What I wasn’t expecting was her to attack me, her canines tore into my leg as she ripped a chunk of flesh off. I shoved her away a little too hard as she goes flying into the cave wall. She bounced onto her feet, and I lunged at her trying to grab her. Her teeth sliced through my arm before she shook her head viciously. I groaned at the pain searing through my arm.
“F ucking let me shift, Brax,” I screamed at my wolf. He doesn’t, refusing to hurt her, even though she was fucking tearing shreds off me. I grabbed the fur on the back of her neck, ripping her head away, her teeth pulled away from my arm painfully.
“Enough!” I scream at her, forcing my Alpha aura over her to make her submit. She whimpered, going limp in my grip. My blood-stained the cave floor as it ran down my arm and dripped off my fingers.
I let her go, and she dropped her head on her paws, whimpering. Standing up, I reach down to grab her and force her to shift when she turns on me. Her teeth snapped at my hand before she took off running from the cave.
An annoyed growl left me at this game of cat and mouse. She won’t escape me this time. Turning around, I find Tim still frozen on the ground, having not moved an inch. “Help me catch her, and I will let you live another day,” I tell him. He nods, all too eager to get up.
“She enjoys hiding in the caves,” he says, and I nod while walking out.
“The others? Who are they to her?” I ask him. He looked behind us as we walked out of the cave.
“Her parents,” he mumbled, giving me a nervous glance. Fuck!
I followed her scent. Tim looked around anxiously at every noise. Every snap of a twig had him jumping. His nervousness had me confused. What could he possibly be scared of with me beside him? Coming to another cave entrance, we could hear the feral sounds of a fight. I could smell blood, her blood, along with the blood of a bear. Brax pressed against my skin. Fur sprouted along my arms as he fought for control. Control I wasn’t willing to give him yet.
As I walked into the cave, my eyes adapted to the endless darkness. The pungent smell became stronger when the growls suddenly stopped. The sound of a high-pitched whimper makes my heart jolt for a second until we stumble across the bear. Torn to pieces, its fur lying in clumps on the cave floor.
Tim notices the dead bear a little too late as he trips over its fallen form. A shriek of fear left him before I gripped his arm, pulling him from the torn-up remains, his body drenched in the blood of the huge bear. Surely she didn’t do that, as I looked down at its torn-out guts spilling over the ground, organs ruptured and on display. I could tell her blood had been spilled too, her scent everywhere as we continued our trek through the winding caves. Tim jumped at every noise irritating me.
“Why are you so jumpy, nothing to fear in these caves except myself,” I tell him, and he stops looking at me.
“I would rather take on you than her,” he says, making my brows furrow in confusion. He was scared of my little mate? Standing next to a hybrid, and he is scared of a she-wolf?
“Just hurry up, before we lose her scent,” I tell him, pushing him ahead where I can keep an eye on him.
The cave comes out on another side of the mountain, a side that I actually recognized as Red River Pack territory. Looking out at the forest, I know she must have headed for the road crossing between packs. Jumping over a fallen tree, I listened, looking for any sound I could pick up, listening for the sound of paws on the dirt. Only I got nothing, not even a whiff of her scent. Not a single sound. I never met a rogue that wasn’t happy to find their mate, especially one from a pack. Most would jump at the chance to be taken into the safety of being in a pack, instead of surviving off their hunting skills and ability to survive in the wild. I found it odd she was going to the extremes of taking on a bear just to evade me.
Slowly trekking through the forest, careful not to make much noise, though noise was inevitable in a forest this thick.
“How long have you known them for?” I whispered to Tim.
“Not long, they came with the hunters.” He says, making me stop. So my mate is one of the ones helping the humans. I couldn’t stop the growl that escaped my lips. Once again, the moon goddess cursed me with a dud for a mate. Bad enough, she is a rogue, now she is a traitor to our own kind.
“You know her name?” I ask him.
“Never spoke to her, never seen her either, only her wolf.” He says, forcing me to stop again. Something was definitely amiss, exactly what is my mate hiding or, more importantly, who is she hiding from? We moved through the forest for around ten minutes, before I picked up her faint scent. She can mask her scent, but not her blood, and she was running directly toward Tate’s Pack. Smart girl, she backtracked. Using the mind-link, I summon Tate and Drake.
“She is about to hit your Pack edge. I think she is heading for the road.,” I tell them.
“On it, are you sure it’s her?” Drake asks.
“Positive,” I tell him before taking off, leaving Tim behind to follow my scent. If he is smart, he will follow or die by Tate’s warriors.
Zipping through the trees and jumping over fallen debris and rocks, I can just see the road coming into my line of vision through the trees, Tate and Drake’s black wolves running toward me when I spot her white fur. They herded her back toward me, and now I was going to catch her.
Picking up my pace, I manage to get right on her tail, tackling her, and we roll. She pivots just in time, her teeth sinking into my shoulder, her claws ripping down my bicep before we both hit a tree, sliding along the leaves. I tried to keep a grip on her, but she managed to slip out from under me and run for the road, which was about twenty meters away.
T ate and
Drake were on her heels alongside me as we chased after her.
