Birds shrieked in alarm as they scattered in different directions. The sounds of howls and snapping of branches could be heard in the far distance, the moon that hung high cast an eerie atmosphere in the surroundings.
Eleanor stumbled through the dense forest with her bloody bare feet. The sounds of paws drew nearer than she would have hoped. Snarls filled the air and the rustling of broken twigs reached her ears from behind, drawing her attention.E
Eleanor came to an abrupt halt, swiftly moving to the side, barely avoiding the claws that were aimed at her neck.
“Bloody bastards” she gave a low growl as the wolves surrounded her, their eyes showed a dangerous glint, and the predators now stalked their prey.
Her eyes narrowed at the wolves and her breath came out uneven as they bared their fangs at her, inching closer. She looked around for an escape route, since that was the only thing she could do in this situation.
She had to fulfill her promise to him.
Shifting her stance and with a sudden burst of speed, she charged towards one of the wolves that appeared slightly weaker than the others. In a blur of motion, she jumped on its neck and twisted it, the breaking of bones reaching her ears.
But she didn't have the chance to relax because one of the other wolves leaped at her, and she roughly collided with a tree. She groaned and coughed out blood, her injured body struggling to finally get up as she wiped the blood with her arm.
“Just give up already, my dear Eleanor” a deep and muscular voice rang out.
The wolves surrounding her suddenly moved back, their heads bowed in submission as they parted ways for their leader.
A man came into view, his long hair fell past his shoulders and his presence alone commanded respect.
“Traitor” Eleanor's voice is dipped in venom and her wolf, which had been forcibly locked up, tried to resurface to tear the man before her into shreds. “You betrayed everyone. We all trusted you!”
Ethan chuckled and crossed his arms, his head tilting back just a little.
“Trust” he repeated, the word sounded foreign coming from him, he shrugged and smirked, it wasn't his fault that they were fools enough to trust him. “Trust, my dear, is for the weak,” he remarked with a tone of certainty.
Eleanor sucked in a breath as she watched him, the person she once knew now replaced by a stranger. He felt no guilt or remorse, but how could he betray him of all people?
“You will never be Alpha” She spat her words through clenched teeth. Her fist tightened by her side as she confronted Ethan. She knew her words would only anger him, but she had to bid time for the pack reinforcement, and keeping him distracted for the time being was the only way to win, to ensure everyone’s survival.
Ethan's expression turned furious and the cracking of bones could be heard as he shifted to his wolf. A large black wolf came into sight, its fur as dark as the abyss and his eyes seemed to glow under the reflection of the moonlight.
There was a snot, and before she could react, the wolf lunged itself at her. Using one of his paws to pin her down, he leaned closer, his canines close to her neck and his claws dug deeper into her arm.
“Watch your tone” The wolf sneered and Eleanor hissed in pain, her eyes changing to the color of her wolf as she tried to fight against the poison that restrained her wolf. “I am the rightful Alpha, not him.”
Just a little more time, please. She silently prayed to the Goddess.
She gave him no reply and he continued.
“So would you rather die here or submit to me” the voice came again in a low growl in her head, challenging her to dare resist.
But they both knew that her fate had been destined to die here.
Finally,
She smiled when she caught a sniff of the familiar scent and relief washed over her. He was close by and that meant he succeeded in warding off the ambush. Everything was going to be fine, everyone was going to be saved.
“Fuck you” her voice barely came out more than a whisper as her hand gripped the silver dagger strapped under her dress. Her reflexes were still quite fast in her human form and the blade sank into the wolf’s flesh.
The sound of an angry howl shook the forest and the enraged wolf sunk its fangs into her neck.
Eleanor gasped in pain and the hand gripping the dagger fell to her side. She knew she couldn't kill him, but she was happy she could inflict as much pain as she could.
Under the watchful eyes of the moon, her breath is ragged as the cold embrace of death slowly wraps around her. Blood gushed out of her wounds, tainting the once snow-white dress. Her eyes are unfocused as she sees the silhouette of a man sprinting towards her.
“Eleanor!” The man’s figure cradled her body tightly, desperate to find any sign of life, any reassurance from her gradually dull expression, even a false hope would do.
