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Chapter 13 Giving in
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His Weakness Chapter 14 Testing His Limits
Per my usual miss smarty pants makes an appearance. “So, want to play twister?” I smile sweetly. I’m not referring to the game. “Oh, does the big bad wolf just like to watch?” I tease. I’m doing all I can to press his buttons. Getting him mad is my pleasure.Cree stands there, consumed with anger. “Stop playing with me, child,” He sneers as his hand clasps around my throat just as I want it to, crave it too.Moving my face closer to his lips, I look into his eyes through my lashes, then whisper. “Or what?” I provoke. Not sure why I enjoy making Cree angry, but it’s something I live for now. The way he’s possessive makes me feel special, and for once in my life, I didn’t feel like an outsider. I finally feel like the only person in the room, and it's a feeling I never want to let go of. Cree towers over me, his eyes burning with intensity and his grip on my throat tightening. All I can do is look up at him, my heart racing, adrenaline pumping. I can feel my own desire mirroring his, fu
His Weakness Chapter 15 Best Friend Turned Savage
I flee the pack house, anger and hurt propelling me into the forest. My fight with Cree replays in my mind, each harsh word a fresh wound. I storm through the trees, not caring where my feet take me, only that I need to find my family. The dense forest closes in around me, the many paths now a confusing tangle. Hours pass and the sky darkens, a cold realization settling in my chest. I am lost, like always.A chill wind whips through the trees, carrying whispers of approaching danger. The forest grows unnaturally still, as if holding its breath. Shadows lengthen and twist, taking on grotesque shapes in the fading light. An owl's mournful hoot echoes in the distance, a warning cry.My skin prickles with goosebumps as an eerie fog creeps along the forest floor, tendrils of mist curling around my ankles. The scent of decay and something ancient fills my nostrils. I spin around, suddenly certain I'm being watched by unseen eyes.A twig snaps nearby and I freeze, heart pounding. The sound o
His Weakness Chapter 16 Never Enough
I slowly open my eyes, unsure of where I am. My mind is spinning as I take in the unfamiliar surroundings of the dark room. The only thought running through my head is Cree and the bullet that was headed straight for me before everything went black.“Cree?!” I gasp and squeal in pain.I instinctively grab my chest, glancing down at the bandage covering the bloody wound where my shirt used to be.I question myself, as if there might be a mystical response floating in the air, "Am I still alive?"The silence that greets my question is deafening, mocking. I strain my ears, desperate for any sign of life, but all I hear is the ragged sound of my own breathing. My heart pounds in my chest, each beat a painful reminder that I am, indeed, still alive. But at what cost?I try to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washes over me, forcing me back down onto the cold, hard surface beneath me. The room spins, and I close my eyes, fighting the nausea that threatens to overwhelm me. When I open them ag
His Weakness Chapter 17 Finding Him
The crumbling building offers a slim chance of escape, but I have no other choice. Panic sets in as I feel the weight of the ceiling collapsing above me. With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I push past the searing pain of my wound and stumble off the bed. The ground beneath me trembles with aftershocks from the explosion, making it difficult to maintain my balance. In a desperate attempt to stand, I slam into the wall, jarring my already injured shoulder. Every second counts as I struggle to flee from the chaos and destruction surrounding me.A strangled cry escapes my lips as I feel a sharp, searing pain shoot through my body. My hand instinctively flies to the source of the pain and comes away sticky with blood. But I can't focus on it for long, not when I see Jay and my mother standing up from where they were knocked down. I can't let them catch me, not now. I have to find Cree and make sure he is still alive, despite the odds stacked against us. My heart clenches at the thoug
His Weakness Chapter 1 Legends Have It
In 1890, my great-grandmother Takoda was only a child when her ancestors told her stories while they huddled around the campfire with handmade blankets from buffalo hide. Later, she told my mother the same stories about humans who could walk on all fours and pale skins and drink your blood. Nowadays, no one talks about the past, which leads us to believe they are just scary stories the tribe elders tell for fun or to put fear into the youngsters so we won’t enter the woods outside our borders. However, I believe nothing they say. But my grandmother does and never lets my family forget it. I usually get grounded for laughing at her, thinking she’s a crazy old woman.The story of my great-grandfather is one that my grandmother sears into our brains. He was killed by ‘the creatures’ while saving our tribe. She says the Alpha of the pack helped him escape the blood-sucking leeches after being attacked in the woods, leaving him wounded too severely to make it out on his own. But I never un
His Weakness Chapter 2 All Alone
The intensity finally dissipates and soon fades completely. I hesitate and keep my head covered with my forearms while my knees are against my chest before slowly glancing around, thinking it may not be over. Earthquakes don’t happen in Blackfoot. Either it pissed the earth off about how shitty humans treat it, or something else is happening.Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Mr. Granbury is the first to move, looking for hurt students. “Everyone, we need to move outside as quickly as possible,” he announces as he climbs over fallen bookshelves and broken ceiling particles, helping students out of the debris.Several bloody classmates whine in pain as the teacher crosses the room, removing the bricks and drywall from them. The fire department rushes in, grabs the wounded, and ushers the rest outside to safety. They escort those with no injuries into the hall, where the gym is now a giant sinkhole.Firefighters and police scurry around, taking the injured towards waiting ambulances
