The Desert Storm pack lands were huge, dense forestry surrounded most of the borders. The patrol was heavy and the wolves all looked rough, most had some sort of scars on their bodies as they walked around shirtless.
The packhouse was a stunning building, second only to the Alpha’s mansion. The training ground was also huge, sectioned into different areas and it was full of wolves of all ages, training according to their levels. Where Elijah’s pack encourage pups to start to train from as young as 6 years of age it was not mandatory, here it seemed that it was compulsory as soon as the pup could talk and walk.
Scarlett watched the little 3 and 4-year-olds do their training. They were made to lift heavy weights and carry them across the field, if any of them stopped or dropped it they had to restart. Many were silently crying but fear had been instilled in them, none daring to utter a sound. She felt a wave of sadness wash over her, thinking how brutal Zidane was, eve
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Scarlett and Elijah looked at her surprised, Scarlett had never heard of it before. Although Elijah had, it was a sick and twisted practice that was mostly unheard of… The woman looked around, then motioned the two to follow her. “I shouldn’t talk about this… but… I think you should know.” She said, her eyes lingering on them. Something about the two gave her a good feeling. Scarlett placed the knife down but Elijah refused to let her go, she frowned at him but he simply looked into those green eyes, making her heart skip a beat and guilt settle within her. “Don’t touch me.” She said, looking away as his arm settled around her waist, teasingly brushing against the hem of her shirt. Elijah smirked despite her comment, there was no hostility or command in her voice. “I want to.” He said, she looked into his eyes her own heart skipped a beat, why was he being so nice? Especially after the way she had treated him.. She didn’t have time to pond
She wanted him and he wanted her. Nothing else mattered, for now. The worry and concern were gone, they were not stepbrother and sister but two souls who shared a connection that they could not put into words. That was enough. Scarlett moaned softly against his lips, locking her legs around his waist as they shared burning kisses. Her hands roaming his body hungrily as his hand ran down her hips and squeezed her ass, the other cupping her neck. Their bodies were coursing with sparks of pleasure, the need and desire for the other consuming them. Scarlett tugged at his shirt wanting to feel his skin against her, breaking the kiss to pull his shirt off. Elijah reached for her bobble, tugging it out and letting her hair free. Looking into her eyes, she was beautiful, perfect, and she was his. Making a silent promise that come whatever, he was never giving her up. Fuck fate, he would carve his own fucking future. They kissed each other hungrily before he broke awa
Elijah slowly dropped onto the bed next to her, pulling her against his chest and placing a soft kiss on her forehead. He rested his chin on top of her head, neither spoke, the sheer weight of what they had just done clear in their minds. Neither regretted it, even if they were supposed step-siblings and if anyone back home found out it would cause issues Elijah didn’t care, he wanted Scarlett by his side. He wanted her as his Luna… If her mate turned up he wouldn’t hesitate to tear his heart out. The sheer reality of his thoughts made him slowly move back. He looked down at her, not missing the way her chest rose and fell. Not wanting the mood to become serious, he placed a cocky smirk on his lips. “So was it everything you dreamed of?” He said teasingly stroking her ass, god he loved her ass. He wanted to fuck her bent over and see it move… his dick twitched and he pushed the thought out of his head. He would fuck her in every way possible, he wou
She stepped back smiling as she cupped Scarlett’s face. “You look nothing like him… just the eye colour… I would never have made the link.” “Umm thanks?” Scarlett said stepping away from her. Candice’s smile now faded. “You shouldn’t be here… it isn't safe.” She said, now frowning as she looked around. “I know… but I can’t turn a blind eye on everything that’s happening here.” “What made you return here…?” Candice asked now pacing restlessly. “Zidane sent men after me… and they found me, so I came before he decided to attack.” Scarlett said. Candice looked at her worried. “I have no idea why he wants you now but you best leave.” She whispered. Elijah stepped forward gripping Scarlett’s hips he pulled her against him, her ass pressing against him. “We will… but I want to know, if… we were to plan something how many of this pack would side with me?” Scarlett asked softly. Candice’s eyes widened in shock, frowning as s
Elijah frowned, the man had clearly lost his sanity as he spewed nonsense, his eyes fixed on Scarlett. “I would never side with you and your sadistic ways.” Scarlett said. “Yes, you will! I am the reason you are on this fucking earth!” He hissed, his canines elongating. “Keep pissing me off and it’ll be your heart I tear out!” Scarlett shot back, her eyes turning a steely silver. Even her wolf seemed on edge. She could feel her anger towards Zidane, although her presence only became known in her head when she turned 18 she knew the pain this man had caused Scarlett. The abuse she had suffered at this mans hand, most that she had blocked out, to the extent even her own mother never knew of. But she wouldn’t be afraid of him, not anymore, she wasn’t a little girl anymore. Zidane growled in anger, his Alpha aura rolling off him in waves. Elijah was next to follow, staring him down but all eyes turned to Scarlett, the strong energy that rolled off her was
Zidane glared down at the body of the Latina woman, she was barely alive, he wanted to tear her to bits but she was rather useful and she had injected Scarlett with wolfsbane. He smiled coldly, placing his foot on her head. A small whimper left her lips and he pressed harder. “Because of what you managed to do… I will let you live a little while longer.” He said. Using her as a stepping stool he stepped over her, sending an eruption of pain through her under his weight. The wolves who had meant to chase Scarlett and that wretched Alpha were cowering as they knelt before him in a line. Despite the blood splattered across his suit and the deep scratches that Scarlett had left him with - Zidane looked calm and composed, but all the men there knew that a calm Zidane was dangerous. “None of you were able to stop two kids… two fucking kids…” He hissed, his voice poisonous as he approached the wolves. Cade too knelt there despite his injuries. “Alpha t
The middle-aged woman silently stepped out of the hospital room, it was past midnight and Scarlett had just had her full check-up, they were currently at Rafael’s pack hospital. Both Alphas turned to her, tension clear on both their faces, Elijah had told Rafael exactly who Scarlett was and how Zidane had marked her. “How is she? Can I see her?” Elijah said shooting to his feet. His hair was dishevelled from running his fingers through it repeatedly. “Alpha… please calm down.” The head doctor said giving him a stern look. “First of all, the wolfsbane must have been very minimum, there was barely any trace of it in her blood.” Elijah said nothing, he knew it was a lot, but he had a feeling it was to do with Scarlett’s special abilities. “To be honest, the speed she healed at is faster than even an Alpha.” She said, her eyes looked a little intrigued but she simply sighed. “So that’s good news, right?” Rafael said. “I’m afraid there’s ba
“You suffered just as much as them, didn’t you?” He asked softly. Scarlett looked at him, her eyes stinging. How could she tell him she suffered a lot more…? Where her mother would end up bedridden for days after a brutal beating, Scarlett was often subjected to weeks of punishment, remembering how she would lose consciousness but then forced awake and tortured again. She pushed the thought away. She had blocked it out, most of it lay locked up at the back of her mind only to return to haunt her at night. Her mother would think she has gone to some training camp and Scarlett would never deny it, sticking to what Zidane threatened her to say. Knowing he would hurt Indigo if she told her mother. Jessica would always check her for bruises but she would be perfectly blemish-free and it eased Jessica’s mind. Over time she began believing that Zidane did not hate Scarlett as much as he did her and Indigo. It was often the reason her mother would shout at her, thinkin