232 : Savage Beast Within

ELIJAH

My head is spinning. The moment I declared Rena the Luna of the pack, I felt that similar sensation. This time, I’m sure she felt it too. Fuck! Am I going to lose her sooner than I thought?

Rolf’s behavior is also changing towards her. Whenever I feel that dark sensation within me, those slithering waves that seem to consume me, Rolf gets agitated and starts to growl fiercely at Rena. He can’t speak to me like other wolves can talk to their counterparts, but that does not mean he can’t communicate through his animalistic sounds.

I knew I had to get away from Rena at that time. So I walk away. I need a drink.

I head to the bar and place my arm against the counter. The bartender knows what I want just by looking at me. He nods and starts to prepare my drink.

When he puts the glass on the black polished counter, I hear a familiar female voice.

“Elijah,” I don’t need to turn around to know that it’s Leila. Fuck it! I don’t have the strength to deal with this woman right now.