LoganHe’s ripping into me like a ravenous hyena, all teeth and jaw as he tears flesh from bone. He doesn’t like his position threatened. But he should have thought about that before coming to my doorstep. Now all I want is blood.Tarus and I circle each other. Eyes never leaving each other, always at attention. Muscles contracting, vibrating fur with the need to lunge. He snarls at me and I smirk. He lunges at me.A full-on assault. His wolf has no problem showing why he’s the Alpha. Instead of taking the offensive, Tarus is reduced to taking defensive tactics in a need for self-preservation. He has become weak He tries to eat away at my flesh slowly, making it hurt. The trail of blood saturates the ground, unable to be absorbed by the frozen earth. Paws drip, painting the mosaic of red abstract art on the canvas of life. My wolf doesn’t relent. He shows that the wrong decision was made. Sometimes you just have to learn the hard way in order for things to sink in. He had no chance
Logan The inability to move, fingers gripping into the earth as if I could hold on to it. Trying so hard to just hang on the fact that Logan would never leave me, he will come back.My tears stopped hours ago, yet somehow I just can’t seem to pick myself off the ground. I can’t get up. This is what love does. When it’s broken, it tears you apart.It ruins you in the end. “Ruby, it’s time to get up.” Layla is behind me, urging me to pick myself up. I wish somehow I could. I have done this to myself. I have no one to blame but me. I should have been stronger. I should have stopped it, fought harder against it. I was weak. “Take a step for me, Ruby, one foot in front of the other.” Layla sounds like her voice is cracking inside her throat. The only male that has ever loved me is gone and I ruined it. I threw it all away because I wasn’t strong or quick to stop Ethan.All I have left are memories now. That’s all I will ever have of him…memories. Logan saw me with Ethan, his dick
Ruby“I need to go home and pack, Ruby. I don’t have very much left here. You should start packing. tonight you and I could go visit you’re your friends in the pack to say goodbye.” I laugh slightly. “All right, Logan, we can go together.” “I won’t be long, okay? Just a few hours. Then we can just leave.” I give him a quick kiss, and he leaves to get his stuff. Taking my suitcases from out of the closet, I start packing everything I own, which really isn’t very much. While eating my meal, the wine is hard to swallow for some reason. I then jump on my bed a little before putting on the TV. I watch a couple of shows before my eyes start to feel droopy. I look at the clock and find it’s only been an hour. I decide to nap since I’m done packing, then wait for Logan.Sighing, I get up and walk towards the TV. I turn it off, and I’m about to walk to my bed when a knock on the door sounds. I frown, wondering who on earth it could be. Maybe it’s Logan, but the way the wolf approached w
“you know what your problem is, Ethan? I don’t think you know if you keep on going against me and doing stupid shits that ruins my reputation and the pack’s reputation. Why are you such a stupid shit. Good for nothing”I hate it when my father calls me that. He only does it when he’s very angry and that seems to be a lot now. He always angry at me these days. No one calls me stupid shit or useless. But those are his new names for me, it has been so for a while now.I just can’t get why he would do this, I get that he adopted my sister and I when we were just pups. I mean he doesn’t say shit like that to my sister. I guess I’m just the exception.And he always sneers it. Because my given name wasn’t his idea. It was my nanny who was more of a mother to me but sadly we lost her too early. She insisted on the name an it stuck.“Well? Do you?” There’s a bulging vein sticking out the side of his neck. “This a real question? You really want me to tell you what my problem is now father. Bec
RubyI make it to my Layla’s house. “I figured you’d show up.” Layla smiles as she uses the spatula to lift the cookies off the tray and put them on the cooling rack. I go for one, and she warns me like a mother hen, “Careful.” “I love when you make cookies. It makes the house smell wonderful and gives it a homey feeling.” That’s not here much anymore, and I’m not sure if it’s ever going to come back. “ I’m actually starting to hate this place more and more every day. I don’t know if it’s out of resentment because I’ve been kept here alone, and that’s because my mate is always busy with Logan now. No offence Ruby, to your mate, he pretty good to. but you need to tell him to cut my mate some slack. We have a young pup.” Layla says. “I’ve been dealing with the handful of a pup, so I had to do something. You know how baking just calms me.” She points at one of the cookies, letting me know it’s okay to pick up. I take a bite and think that six months ago I would have said nothing tast
RubyI ran to where Logan and Tarus were still fighting. Tarus spots me and tries to go after me but Logan stops him with a punch that sends me back a few paces.“ Come here mate” Tarus says. His words repulsing me.For Pete’s sake, Tarus. How many times do I have to say I’m not yours, I e never claimed to be yours?” I’d thought once Logan confronted him that would be end of it. Nope. He keeps on coming to destroy my happiness. I never imagined he will be this obsessed with me.“As if I would have listened. You and I are meant to be.”“No we’re not. Im not yours, never was. I’m with my mate now.”“shut up” He practically hissed the word.I froze. “How do you know about Layla?”“Because I’ve been watching. It took me forever to find you, and then I had to be careful lest they try and keep us apart. Didn’t you get my messages?”“What messages?” I asked through stiff lips, even as it hit her. Those emails I'd been getting, those texts, they must have been Tarus. I never mentioned them t