James's death never meant to happen.He wasn't supposed to die, not because of me. No one was supposed to die except for Davis. My wolf howled in an unbearable, hot pain as tears burst out of my eyes, raw from inside. I refused to cry for a man--ever, but I couldn't hold back.I had known James for only weeks, maybe months and all he had done was care about me even though I felt nothing for him. He was a good friend.My claws dug deep in my palms as I sobbed, warm tears going down my cheeks. I sat beside his body that turned cold in a span of seconds. Once the sorrow passed away, the anger dived in, taking over my body.A man's shadow hovered over me, when I looked up it was Martin, standing above, remorse filling as his eyes as he looked down at James."Release your beast. Kill Davis." I whispered, my eyes scurrying around the area to find the cruel wolf that had killed James. Davis wouldn't live. I'd kill him with my bare hands if I had the chance. A hand came down my elbow and dra
I tried to make peace with Martin but every time we spoke, it led to an argument of who was better and who was the trash around here.When we arrived at the packhouse, we separated our ways and I grabbed some medicines off the counter to cure myself and the wounds the wolves had given me. My parents were in the underground cellar along with the other wolves Martin had captured.I had no intentions of visiting them up until morning.The next morning bought a few trials and disasters. Just before James's funeral, I took a few shots of whiskey to clear my mind and reminded my self that he died because of me.Davis was my suffering, not someone else's.Once buried,I laid a few of his favorite flowers over his grave and remembered the first few times we had met. It was at his office and back then, I was running away from Martin and his pack, or at least trying too.There wasn't a single time James disrespected or harmed me. He was always gentle and caring."Are you going to stay there for
She's claiming to be pregnant with your chid"As soon as I heard those words coming out of Willy’s mouth, I grabbed a robe and covered my body before walking out and ending Willy’s life for good."Clara,"Martin grabbed me away from Willy before I could snap his neck,"Calm down,""Calm down?" I glared at willy with blood in my eyes, "Did you even hear what he said?""I know, I heard." Martin nodded and then turned around to deal with willy,"What is this crap? I haven't slept with a woman in months--what are you even talking about?" He asked."The woman told me, my Alpha, I'm not making this up."Willy quaked with fear."What woman? Where is she?""She's at the doorway." I gave Martin the most toxic smile before following him downstairs to the entrance of the packhouse where I found blondie, rocking back and forth with a clutch wrapped around her hand. No fucking way."Rebecca?"Martin raised his brows. She was the same woman who I had seen with him a few weeks ago. She was all over h
Martin lashed out at me before thumping away from my bedroom and leaving me alone. I gathered my thoughts and went into the washroom to splash cold water on my face. There was still a possibility that Rebecca was pregnant with Martin’s child and I couldn't believe anything until I could see the paternity test results with my own eyes.Just when everything seem to go right, it all went back to the place we were before. Nowhere. Hating each other.I decided to keep my distance from Martin for a while, simply because our every argument turned into yelling and insulting of one and other. I didn't want that.When the next morning arrived, I went to the packhouse's cellar, where I was once held, again under the command of Martin. The cellar didn't seem different than it was before. They’re more wolves being held inside and Martin was still questioning them asking them about Davis and keeping them as hostages so when he'd come, Martin could kill him.knew Davis would never appear in front of
It had been almost a week since I heard nothing from Martin or anyone else, not even peace.Davis hadn't done anything and his silence scared me to death because I expected something.I was allowed to go for casual runs and do the things I usually did before I was pushed into the chaos, like apply for jobs, whiskey with Sarah and roam around the city like a normal human.On a Sunday evening, I took a warm shower and stepped outside the washroom. Sniffing the air, I smelled and sensed something strange. My breath hitched in my chest when I recognized the scent. A female had been at the packhouse while I was away. I dressed up quickly and stepped out of my bedroom to check what had been happening. Was Martin sleeping with someone else? Under his rules, females weren't allowed at the packhouse unless it was necessary.I went over to the seating room and noticed the significant change in the air.A female had been here and she was here for a very long time. A heavy feeling settled right
"Martin-"Clara said, struggling with the ropes that kept her restrained. Her trembling lips and the curiously in her voice bought me satisfaction. "_why do you need to do this?" She asked, whimpering.I grabbed her arms and pulled her to myself, "Why not?" Whenever I tried to mark her, some bastard disturbed us, first it was her brother, then Willy and then again Willy. Issues kept rising and I knew they'd continued too but I couldn't watch Clara untamed and unmarked for another second. I wanted to bury myself inside her, claim her without showing any ounce of mercy and tame her wildness.My beast needed to rest."Okay, can we get rid of the blindfold, please? I'm not use-" I wrapped my hands around her throat before she could continue to whine any further."I'm make the rules here," I said before filling her mouth with mine. Her sweetness delved in my mouth and just as she was about to trip, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her closer to me.Her body quivered in excitement
Ruined.I was ruined. The birds chirped on the balcony, their beaks hitting the glass after every second. My eyes flickered open and I groaned before moving to the other side only to get struck by Martin who was dead asleep.The sun rays escaped from the curtains and casted over his black hair. My eyes moved down to get a view of his strong, bare arms and his toned chest that rose a fire inside me. He laid over his back, his eyes still closed as his soft snores filled up the room.God. I could never get enough of him.My hands moved towards his mark over my neck and I found it completely healed, there was no pain and the heat between my legs was finally gone. After weeks of being in pain, it was all over. I was claimed. The reason why Martin couldn't claim me early was simple-Alpha's couldn't mark rogues and I needed to change myself by turning either into a pack member or an Alpha. Martin was probably the best and the worse thing that ever happened to me.I broke his sleep by getti
We received a call from the nearby pack, informing us that there was trouble in eastbound."Willy said, flattening down the map over the long table.Eastbound was the old town I lived in for most of my life, it was a few hours away from the city and it was under the rule of Davis-until he died. Hearing the name again bought some bad memories but Davis was dead and I felt nothing for him. He deserved to die but I wanted to be the one to kill him, not someone else. "And, when did this all happen?" Martin asked him."We started receiving calls and notifications around eight last night. A few hours later, the news of their Alpha,Davis, dead spread across the city and rumors began to rise among the wolves."Willy continued further, fear in his eyes as he spoke."What kind of rumors?"There were a lot of wolves under Martin, of course rumors had to be spread. "That there is a beast-someone or the other taking down packs." He replied.Martin raised a brow, "What do you mean?"Willy lifted hi