Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes

Goosebumps littered my skin as I paused to take a look at the scene in front of me.

It was a sea of bodies and a pool of blood. An image I had seen so many times but could not get used to.

My heart pounded with adrenaline, fear and thrill at the same time. It was so much to feel at a time that I felt like I was a tad bit insane.

“No!” I screamed on top of my voice as the little warrior in front of me dropped dead. His body falling limp from the fatal slash by the general’s claws.

The General. A fierce warrior that I had not seen up close despite the amount of times we had fought against each other.

Too strong, brutal and commanding, was the best way to describe him but was also all the reasons I hated him.

Fueled by the adrenaline and anger, I charged harder, killed faster and brutally, leaving none a chance of survival once they made contact with me.

The more tigers I killed, the more I felt the bond snap with less and less presence, indicating that my men were dying, and dying fast.

Faster than we were killing them.

“Retreat!” I roar out, both through the mindlink and outwardly.

It was bad.

Terrible.

I could see that my men were down to fifty at most and if my calculations were right, the tigers were at least four hundred.

It was a lost cause to keep fighting.

We had to retreat as we waited for reinforcements.

Reinforcements that were supposed to be here two days ago and had still not arrived.

I was so mad at that but my priority right now, were the warriors who came to battle with me.

I had to protect them as I was the only general still standing. Stacy laid limp in my arms as I carried her, bringing the others to safety at a little underground hut I had mapped out a day before, knowing very well that the reinforcements may come late again as usual.

“I'm slowing you down. Let me go”. She blurted out as she shook with a force I understood.

Fear of not wanting to die but the bravery of sacrifice. I was not having it.

“There's no way I'm leaving you. Hold on please.” I can't as I run with her in my arms.

It was not easy and my arms screamed from her weight probably due to the fatigue they felt from keeping me alive for over five days of nonstop battle.

I could hear them also gaining ground and getting closer to us with each passing second and so I chose to do the craziest thing I could.

I chose to be the bait.

Yes, I have some resentment for the pack but all that ceased with my men. I rode for battle with two other commanders and about five hundred men but we were down to fifty. It was a fatal defeat but I could not let every single one of them die because of me.

“Solren. You know what to do.” I said to my assistant whom I met as soon as I drafted in the army. One that usually responded to commands with a sharp yes but fine the first time, he hesitated and gave a subtle nod to say that he understands.

I immediately got up, steeling my heart as although I have said it countless times that I do not fear death, now that it's in front of me, I could not help but panic a little.

“Please don't.” Stacy pleads as she holds my leg with her good hand, already knowing my plans by just seeing my expression and the short signal with Solren.

“It was nice fighting beside you all. Solren will get you all back to the pack safely.” I said and turned away, not bothering to take another glance as I could already hear the sniffles.

Tears of my own pooled in my own eyes as I was moved by the thought that at least some people would cry about my death.

Blinking them back, I was back in the direction I could hear them searching from.

“Kill every single one you see that still breathes but I want the commender alive.” I hear the General state with a commanding voice that somehow seemed to have an effect on me.

I was a werewolf. The only commanding voice that should move should be my Alpha’s but I shook away the thought as that wasn't important.

“She's here. You don't have to desperately search for me, you'll make me blush.” I stated with a straight face that didn't match my words at all and could already see that some of them looked at me like I was insane.

I loved it because I actually was.

Feeling the air around me shift, I immediately knew that it was the General behind me even before I turned.

He always had that aura, and even from afar, I could feel it.

I was not an omega and the presence of another strong person who was at par with an alpha should not affect me this much but it did.

I stood my ground though and turned to face him with my head held high but was not ready to be blown off my feet at the sight in front of me.

I was not one to swoon and especially not at my enemy but damn, he was fine.

Too fine that some part of me wished that he was not my enemy but as usual, fate was cruel to me.

Mentally shaking my head, I come back to reality.

“We're literally going to die and you're admiring the person that'll kill us. Stupid human.” My wolf complained with her voice dripping with annoyance and sarcasm at the same time, it almost made me laugh out loud.

“What is so amusing, you lunatic.” One of the men who were just watching me like a hawk asks, which made me realize that I had let my smile out, but I just shrugged in response.

This was not the time to beg or be remorseful. They were definitely going to kill me, might as well just lose all the manners I had.

“Shut up.” I responded to the man that immediately charged at me, but was stopped by the general who just cleared his throat.

The sound brought my attention to him and I surprisingly found his eyes on me when mine met his.

“Ugh, so gorgeous.” I said in my head.

“Shut up!” My wolf yelled back which made me snicker.

“Master, why isn't she dead yet?” A beautiful woman who although was covered in blood still looked insanely gorgeous asks, but he doesn't respond and just stares at me.

His stare was so intense that I could not help but shift from one foot to the other.

I could not even guess what he was thinking as he had no expression on his face.

“Bind her and put her on the horse. I'm taking her hostage.” He tells his men who just groan in annoyance. Most of them groaned very lowly like they didn't want him to hear.

As the man whom I just told to shut up approached me, I smiled up at him which seemed to annoy him even more than he already was, which only amused me.

He was easy to annoy.

I could feel the tiger general’s eyes on me as the man yanked me up like I sighed nonmore than a pencil.

“Well, that was disrespectful.” I said while rolling my eyes once I landed very not gracefully on the horse, earning a scowl from him.

“Shut up.” The General says to me with a scowl of his own.

“Ooh, he talks.”