amongst so many smells.
I should have warned her not to do anything stupid until I rejected her. The little human opted to run away? From me? The strongest Alpha? After going through so much in my life, nothing surprised me, but her actions surprised the hell out of me.
Running into the forest filled with wild beasts was one thing, but plotting an escape throughout the journey was something else. I couldn't decide whether she was crazy or had no regard to her life. In any case, she would be a thorn on my side and I had to remove the thorn as soon as possible.
I jumped over a fallen log, uprooted a tree in my way and leapt over a small stream to reach her. She was mine. The rage in me that she had escaped, blinded me with madness.
She was a runner and tricked my best men. She didn't know one thing. I could smell her from miles away.
Fury filled my chest as I hunted for my prey. I was going to get her back and throw her in the dungeons forever to rot for defying me.
Nobody dared to play with me.
Her scent was barely a few meters away. I was going to get her when a low feral snarl arose. A pack of rogues was staring at her from behind the bushes and she had no clue. My fangs and claws lengthened. I wanted to kill them.
I opened my mind link with Bane and Lupin. "We have rogues," I warned and gave them my coordinates. Rogues roamed around the woods often.
They inched closer to her and my wolf pushed me to protect his mate. She appeared frozen to the spot. I was outnumbered by that pack of rogues, and my logic said that I should wait for my warriors. They were near. I could feel it. I crept behind her slowly.
Suddenly, one of the rogues jumped in the air towards her. She spun at her place and let out a piercing scream. Before the rogue could reach her, I leapt at him shifting into my wolf, slashing my claws across its neck and torso.
A rogue from the other side clawed my torso, but that didn't matter. I sank my fangs in his throat. Its blood splattered on my face as its body lay on the ground. Bane and Lupin joined me soon and the fight was over within seconds. All five of them were either dead or so badly injured that they couldn't move from their place. Rivulets of blood soaked the ground.
I snapped my head in her direction, breathless. She was backing up, looking frenzied, her eyes darting blindly in the dark. But I didn't feel pity for her, only anger. I shifted and came to stand behind her.
"Who's there?" she cried. "What's going on?" She spun and hit my chest.
"You've been a bad little human," I grated.
She sucked in a breath and stepped away from me. I could smell her fear and defiance.
"I will not go with you!" she cried.
She turned to run away, but I held her wrists and yanked her towards me. She hit my chest again and every muscle in my body strained as she held my biceps for support as electricity jolted in me upon contact.
My body shuddered at this unusual reaction. Without thinking, I grabbed her thighs and hauled her over my shoulder. She was... feather light.
She screamed loudly, "Leave me!"
I slapped her butts hard and in a guttural voice I recognized as my own, said, "You will pay for this, Serafine."
As I carried her back, my senses overwhelmed me. The smell of her sex was right beside me and all I could think of was various ways to devour that pussy. I should have rejected her and throw her to the rogue wolves, but all I ended up doing was to go back with her to my SUV.
I blamed my wolf for going against two of the most notorious men in the human world and the werewolf world. Lucky was now my enemy. And Jace—he was going to be more trouble than he already was.
All of this for saving a weak girl whose sex smelled heaven, who had shapely legs and thighs and in whose pussy I wanted to pierce my fangs. It took every bit of my willpower to not cede control and throw her on the forest floor and claim her right there.
No.
I was going to get rid of her as soon as possible, I promised myself.
Serafine's POV His touch was hot and rough against me. The contact was electric and I shivered as I became quiet for a moment, puzzled, focused at the place where our skins touched. Did he notice this or was I imagining? His face was pressed against the side of my buttock and his hot and ragged breath fell on my skin. I could feel his fingers digging in the flesh of my thighs or were they his sharp claw-like nails? He muttered curses as he carried me, gripping me tightly with both his hands. I kicked and flailed but he carried me effortlessly back. The man had hard muscles all over and I felt I was hitting a brick wall. This couldn't be happening. I was desperate to run. One week without sunlight, without friends and family in a small room. My mother was out there all alone, nervous and trying to find me, whereas my existence had come to a stagnant state, punctuated by occasional beatings. I ran twice and I was caught twice. What rotten luck. "Leave me!" I begged through my tea
Alpha Bran’s POVMy wolf was furious that she was sitting with other men. He wanted to break free and run along the side of the jeep behind us where our mate was. Her mouthwatering vanilla and Lavender scent was firing my senses even at this distance. Why would Moon Goddess give me a human to protect? And especially this weak one? She was not even eighteen, petite and so fragile that I could snap her neck in two with my bare hands in a fraction of a second. And if I tried to fuck her, I would tear her apart. I gnashed my teeth even thinking that I would fuck her. No, I won't touch her.I was sitting in the SUV with Saskia, holding her hand like I was holding for life, trying to leash thoughts and my restless wolf. I clenched my jaws so hard that my teeth hurt. Not realizing. I squeezed Saskia's hand a little too hard. "Bran?" Saskia whimpered. I must be looking like shit.I snapped open my eyes and realized that I had not talked to Saskia at all ever since we started from the casino
Serafine's POV The man who paid for me was tall and broad, just like the man who bought me. His sapphire blue eyes had a kind look, but were framed by a stern square face. Light brown locks fell on his forehead. There were two more men with him who looked equally fierce and imposing. The moment he paid for me, he took his jacket out and gave it to me to wear it. "I am Beta Aric," he said in a startlingly soft voice. In fact, too softly for his personality. And what was with their unusual names of Alpha and Beta. Were there any Gammas too? He introduced his men, "And these two are our warriors, Gamma Lupin and Gamma Bane." I think I flipped, mentally.I didn't know where they were taking me. Perhaps it was some kind of an organization where people were named by hierarchies. The notion of having hierarchies was dreadful, as if they belonged to some kind of mafia. Were these people like Lucky Luciano? Will I be jolted into another series of events of being a slut? Terror gripped me
Alpha Bran’s POVI hated humans from the core of my heart. They were fragile creatures who entertained us and that's where their utility ended. They were beneath werewolves, and I was the strongest werewolf. There were way too many brothels, where the werewolves would rut the humans that were sold to them. I loathed them.My inner beast, Ryker, locked away my emotions somewhere deep down and emerged ruthless and cold, turning and directing every emotion into achieving my endgame. I had sexual needs, but they were like a necessary urge that my body needed to get over with.Ryker earned the position of the Alpha of the largest pack in and around Boston by challenging my father. I had killed him when I was barely sixteen and had shifted into my wolf for the first time. I loathed him. I hated him to the extent that if the Elders hadn't intervened, I would have ripped his body into pieces. He abused his mate, my mother and eventually crippled her. She had died a painful death.When I had j
Serafine's POV"This girl is a human virgin. She is special. Her bidding starts at fifty thousand dollars!"Monsters. Bright light blinded me as I heard those who were celebrating my auction. I'm standing at the center of the stage of a casino. Music roared, drums beat and I heard men whistling and passing lewd remarks. The air reeked of alcohol mingled with that of a strong cedar scent."One fifty thousand.” A rough grating voice sounded. I turned my gaze to the left to the direction of the voice. A man with light brown hair and hazel eyes was sitting on a chair, surrounded by all the girls that were just sold. He looked well- built with muscular arms. He pulled a terrified girl in his lap and grabbed her waist.He stared at me like a hawk and when our gazes met, I flinched. Hair on the back of my nape rose. Lucky Luciano, the mafia lord. It was said he had a certain kind of fetish for having sex. Many girls that he had bedded were found murdered and maimed in shady streets of Pennsy