“Please, Eleanor please…” he pleaded, his voice breaking at the end.
Her hand, despite being weak, stretched out to wipe the falling tears, the man sobbed, whispering words of assurance, but they both knew who they were for.
“I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill the promise” Eleanor whispered through painful gasps, her voice barely audible, but he heard it. His grip on her tightened, refusing to face the cruel reality, he muttered under his breath, but she couldn't hear his words anymore because her life began to slip away with each passing moment.
Her once unfocused eyes began to close and her beating chest laid still.
“You will be fine, you will be fine” he seemed to be in a trance as he mumbled to himself. He couldn't hear the calls of his beta nor could he hear the cries of the fallen. No one could pull him away from the body that gradually turned cold.
He pleaded, he yelled, he prayed, and he cursed, but he was met with broken silence.
“Fucking whore” That was what she heard before she was roughly shoved against the wall. Dorothy hissed in pain and her head buzzed, the unrelenting ringing echoing in her ear.Without having the time to take her next breath, a hand shot out, and she was smacked across the cheek, the sound reverberating through the hall. Her head snapped to the side and her cheek reddened at the speed of light. She staggered backward, but the back of her neck was held by her assailant.“How dare you flirt with Zac”, Sophie hissed, and Dorothy would have rolled her eyes at her words if it wasn't the hand that was slowly deriving her from the air. Of course, blame the innocent girl who got hit on instead.“Know your place, slut. If I see you near my mate again then I wouldn't mind cutting off that darn tongue of yours” Sophie sneered as she released her grip on Dorothy’s neck, leaving her gasping and coughing for air, a simple mess.“She is just like her mother.”“Exactly”The continuous whispers and mur
“So you are out there stealing mates now!” Dorothy’s aunt yelled and the chair she was sitting on wobbled. Right by her side, Bella had her hands crossed as she watched the show.Dorothy didn't speak, she looked at her cousin who smirked and mouthed the words.“Serves you right”Fucking Snitch.She held her bleeding head and calmed her breathing, suppressing her anger like she always did in similar situations.Dorothy did not utter a word, there was no point explaining since no one would believe her and everything would only get harsher.She was used to these situations, where the men from the pack would hit on her even though they had mates, yet it always ended up being her fault.“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, you are just like your whore mother, having no morals. That bitch even seduced and slept with the Alpha, giving birth to a worthless existence like you before she died", her aunt scoffed, her expression filled with disdain. Dorothy clenched her hands, her lips curv
A week had passed since that incident and the anticipated day had finally arrived. The event started and the party was in full swing.That day Agnes saw the Alpha at the front door of the house and dragged him in wanting to rip off his clothes. Dorothy was just grateful he found that day funny enough to laugh about it or she dreads what would have happened to them.Alphas, betas, gammas, and other high-ranking wolves began to associate and mingle with themselves, their presences laced with power making the air suffocating to the omegas serving them. Dorothy, well she was currently standing as her aunt spat out both words and spit at her. She wiped her face with the sleeve of her shirt with a deadpan expression“You are not allowed to step a foot out of this house, you hear me?” her aunt yelled as she held Isabella towards the door. Isabella smirked, twirling a strand of hair around her finger, the end of her dress trailing behind her.Seemed like her aunt spent a fortune on that dr
Dorothy could feel her nerves as she stepped out of the limousine. Many eyes immediately stared at her, she was a vision to behold. She was dressed up for the first time today. The golden gown clung to her figure in all the right places, her red hair had been curled and let loose. Elegance was a simple way to describe how she looked. People's attention was easily turned towards her as she made her way with her pack with Alpha Ryan leading the group. She turned around intrigued, her heart thumping as she realized she was inside the borders of the most powerful pack.Maybe it was excitement or fear but everyone else felt the same way. They couldn't believe that after so many years, the king had allowed them a chance to enter the borders of his pack. Some hoped they could get the opportunity to see Alpha Ace but he was nowhere to be found. The atmosphere was tense as everyone made their way to the ballroom. The Nightclaw pack truly lived up to its expectations, rows of gorgeous and pow