LOGIN“Stop this madness I beg of you!” Her throat was getting hoarse and her voice rougher as she kept screaming her way down the forest.
“You can't do this to me! You simply can't!” Her wide eyes were raw red as she glared at his side profile. Sighing, he turned back to face her and for a moment, she felt they would bump into the bark of a gigantic tree and die off. “The track! Road! Focus on the road!” Her eyes grew wider. Chuckling, he gave her a wink and turned back to face the road. “Do you care about me now?” Barking out a laughter of disbelief at her situation, she hissed a curse at him beneath her breath before easing into the chair, with her hands now cuffed right in front of her. Where the fuck was he taking her? “We are going to my pack.” He said and a new wave of terror hit her. “Were you listening to my…my thoughts?” She whispered with shaky breaths. “Your thoughts? Pffft.” He turned to face her again, his now green eyes glinting with mischief. “Were you thinking about me?” “You are a crazy bastard! Let me go!” She yelled, frantically waving her hands about in the air. With an irritated sigh from him, she felt herself jerk forward as he pressed the brakes of the gigantic monstrosity of a vehicle he was riding on. Breathing heavily, she turned to face him with anger and hatred in her eyes. “I should have gagged you.” “Fuck you!” She screeched, her throat going raw as her voice ceased. “Gladly, but with your consent, mate.” He snickered. Was this really the terrorist she and her team have been hunting down? Why did he look…feel so…so boyish and free and EVIL! Yes, he is evil! Hence the reason for her kidnap. “My people will come for me.” She threatened and turned away from him towards the window, not wanting to hear what else he had to say. “Your name. What is your name?” Snapping her head back to face him, she spat out the name she has been used to being called almost all her life. “Number 389.” “Ho…” He opened his mouth to speak but a knock on his side of the window paused all words in his throat. It was the sexy guy from earlier. “Is there a problem, Alpha?” He asked, poking his head in and letting his eyes scan all over her body and chair like she would suddenly produce a weapon to attack his leader. She gladly would though, if she wasn't bound. “No.” There was a moment of silent communication that she could not understand and suddenly the sexy guy started nodding before backing off. “You can keep me against my will all you want, but you will never force me into doing your biddings.” “Is that so?” He asked with a crooked grin and the infuriation in her chest grew even higher, bubbling like a venom at the back of her throat. She was ready to spew it at him at any moment when he suddenly leaned closer, their breath mingling in the gradually hot air between them. “Stay back, stay back! What do you think you are doing?” She asked, her eyes wide and searching his now black ones. “Claiming you as mine.” His voice was deeper now and the aura was far different from when he was green eyed. “You…” She pushed out her cuffed hands at him as her eyes grew even wider from the shock of the realization hitting her. “Are you real? You are real! What souls have you eaten up you wizard?” She asked, fighting so hard to merge into the car seat. How did his eyes go back to being black? “Please stop! Stop this witchery!” He paused midair and blinked, his eyes now back to being green with a fleeting emotion of hurt. “I am not a witch, mate.” His head tilted to the side but she just turned her head away and faced the window. “Mate?” She flinched when she felt his cold fingertips brush against her skin. “Get. away. from. me.” She hissed and pressed her forehead against the window. *** “We are here.” She blinked her eyes open at the entirely new city before her, surrounded by the thick forest trees. “Where are we?” She asked, turning back to look at him, an action she regretted instantly. She tasted fear at the back of her tongue when she met his half green and half black eyes. His emotion was unreadable as he looked straight ahead. “My pack.” Was his casual response. “Your…your what?” She stuttered, swallowing almost immediately. Dragging his eyes to meet hers, the corner of his lips kicked up. “Welcome to my pack, mate.” “Come…” He extended his hand towards her but she only glared at it before glaring back up at him. “Do you have some kind of animal spirit possessing you or something?” Shrugging, he pushed the car’s door open and stepped out. Almost immediately a pack of wolves rushed out of the surrounding trees towards him. “WATCH OUUUTTT!” She yelled out of panic before snapping her mouth shut and chiding herself for caring about his wellbeing. “You can fucking get torn apart for all I care.” She hissed only for her jaw to drop when all ten wolves skidded to a stop and bowed to him in submission. “Wha…” The question died off in her tongue as the wolves turned towards her direction all at once, their piercing eyes staring directly into her soul. An urgent tap at the window made her jump in her seat, her heart thumping against her ribcage. “It's high time you step out, human.” The sexy guy said, a hint of a smile on his lips. “Are you out of your mind?” She asked in her hoarse voice, squeezing her eyes shut at the pain in her throat. “No. You need to meet the council members.” Oh heavens! What in the name of madness was this? She gaped at him, exasperated. “What the hell are you talking about?” She pushed out only for her side of the door to get opened. “No. No.” She began to struggle but the tight cuffs on her hands wouldn't let her move freely. “Uncuff her.” The terrorist ordered from where he stood, now looking at her. With a nod, the lady who opened the door gave way and the sexy guy walked over to her side and uncuffed her. Thinking really fast for a way out of this madness, the only thing she could think to do was infuriate the mad terrorist. Grabbing the sides of the sexy guy's face, she muttered an apology before slamming her lips into his.Gritting his teeth, he fist clenching and unclenching at what Madame Comfort and Finn made him do, he turned the hallway right into chaos. Halting, he took in the scene before suddenly running forward. “What is going on here?” Growling, he moved to wrap his arms around the crying Quinn. His eyes flashed on see goosebumps line her skin.Finn sighed, “She…” he paused, then shook his head before looking at Madam Comfort, his long white hair already a messy nest on his scalp. The woman in his arms suddenly turned around, her red rimmed eyes glaring up at him.“Where have you been?” He swallowed, his heartbeat skipping two beats at the closeness between them. “At work.” He blurted out. He watched her watch him, her eyes squinting before she opened her mouth again, “I want to go back home.” He blinked first before his head snapped up to Madam Comfort’s thoughtful eyes. “I…I don't understand what you are saying Babe. What do you mean?” He plastered an uncertain smile on his face, hi