His Weakness Chapter 3 The Alpha
The legends are true. Both night stalkers and fangs are very much real, and I’m standing between the two.How could I be so oblivious to it? Always scoffing at my grandmother’s stories. Maybe this is my punishment for being a brat and not listening.There is nowhere for me to go. The only choice I have is to decide if I want to die by the night stalkers or the fangs. I think I’ll take my chances with the wolves. They seem like they’d give me a quick death. The bloodsuckers would probably keep me around for feedings, letting me die slowly and painfully.There’s no more time for thinking. So, I make a choice and run towards the wolves.The larger of the wolves tilts his head, confused.He must think, what a dumbass.I'm going to die anyway. Why should I care what everyone thinks of me? I never did before. It's not like anyone likes me anyway. I can see it now - the whole reservation celebrating my death. A crowd of my peers cheering and clinking their glasses of beer, happy that they ar
His Weakness Chapter 4 Lies
The Alpha rushes at me, grabs me by the throat, and slams me against the wall. Particleboard and dust stir around me. “Don’t tempt me,” He snarls between clenched teeth.I get to him, and for some odd reason, him holding me against the wall with one hand has me feeling some type of way.Damn, does this fucktard turn me on? No way! Maybe I like it rough.Oh lord, I’m a freak.The warmth of his hand around my neck, his bulging biceps as he holds my back against the wall, sends tingles surging down to my intimate parts.I’ve only masturbated once but never really thought about sex since, but my mind is clouded with it now.Not the time Sakari. I yell at myself.He finally let me down, and my lungs greedily take in the air they so desperately needed.“Never test me,” he says sternly, then pulls me by the wrist, dragging me towards the back of the house.I try breaking free of his grip, but there’s no use. “Where are you taking me?” I ask frantically.He laughs wolfishly. “You humans are s
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His Weakness Chapter 17 Finding Him
The crumbling building offers a slim chance of escape, but I have no other choice. Panic sets in as I feel the weight of the ceiling collapsing above me. With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I push past the searing pain of my wound and stumble off the bed. The ground beneath me trembles with aftershocks from the explosion, making it difficult to maintain my balance. In a desperate attempt to stand, I slam into the wall, jarring my already injured shoulder. Every second counts as I struggle to flee from the chaos and destruction surrounding me.A strangled cry escapes my lips as I feel a sharp, searing pain shoot through my body. My hand instinctively flies to the source of the pain and comes away sticky with blood. But I can't focus on it for long, not when I see Jay and my mother standing up from where they were knocked down. I can't let them catch me, not now. I have to find Cree and make sure he is still alive, despite the odds stacked against us. My heart clenches at the thoug
His Weakness Chapter 16 Never Enough
I slowly open my eyes, unsure of where I am. My mind is spinning as I take in the unfamiliar surroundings of the dark room. The only thought running through my head is Cree and the bullet that was headed straight for me before everything went black.“Cree?!” I gasp and squeal in pain.I instinctively grab my chest, glancing down at the bandage covering the bloody wound where my shirt used to be.I question myself, as if there might be a mystical response floating in the air, "Am I still alive?"The silence that greets my question is deafening, mocking. I strain my ears, desperate for any sign of life, but all I hear is the ragged sound of my own breathing. My heart pounds in my chest, each beat a painful reminder that I am, indeed, still alive. But at what cost?I try to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washes over me, forcing me back down onto the cold, hard surface beneath me. The room spins, and I close my eyes, fighting the nausea that threatens to overwhelm me. When I open them ag
His Weakness Chapter 15 Best Friend Turned Savage
I flee the pack house, anger and hurt propelling me into the forest. My fight with Cree replays in my mind, each harsh word a fresh wound. I storm through the trees, not caring where my feet take me, only that I need to find my family. The dense forest closes in around me, the many paths now a confusing tangle. Hours pass and the sky darkens, a cold realization settling in my chest. I am lost, like always.A chill wind whips through the trees, carrying whispers of approaching danger. The forest grows unnaturally still, as if holding its breath. Shadows lengthen and twist, taking on grotesque shapes in the fading light. An owl's mournful hoot echoes in the distance, a warning cry.My skin prickles with goosebumps as an eerie fog creeps along the forest floor, tendrils of mist curling around my ankles. The scent of decay and something ancient fills my nostrils. I spin around, suddenly certain I'm being watched by unseen eyes.A twig snaps nearby and I freeze, heart pounding. The sound o
His Weakness Chapter 14 Testing His Limits
