ADAIRA
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I waited patiently and listened carefully. The rogues were being rowdy, and from the sounds I could hear, it seemed like they were being gathered together for something, like they wanted to leave, maybe to invade another pack. The Rogue Alpha didn’t send any of his wolves to guard me, and I didn’t know whether to be elated or insulted. One one hand, I knew that it was a good thing because my escape would be easier without someone constantly watching me. On the other hand, if he didn’t send any guards here, then he didn’t consider me enough of a threat to do so. Even if this was a better option for my escape, my wolf was annoyed at being disregarded as a warrior, and I was annoyed at her for letting me down.
Now I wish I could actually communicate with my wolf, the curse words I would have used on her have not been invented yet. Instead, I settled for just projecting my anger about her actions, making sure she would feel the full brunt of my disappointment. She tried to send feelings of contriteness but I blocked them out, I wasn’t letting her off the hook so easily. If she could talk, I would ask her to explain what exactly happened when the Rogue Alpha touched us. Why did she become so complacent, and she fucking purred instead of gouging out his eyes with our claws, bloody traitor. No matter how good his touch felt, if the human side was too weak to resist it, she should have taken over and fought him. Isn’t that the point of having two souls in one body? So where one fails, the other would be there to pick them up.
I don’t know what the Rogue Alpha did to me, I just couldn’t understand my body and my wolf’s reaction to him. Sage wolves were the only wolves who could wield magic and their kind have been extinct for centuries. No one knows the true story of how they were all wiped off, there were so many different versions of one story. Some say, it was a spell by one of them that went horribly wrong. Some say they were all attacked by rogues and killed. Some say they were exiled after practising dark magic, and without their connection to the packs, their magic dwindled and died off. Whichever way, they were no longer in existence else I would have immediately concluded that the Rogue Alpha had bewitched me. And I don’t know why I insisted on calling him ‘the Rogue Alpha’ in my head, when I knew his name. The last survivor from one of the packs he ravaged had come to seek refuge in the Grenshaw pack and told us all about him, that was how we learned his name… Gavrael Wulfric.
His name was another mystery, no one has ever heard a name like that, especially his last name. One of the elder wolves of Grenshaw told us a story of a pack long forgotten, the Ryannon pack. He said they had lived in the mountains until a tragedy that made the mountain fall on them and crush them all to death. In his words, they paid the price for trying to change fate, and their bones lay where they perished till this day. No one knows if the story is true or false, I doubt it’s the truth. Wolves were wild creatures, we loved open spaces, we hated being confined. Why would a pack willingly live within a mountain, in such an enclosed space? It just didn’t make sense. And besides, what on earth would make a mountain crumble? And if it did crumble, wouldn’t there be a hill at least, a raised body of land to show that truly something big was destroyed there? There was no way a mountain fell down flat, every pack around here was on low lands, no hills or mountains anywhere for several miles, even to the next town.
Gavrael couldn’t possibly be from a pack like that, even if it had actually existed. According to the story, they were all dead anyway, and he couldn’t be centuries old. Wolves lived for a long time, but we weren’t immortal, and though we age slowly, after centuries, you would still look like an elderly person and your power would wane. Gavrael was definitely young, and his power was on another level. How was he able to hide for so long? No one in any pack we had asked so far knew where he came from. It seemed like he just dropped out of the sky one day, which was impossible. Thinking about the mystery surrounding Gavrael was beginning to give me a headache. If we could figure out where he came from and who he truly was, maybe we could use the information against him.
My ears perked up as I heard the sound of several wolves howling and running. I knew what that howl meant, it was a howl of battle, the rogues were going to attack another pack. This was my chance to escape. I waited for several minutes till the running footsteps receded and I could no longer feel Gavrael’s power as a sign that they had really left. I grabbed two bars of the cage and yanked them apart, there was no time to waste. As I stepped out of the cage, I could feel my wolf push for a shift but it wasn’t time yet so I restrained her. I needed to conserve energy for when we would need to run from this pack. First, I need to free Raed.
I moved cautiously around the side of the building, making sure to stay low to the ground and to stay upwind so my scent would not be carried by the breeze and alert any guards that may have been left behind. I found one guard leaning on the wall and pounced before he realised I was there. There was no time to fight, I snapped his neck and moved on. The next guard I met was a female, and she managed to scratch my forearm before I snapped her neck, the cut healed as I started moving forward again.
As I stepped into the clearing where Raed and the others were being held captive, the wind changed direction and I cursed inwardly as the three guards there immediately perked up. Their nostrils flared and I knew they had my scent. There was no need for stealth anymore, they already knew I was there. I charged at them but only two moved forward to attack me. The third just stood behind and from the unfocused look on her face, I immediately knew that she was mind linking their Alpha… Shit!
