Semua Bab MY SECOND-CHANCE MATE IS A WOLF HUNTER: Bab 21 - Bab 30

I stared at my beta and pack elders.They had shut up just as I asked.I felt a surge of satisfaction run through my veins.It made it far easier for me to reign in my wolf which had been eager to come out. I was the Alpha and my wolf was eager to remind these people and the rest of the pack. How could they still defy me in their hearts even when I was their supreme? My wolf was eager to make them submit.Of course, I knew that it would work. I was the Alpha after all. I could definitely brute force obedience from them, but it wasn’t loyalty.I couldn’t just try to make them submit. For the same reason, I couldn’t let them see just how close I had come to losing control and letting my wolf out.Maybe in the times of my father and his father before him, I could have done that, but now times are different. It was ironic in a way that even as we wolves prided ourselves as being superior to humans, we still went ahead to adopt some of their customs.Such as choosing a ruler based on polit

I found that stopping myself from ripping out Phoenix’s throat was the most difficult thing that I had done in my entire life.My entire body twitched as I suppressed the strong, no powerful, desire to shift.My vision was getting tainted with a deep red that I was already very familiar with.In the back of my mind, which I wasn’t currently using to suppress my wolf, I expected Phoenix to run. That would have been both the normal and appropriate reaction for any human who was facing an enraged wolf. But Phoenix didn’t run.Then, as he stood there for even much longer, I expected him to reach for his weapons in fear of his life. Maybe his sword or maybe his guns.I also knew that when he did that I wouldn’t be able to stop my wolf from coming out. I would shift faster than he could blink, and then I would rip out the arm holding the weapon. Then I would rip out his other arm for good measure. That was all before I gave him the finishing blow by ripping out his throat last.I knew that

I whirled back immediately.Morning had been walking behind the group, and she had been distracted, most likely because of me and what happened back in the cave. This seemed to have given ample opportunity to the invocate who was now holding a silver dagger to her throat.The dagger was pressed hard against her neck and I saw that she had screamed at the pain in her neck, which was visibly burning under the dagger.Anger clouded my eyes as I reached for my sword. How dare they threaten Morning like that?“Don’t move, or this wolf gets it!” The invocate shouted. He tried to sound fierce, but I noticed the crack in his voice. Orlaith had turned back to see the man who had dared sneak up from behind him.The invocate was young, and I knew he was barely higher than an acolyte. He must have been a star student to get into the field at sixteen.His eyes darted to the sides of us.My hand had frozen over my sword at his threat, but as soon as I saw his fearful eyes I knew that he was only me

My mother shifted into a great and beautiful white wolf.She was by far the biggest wolf I had ever seen, except for my father.But I noticed that many patches of white fur was missing from her coat. Instead there was red and bruised skin visible in many spots. But the burned area had seemed to shrink overall.It may have had something to do with her great size.But in her wolf form she seemed to be able to ignore the wounds.Or at least that was what I thought before I saw that there was a huge burnt patch on one of her legs and she was very visibly shifting her weight away from that leg so that she could stand better on her remaining three legs.At the sight of her wolf, the hunters seemed to finally become serious and their stances straightened. But before they could make a move towards her, my mother leaped towards them. She closed a distance of twenty feet in a mere instant. And she landed on the leader who had been talking about all the wolves she had killed.I stood frozen to m

I stopped myself from recalling more of the past because the moment after that had been too painful to bear. My father had successfully repelled the hunter attack, in fact he was the first alpha to do so, but there was no joy in his eyes that day after he learnt of the price he had paid.I rested against a tree in the forest.My reaction to what Phoenix told me had probably been too strong, I knew it but I could hardly help it. It was difficult enough staying around him when I knew fully well that he was a hunter. The same race and group of people that my father had sworn revenge on as his madness over took him.But when Phoenix had told me that he was the son of their leader, of their Alpha, I just couldn’t take it. That meant that it had been his father who orchestrated all those attacks. It was his father who killed my mother.I was alone in the woods so I was able to calm down my rage before I shifted and did things I would hate myself for later. It has truly been lucky that Phoen