Per my usual miss smarty pants makes an appearance. “So, want to play twister?” I smile sweetly. I’m not referring to the game. “Oh, does the big bad wolf just like to watch?” I tease. I’m doing all I can to press his buttons. Getting him mad is my pleasure.Cree stands there, consumed with anger. “Stop playing with me, child,” He sneers as his hand clasps around my throat just as I want it to, crave it too.Moving my face closer to his lips, I look into his eyes through my lashes, then whisper. “Or what?” I provoke. Not sure why I enjoy making Cree angry, but it’s something I live for now. The way he’s possessive makes me feel special, and for once in my life, I didn’t feel like an outsider. I finally feel like the only person in the room, and it's a feeling I never want to let go of. Cree towers over me, his eyes burning with intensity and his grip on my throat tightening. All I can do is look up at him, my heart racing, adrenaline pumping. I can feel my own desire mirroring his, fu
His Weakness Chapter 13 Giving in
“Huh?” I stutter. He can’t be serious.Cree’s gaze moved up to my eyes. “I want you to touch yourself. I want to hear you when you come.”Why the hell am I seriously contemplating doing this? Have I gone completely mad?They perk up at his warmth when I press my breast against his pecks. I’m going out of my mind here. I want to resist, but I lift my leg on the side of the shower, giving myself better access to my center and as we gaze into each other’s eyes, I slip my middle finger between my folds and gasp at the friction. My mouth parts slightly as moans escape. Cree’s eyes burst into flames with lust. I can see he is fighting everything in him not to intervene.I want every part of him, and that pisses me off, but I can’t stop what came from my mouth next. “You want me to cum for you? Well, I want you to do the same for me then,” I whispered as I slipped another finger inside, and I whimper, thrusting my palm against my pussy, taking them deep inside my sweet center. For a virgin,
His Weakness Chapter 12 Demands
The mattress squeaks as I toss and turn while the words of Cree circulate in my head. I roll on my side and slip my hands beneath my head as I stare at the small window. I watch the moon slowly cross the midnight sky, sending the lines from the shadow of the bars on the window across the hardwood that ensure I don’t escape.The floor above me creaks. I swallow, thinking Cree could return and torment me again. It makes me feel icky. Last night he was so caring and protective, and it’s like a switch flipped, and he is an entirely different person. Or should I say wolf? I don’t know what I was thinking. He’s a werewolf; he’s only toying with me until he’s ready to kill me.I push the thoughts aside, glance back out the tiny window, and sigh. I want to find my brother and get us as far from this place as possible. Cree made me feel worthless. How could he just walk away? He can’t say he didn’t like it because his erection says otherwise. Ugh, Sakari, he’s an asshole. Stop thinking about h
His Weakness Chapter 11 Temptations
We stare into each other’s eyes for what seems like an eternity. My hand reaches up to run my fingers across Cree’s stumbled jawline. I lick my lips as my eyes search his. Did I miss him? Or am I just happy to have escaped Azrael’s rapist hands?Shit, he’s probably coming for me.Cree slips his hand in my hair, cupping my cheek. His thick lips were close enough to suck, nibble, and devour. It takes all my strength not to do it.Cree’s dark chocolate eyes look past me, and when I turn there, Azrael stands regretfully. He’s contemplating running back the other way.My heart leaps from my chest cavity and ran as far from this monster, but the rest of me is stuck in place. When I try to run, Cree catches my arm and places me behind him.Cree tilts his head from side to side. His neck pops, then cracks his knuckles and stalks toward Azrael. “I’m confused why you thought it was a bright idea to take Sakari,” Cree sneers, the corner of his mouth displaying his sharp canine.Azrael backs away
His Weakness Chapter 10 Cold Ones
Trees fly by as I beat my fist against the bloodsuckers' back. “Let me go, you zombie fuck!” Geez, how many more men are going to kidnap me? This is getting out of hand. The asshole stops, and I almost fly over his shoulder. He grabs at my waist but misses and grips a handful of my ass. My eyes widen. “Wow, dickhead!” I snap.He tosses me down on the ground. “Fine, fall on your ass,” the vamp hisses.I hit the ground with a thud and my elbow scraps against a rock. “Ow, asshole!” I shrill, as pain shoots up my arm. When I retract my hand from my elbow, my fingers reveal blood, and I swallow as I look up at fuckface, who drinks the shit for food. “Holy shit, it’s you,” I mutter, realizing it’s the sarcastic vamp boy.“The names Azrael,” he announces, huffy like I can read minds, and I should already know that.“Okay, Azrael, why the hell did you kidnap me?” I ask smartly.“Were you not already a hostage?”“That’s not the point, vamp,” I retort and get to my feet, holding my elbow. “Poin
His Weakness Chapter 9 A Sister's Love
I’m walking ahead of them when Cree decides it’s time to take back control and steps in front of me while his asshole of a Beta stays behind, ensuring I didn’t run off again. Like I would get far, they found me once. They could do it again.We walk further, and the other pack members come into view. They are hovering over something. I can’t tell what, but I hurry behind Cree to find out.Cree’s arm comes out in front of me as I approach, and I stop. “No, you shouldn’t see this,” he says, his face full of remorse.Is it Jay? Is he dead? Or dying, and Cree doesn’t want me to see it. Why does he care about my feelings? Or that it could be my best friend, who he was going to kill, anyway. Unless he would not kill him, it was only to trick me into giving him what he wants. Oh, this man is scandalous. He made no sense. One minute he is so affectionate. The next, he is a ruthless killer. He’s bipolar, and I thought teens were so up and down. I’d rather take my chances back at Blackfoot high.
