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AMAIRA 

Bang! Bang! 

I scream as I hug my head, hearing the hunter laugh with mirth and humor as he scared me a little by blasting the log of wood beside me with his gun. 

He laughs, and I tremble as I sit up and stare nervously at him. He's staring down at me like I'm a delicacy, and I feel disgusted as his eyes rake over me. 

"You thought you could escape us?" He asked and I began shaking my head quickly, praying silently that he doesn't kill me.

One trigger and that was it. 

"Get up." He suddenly ordered and with shaky legs, I raised myself up, my eyes brimming with tears as he approached me and yanked my face up to meet with him, pulling hard at my scalp. 

"The others wanted to make sure I kill you like I did to the rest of your family, but it wouldn't hurt to hide the fact that I had some fun with you before killing you off." 

I growl and rake at his hand in an attempt to escape, but he slaps me heavily, the butt of the gun tearing through my gum and I fall to the ground again, blood filling my mouth automatically. 

"You bitch!" He approached me again, exuding a scary aura that was almost suffocating. He leans down and hits me across the face with the butt of his gun again and I drop my palm face to the ground. 

I'm panting hard, trying to catch my breath while sobbing when I hear him drop to the floor with a thud; on his knees. 

"N- No... No.. no" I want to turn and pry out of his grip, but he holds my leg in place and forces me to remain lying face flat on the ground. 

My hands are braced against the ground on each side of my face as I move my weight off the ground, struggling to pull away from his hold on my legs but they are futile. 

His grip is like an unmovable vice. 

He pushes me abruptly so that I was partly kneeling, with my ass in his direction, and he quickly raises my dress up. 

"No! Please... " I beg, but he doesn't listen, and I hear the sound of my panty being ripped away. I bite my lower lip so hard that blood seeps out as he begins touching me in my sensitive spot. 

I've lived a sheltered life all my years, and I haven't even gotten a chance with boys in my life since I was always training with dad to become Alpha of Red Moon's pack. 

Suddenly I hear the man groan and his hands release me before a loud thud sound reaches my ear 

Instinctively, I crawl back on back and stand up, brushing a shaky hand across my ruined dress before glancing up. 

Standing there was a boy, I think he was older than me, but there was this fierce aura of authority emanating from his entire being as he stood there, his claws stained with blood, his bright midnight blue eyes scrutinizing me from the cracks of his wet black hair across his forehead. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, And I didn't reply as I watched his claws shift to normal fingers. It's ridiculous that I was amazed he could shift when I was a Werewolf as well. 

Realizing he asked me a question, I nodded. 

I noticed he was peering into my eyes a lot; like he had seen me before or he was searching for something. It made me nervous, and yet I still stared him back in the eyes as if expecting him to stop but he never did. 

We just stood there, until he nodded slowly. 

"Why was a hunter after you?" 

"I- I don't know." I meekly say, lowering my head. I wanted to tell him what had happened, but I don't know why I felt reluctant about telling him. 

"I'm Damien from Silver Fur's Pack. And you?" 

My eyes widened, but since my eyes were lowered not I was sure he didn't see my expression. 

He was from Silver fur's pack. 

That was the last pack I wanted to get associated with. The Aloha of the pack took in Omega's as his wives, slept with them and made them bear children for him. Also, he was involved with hunters. 

In order to keep his pack safe, he paid the hunters very often while keeping them at hand to wipe out any rival in his way. 

"I.. I'm Amaira" I began stuttering, feeling his eyes boring holes in my head. 

"I'm from Moon Claw's pack." 

He suddenly approaches me and I step back. 

"Thank you for saving me. I'll take my leave now." 

Without waiting for him to say a word, I ran away and left him standing there. I feel bad for being rude and unresponsive, but the fact that his Alpha was associated with the hunters who wiped away my entire family was too hard to comprehend. 

*

Alpha Henry of Moon Claw's is still sorting files on his desk when I run in, bracing my hands on the desk. 

"I'm ready to be part of your pack." 

He glanced up at me like he was staring at me like it was the first time we met before he finally dropped the files down. 

"Remember, you can't go back on your words.. " He stands up and I step back, following him with my eyes. 

"Yes... " 

"You can't betray our pack or try to leave without my consent." 

"I understand." I whisper, holding back the tears in my eyes. 

so, has it come to this? 

"Bring forth your wrist." I stretch my hand and he grabs it before inhaling it, and I hold back a scream as he pierces his canines into the soft flash of my wrist. 

He turns and also bites his wrists before holding his bleeding wrists against mine, making his blood touch mine. 

Every connection I've had with Red Moon's pack is now in the past as I feel the bond of Moon Claw's pack in me, and a surge of ownership runs through my blood. 

"I, Amaira King, declare my undying loyalty to Alpha Henry and his pack, Moon Claw's pack from this day henceforth."