Lights illuminating the road signaling a car was coming down the road. I watch as she doesn’t even stop, just keeps running. Out of my peripheral vision, I see Drake grab Tate by the scruff of his neck, ripping him back as they slide across the dew-covered ground, stopping just before the road, yet she keeps running. The screech of brakes on the Bitumen road squealed loudly as the driver tried to break in time.
The car narrowly missed me as it swerved around me as I tried to grab her. The back end of the car slid out and took her out. Sending her skidding across the ground. White fur covered the road along with a blood trail. Everything happens so quickly as I watch her wolf hit the ground, being flung like a rag-doll before rolling, her wolf being forced to shift, and I watch horrified as the road skins her before coming to a stop in a heap on the ground.
The driver jumped from the car in a hurry, and I noticed it was Elias, Drake, and Tate’s Beta driving Drake’s truck. “It came out of nowhere,” He screams, rushing over to her alongside me. Drake, Tate and I could hear her shifting back as we approached her body, where it had stopped some thirty meters from the car.
She crawls to her hands and knees, and all I could see in the moonlight is the golden blonde hair drenched in blood cascading to the ground around her. I heard her groan when her head snapped in our direction. What I wasn’t expecting was to see Amber and Emerald Green glowing eyes like a snake reflecting back at me. All of us were freezing on the spot. She growls loudly in warning as I find my feet and step toward her naked form. Under normal circumstances, I would be pissed she was naked in front of other men, but considering she was covered in blood and the circumstances, it didn’t faze me. What I did however was watch her stand. Her left leg was clearly broken, the bone jutting out the side and protruding through her skin as she tried to stand.
One arm now hanging limply before I watch as she grabs it, yanking it back into place with an audible popping sound. Tate, Drake, and Elias fanned out to the sides as we tried to cage her in because staring at the beauty that is my mate, it was clear even in this injured state she was going to try and fight her way out.
Drake getting behind her makes her head whip in his direction. She growls and we watch amazed as her canines slip out as she partly shifts, her claws slipping from her fingers as they crack back into place. We had her surrounded, but the feral look on her face reminded me of a rabid animal.
“We won’t hurt you,” Tate says, putting his hands out and stepping nearer, her hand whipping out, and he steps back just before her claws slash down his chest. She stumbles, having missed her target, she falls forward, giving me the perfect view of her rounded peach ass. She staggered, trying to regain her footing. Her blood spilled onto the road, and I saw the huge gash running across her ear and into her hairline.
She stood upright as we all stepped closer. She was now within my grabbing distance before she suddenly threw up. Projectile vomiting blood onto the ground in front of Elias’ feet. His shoes became drenched. She clutches her head, I could hear her heartbeat pounding in her chest so fast it sounded like a hummingbird’s wings fluttering against a strong wind.
I watch as she sways on her feet, reaching out to her. My hand closes around her forearm, which fits easily in my palm. She was underweight, but looking at her, she couldn’t be much older than 19 or 20. Her body goes limp as she collapses. Scooping her up before she hits the ground. Her body lay limp in my arms as her head lulled to the side.
I look down at her unconscious in my arms. I honestly thought I would never catch her, never find her again. I was in disbelief, and by the looks on everyone else’s faces, so were they. She had evaded us for months, and now I finally had her. But the biggest question I had eating at me was do I get to keep her?
All of us were startled out of our shock when we hear the screams of a voice I recognized as Tim as he comes barreling out of the trees and onto the road, three wolves on his tail as he races toward me, before hiding behind me like the coward he is. Tate waves his arms, catching the attention of the three wolves. They stop and I watch as they look at their Alpha like loyal soldiers. Their necks turned in submission as he talks to them through the mind link. After a second or two, they turn on their tails and head back into the trees.
“Oh thank God, I thought my ass was supper,” Tim says, catching his breath, his blonde hair sticking to his face as he tries to catch his breath.
“Do you mind getting your grubby paws off me?” I growled at him, where he was hanging onto my shirt behind me barely intact. His filthy hands slipped from my torn-up shirt.
“What do you want to do with him?” Elias asks, eyeing him. If I hadn’t needed him, I would have killed him, but he is the only link we have to humans hunting us. As I turn, I look back at Tim. “Bring him might help when she wakes up seeing someone familiar, besides he could use a shower and a proper meal.”
“I’m hosing him off outside first. Lana will kill me if I let him on the furniture in that state.” Drake said, looking him up and down. Tim was filthy and looked like he had rolled in manure, and didn’t smell much better either.
“Fine, you come with us,” I tell him, walking toward Drake’s truck.
“He rides in the tray. I am not having him ruin my seats. I just got them refurbished,” Drake said and I nodded for Tim to climb in the tray before sliding in the passenger seat with my mate on my lap. The familiar tingles I haven’t felt since Danika rushed over my body.
T he drive back was quick, the gates were already open on arrival so we didn’t have to stop. Pulling up in the driveway. My sister Lana is waiting out the front with towels, her dark hair pulled in a messy bun that was piled on top of her head, she looked like my mother, almost a carbon copy, so did Arial seeing Lana and her were identical twins. She chucks two towels to her mates before handing me one and I cover my mate’s body. Lana growls when Tim jumps down from the tray not liking having a rogue on her packlands.
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