ADAIRA ~ I dodged the other two and ran towards the third one. If Gavrael returned here, our chances of escaping would be less than five percent. Because she was distracted by the mind link, she didn’t notice me coming for her till it was too late, I snapped her neck just as one of the two males pounced on me. They had both shifted to their wolves. I had an advantage, I knew that their Alpha didn’t want me dead so they wouldn’t strike to kill but I will. I grabbed the wolf at my back and tossed him aside just as the other one prepared to jump on me. They were trying to pin me down, subdue me and recapture me… over my dead body. I crouched as the second wolf dove for me, and swiped my claws on his soft underbelly. He howled in pain as he landed on the floor hard. I turned and faced the other one. Even after seeing what I did to his team mate, he still jumped to pounce on me. I crouched and did the same thing to him. They laid on the floor, bleeding from the deep cut to that sensitive
ADAIRA~I whirled with the full force of my anger, screaming with all the pain in my heart as my claws slashed across his face. But he stepped back a second before I could actually connect with his skin so my claws slashed uselessly in the space in front of his face instead of its intended target. How on earth was he so damn fast? I didn’t stop though, only an untrained warrior would do that, slowing down would just give your enemy an advantage. I let my body keep moving with the momentum of my first strike and used the force of it to deliver a kick. The obvious choice would have been a high kick to his jaw, and I knew he would anticipate that so when his quick reflex moved his upper body backward, I smirked. Unpredictability was a big advantage in a fight, especially one where I was so outmatched.I changed the direction of my kick at the very last minute and he howled with pain as my foot moved lower and connected with his knee. Despite the force of that blow, he only staggered. A
GAVRAEL ~ When I was informed that the white wolf had finally been captured, I was filled with so much longing. I gave strict instructions for no harm to come to her, and I immediately abandoned the pack of wolves I was leading to overtake another pack. I returned and found her asleep in one of the low cages, and though I hated the barrier between us, I knew that it was necessary for now until she agreed to be mine willingly. I have waited for her for so long, she was born to be mine, and I couldn’t wait to claim her. Just the thought of it made me ache so badly. I crouched outside her cage and reached through the bars to stroke her hair. I was pleased to see that she had been cleaned and clothed. The bars of the cage had no silver because I didn’t want her hurt in any way. She stirred and made a soft moaning noise that filled me with fierce arousal that quickly turned to anger when she moaned another man’s name and opened her eyes. She gasped, shocked to see me, and smacked her ba
GAVRAEL~She was about to attack me again but I caught her wrists and spun her around so her back was now facing my chest. I pulled her closer, unable to help myself, I needed to feel her against me. For a second, she relaxed against me, her body going limp as my breath touched her skin. Then she began to twist and move, trying to free herself from my grip. I don’t know why she was fighting so hard when it was useless in the end, she will be mine whether she likes it or not. Her body knows that it belongs to me, but her mind refuses to accept it. Maybe I need to explain this to her in a way she would understand, she seemed to not have realised that she was my mate.I felt her stiffen when she felt my erection pressed against her backside. I didn’t get the chance to enjoy the feeling before she moved her head backwards and smashed her skull against my face. I let her go, not because what she did hurt me, but because I wanted to see what she would do. Her antics were amusing my wolf an
ADAIRA ~ Gavrael made a guttural groan of pure pleasure as I bared myself to him. I understood why, my posture was one of submission, and it was enough to drive the predator in him crazy, that was what I was counting on. I didn’t expect to be affected as well, but his groan reverberated through my body and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning. His chest rumbled with satisfaction as I put one hand around his neck to anchor myself, and caressed his chest with the other hand. His lust was so potent, and the scent of his arousal nearly overwhelmed me. I had to force the memory of how he killed Raed into my head to get some semblance of my control back and remember that this was just a way to distract him, and that I had only one chance at this. I felt him stiffen as he felt my claws sink into his chest, his surprised gaze met mine as he realised the vulnerable position he was in. I felt my lips stretch as I smirked at him. To my surprise, he smirked back at me. Was this male
ADAIRA~Nooooo!I tried to scream but no sound came out of my mouth, I was only able to protest in my head. It all happened too fast. He has marked me, there was no going back now, I am bound to him for all eternity till death. I felt his teeth retract from my neck and as he groaned in pleasure, I realised what he was doing, he was licking the blood that came from his bite. I felt my skin heal where I was bitten and he began to nuzzle my neck.No normal wolf would be able to forcefully mark another, but Gavrael wasn’t normal by any standard, he has proved that over and over again. He took my blood like it was the sweetest thing on earth, and now that he had marked me, I could feel the immense pleasure his demon half got from drinking from me even if it was just a few drops of my blood. All I felt was despair, how could he do this to me?I didn’t even realise I was crying till he licked my tears from my face.“Mine.” He mumbled against my skin, and my anger returned.I shoved him away
Hello readers. If you are regular reader of books with werewolves/wolf shifters then you already know what heat is. To those who may be reading a book of this genre for the first time, I just want to give a little explanation. I want you to have a basic understanding before you continue reading so you won't be confused in the next chapter. Heat is basically a period of extreme arousal in female wolves. It's kind of like ovulation in human females where they are horny and moody and have other symtoms of PMS. But in female wolves, it's more than just being horny. They get the intesnse urge to mate, and if they don't obey that call, it causes extreme pain. A female in heat also gives off a scent that is pleasant to males, for unmated males, the scent drives them crazy and all they can think about is satisfying the female in heat by mating with her. For mated females, they can not stand the touch of another while in heat and can only be satisfied by their mates. For unmated females, they
ADAIRA ~ I stumbled away from the mirror and rushed to the shower. I got in and turned on the water just as the first wave of need pulsed through my lower abdomen and almost sent me to my knees. I gasped in horror as I stepped under the water, it was cold, but it was not soothing at all. Usually, when unmated females go into heat, which happens a few times a year, it wasn’t as strong as this, it would just be a mild discomfort and make the female extra horny because even without heat, wolf shifters were almost always horny. But now, I was already feeling intense arousal even though my heat just started. This was all Gavrael’s fault, that stupid, crazy, awful male that forcefully marked me and declared me as his. This was all his fault, and I wish I had been able to rip his stupid heart out or at least give him a permanent injury he would never forget, like a missing eyeball. Marking me without my consent wasn’t enough, now my heat was forcing me to mate with him. No, I won’t. Even i