All Chapters of I am Wolf: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

WOLFSparring practice? Are you fucking kidding me? Groaning, I scrub a hand over my face, unwilling to open my eyes as another loud bang reverberates against the door.By the third or fourth bang, I’m pretty sure the door will come right off its hinges. Take a hint, old man. Just fucking leave me alone.I bury my head deeper under the pillow, hoping he’ll take the hint and back off. The man is relentless.“Get up, Wolf! Either you open this door, or I’ll break the goddamn thing down!” Caius’s growl slices through my hazy mind, and while it should have me leaping out of bed, I can barely lift my head from the pillow.I groan again, pinching my eyes shut against the persistent pounding in my skull. The effects of that wolfsbane cocktail from last night have me convinced that Caius was bullshitting about the drink being harmless. I can’t shake the feeling that he slipped something else in there too—something that’s left me feeling like roadkill.Shifters are capable of three things: supe

WolfThe moment the bandaging drops, I freeze, my eyes locking onto the mirror. My reflection doesn’t make any sense. Blinking hard, I lean in closer, furrowing my brows as my jaw slackens. Am I hallucinating? I fell asleep bruised, battered, and with a few cracked ribs. But now… I can’t tear my eyes away. My abs are ripped beyond recognition, my biceps massive, and I have to do a double take. Have I grown taller? I’ve always been lean, strong, but this? This is something else entirely. I’m not imagining it—I’ve gained at least two or three inches overnight. That’s impossible. I stopped growing at eighteen, two years ago, just like any other rogue. We either fill out or stay scrawny, depending on our wolves. But this transformation is unreal. My body has changed on a scale I’ve never heard of. My mind races, still hung up on Sasha’s frantic phone call last night. The energy coursing through me is wild, electric, surging through every muscle like a storm barely contained b

WolfFive days. That’s all I have. Five days until everything Sasha knows will be ripped from her, and all hell breaks loose under the full moon—when Caius plans to mark her, to use her for whatever dark purpose he has in mind. I’ve spent every waking hour out in the forest, running, training—alone. I refuse to train with Caius’s rogues. Hell no. My wolf snarls at the thought of them, as restless as I am, clawing at my insides, demanding freedom. But I can’t give in to him. Not yet. He’s trapped, just like me, and the worst part is, he wants to take me back to Erebus, back to Sasha. No matter how far I run, I always end up near the Erebus pack lands, and every time, I have to force myself to turn back. I can’t give in to the pull, no matter how much it hurts. Both of us—me and my wolf—we’re losing our minds. His instincts scream to protect what’s his, and Sasha is our mate. But I’m torn between duty and desire, between what I have to do and what I should do. If it weren’

WOLF Everything falls silent on the drive back to the mine shaft. Sasha is in my arms, securely held against my chest, and my wolf is basically purring, a soft, gentle rumble vibrating against her body. But I can't fully enjoy the sensation, not after what happened back there; the heavy darkness that's blanketing this moment of happiness in shrowded hollow ecstasy cuts like a knife to my soul.Sasha is still out cold, and I suppose I should feel relieved because once she wakes up, everything will change. Descending into the mine shaft after we arrive back, Mason keeps giving me this weird look, but I don't pay her any attention. I have Sasha tightly gripped in my arms, holding her soaked form to mine like a child, her eyes are still closed, but I know she isn't asleep; I felt the moment she came too back when I got out of the tuck. Besides, I'm her mate; she can't fool me. The moment I get to the door of my room, I freeze in my tracks, having both Caius and Mason stop a few feet sho

SASHA I watch him walk away, and a sudden ache begins to form with every step he takes; the second he rounds a corner and I lose all track of him, I blow out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. I swallow hard at a lump forming in my throat, and being alone like this suddenly forces me to think about what happened. Wolf's presence has been the only thing that's been distracting me from the horrific events which have me hating myself. I'm the reason they're gone; it's because of me, what's inside of me, the damaged part even my father felt repulsed and disgusted by. Closing my eyes momentarily, I try to block it out as I push my back against the closed door, but I can't. I should make a run for it; I have a good enough idea of where exactly I am, not that I'm all too familiar with this old mine shaft. Still, home isn't too far away from here; if I shift and make a run for it now, I'll be gone before anyone even notices; I mean, no one is even around to watch over me, and Wolf s