Rattlesnake Jake Rango Novels & Stories

She knew what all the man was saying is true, but she also knew it was all done by rogues who have no control over their instincts. They all should not be blamed for the doings of rogues that couldn't keep together their shit. Why the entire race is to suffer for doings of few wolves? "They....they are rogues....pack wolves never hurt -" Ray's grip tightens further on her jaw... making a scream to leave her lips.Drops of blood falling down from the corner of her lips. But he doesn't bother. His eyes burning in hatred. "Did I asked you to open your mouth bitc*? Did I asked for your explanation?"

**Elena's POV** The rustling intensified, echoing through the underbrush like a whirlwind of impending doom. I strained my eyes, peering into the shadows with a mix of fear and anticipation. The darkness seemed alive, a churning sea of leaves and branches that obscured whatever approached us. Jake tightened his grip on my arm, his breathing heavy but controlled. "Whatever it is, I'm not leaving you," he murmured, his firm voice evincing a courage that, until now, had lain dormant within him.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Dario walking out of the place, body coated in blood. “You’re not special, Alpha Jason. You’re just a low life, a disgusting, irritating and selfish person. You’re no different from Williams. Did you think I came in here without a plan?” Jake snarled, leaping at the wolf again, dragging him by his tail again. Jake towered over him again. “I won’t kill you even if you’re nothing but a useless bastard. The people have a right to see the face of the traitor who had been exploiting them, don’t you think?” Jake says.