“...my father invading this pack.” He spewed, his breath almost choking him as he pushed his hands into his pocket. “What do you mean?” Theodore was the first to ask, his brows shot up in the air. He raised a brow at Theodore. “You just said the traitors took their lives, how is it possible that there will be an invasion from your father? How valid is that information?” The remaining council members nodded to Theodore's words. He wanted to grab the motherfucker and punch the truth out of him but he held his ground. “There was a suicide note left behind.” He spat, walking to stand right in front of the seated Theodore.“Why does it feel like you are more concerned about the enemy and the traitors than you are about your pack?” He watched Theodore's face freeze in shock before he jumped to his feet, his eyes wide.“Alpha?” He called, his voice a little shaky. “Don’t give me a reason to suspect you.” He hissed into Theodore's ear when all he really wanted to do was grab him and t
Damon sat on the throne, looking down at the pack members scattered around the throne room, his fingers gripping his pants.He had the entire eyes of the pack members glued to him. Finn wasn't present in the throne room today, it was better to avoid questions about a witch being in the midst of werewolves and why Finn was in her body. “I'll make the announcement only once.” He started, leaning back into his throne, his jaws working. “Four traitors have been found in the midst of the council members…” He paused and watched the faces of his pack members one after the other. In as much as he itched to do what was on his mind, he had to follow the plan “Lady Olive, Sir Enzo, Sir Maximus and Sir Conrad.” He called out, his eyes flickering to where Theodore sat tensed on his seat trying too hard to look unbothered. “They all committed suicide before they could be interrogated, leaving us with nothing to hold on to.” The silence in the room became static as low murmurs started across
“She died!” The man cried, his wide eyes fixated on the dagger pinning his hand into the wooden table. Finn stumbled backwards, suddenly forgetting how to breathe as his hands frailed in the air in search of something to lean on. His now blurry eyes moved from the ex councilman to Damon who was already on his feet. Damon already had his eyes on him, his lips tucked in, his face tensed and the veins on his face becoming visible. “What do you mean? My mother is dead?” Finn gasped from where he leaned against the wall. But the man didn't answer, he had his head now sagging against his chest as he continued to whimper. Eyeing the pierced palm, Damon took hold of the hilt and dragged it across the man's palm. “Fucking answer him.” “She…I…was….I was told she die…” Damon's teeth clenched so hard that his head began to ache. “And Finn's sister?” He pushed, his hands holding on to the bloody edge of the table. He watched Conrad shake his head, no. “Your words.” He pressed, pushing t
Damon walked through the hallway, his face blank of emotions as Finn hurried right behind him.“This isn't my body so I can't keep up!” Finn huffed, half running. But Damon’s strides widened instead. “Fuck man! Slow down!” This time it was Irene's voice.“OUCH! Jeez!” Finn ran head first into Damon's back. Stumbling backwards, he began to rub on his nose before looking up at the back of Damon's head.“What the hell was that for!?” Damon turned, his eyes absolutely black making Finn swallow down the words at the tip of his tongue. “Alpha?” He bowed his head, shutting his eyes in frustration. “I am sick of hearing her voice.” “Shit!” “What was that just now?” “Nothing!” Finn interjected instantly, Irene's body tensing up. “You want me to reject the mate bond so you can start tormenting me with that voice?” “I…”“You need your body back, I can't keep a woman who isn't Quinn and Iris around me.” Finn's head jerked up and his lids fluttered at Damon, his face twisting into a so
“Didn’t you say you took off the object that triggered the portal?” He furrowed his brows at the figure on the bed. “I did.” Finn answered for the umpteenth time, another sigh escaping his lips. “And she has no connection to them anymore?”“Yes.” Finn hissed, his palm rubbing against his forehead. “Then how the hell did she get out of this room!?” He looked up, meeting Madame Comfort's shifty eyes.But the woman just shrugged and walked away. “The door was shut.” He started, looking towards Finn who looked like he wanted to burrow into the ground. “Maybe you should just allow us to wake her up and ask her our…” “No! Absolutely not! You can't do that. Didn't you hear her yesterday? She is getting her memories…” Finn tucked his lips into a straight line, his eyes blinking every time Damon started another sentence as his hands folded on his laps.“DAMON!” Madame Comfort yelled out and let out a huff right after. “She'll eventually get her memories back.” She deadpanned, her eyes
A force slammed her back into her seat, her veins thrumming with rushing blood as heat began to rise up her neck.“What the hell do you think you are DOING!?” The sexy guy hissed at her, his eyes reddish and wild. “I…” She opened her mouth to talk but bit back a scream as the body of the man befor
She felt the air as her body fell forward only to open her eyes to a strange environment and a pair of legs few feet away. Lifting her eyes up the body in front of her, she jerked at the sight of the clam ones staring down at her. Blinking down at the gun still in her hand, her lids widened and s
“Alpha!”He snapped his head back to see his Beta waving a red piece of cloth at him behind thick fumes of smoke.Fuck! His eyes darted around in time to catch a snipper stationed at the far end of a building. Double fuck! He hissed, bending forward as he clutched his groin. This human the moon
"Mate!" He growled, grabbing her by the waist as he leaned in to sniff her neck. Her mouth hung open in shock and her eyes bulged as he swiftly dodged a spear sent their way, carrying her along with him, his nose still on her neck. Who was this stranger? And how could he cling onto her this way







