Her Fight For Freedom

Chapter 8

His warm crystal tongue touches my golden cheek.

"What shall we do now beauty?" He says. His chest is broad and his legs are strong and muscular. His dark gray tail flutters in my face as he walks around me.

"My dearest, what happened to your foot? God, who would do such a thing to a harmless wolf?" He says as if he actually cares about what happened to my foot. His eyes widen, but there is no interest or worry in then. No, all I saw in these eyes are death and fear. Pain, anger, agony, despair. He is not in pain, anger, agony, or despair oh no. His eyes are full of the innocent lives that he killed who were angry at him.

"That is none of your business." I blurt out not thinking about what I am saying. I avoid eye contact, but all he wants is me to fall for his deep and dark complexion. He dips his head down so our eyes meet once again.

"Please pumpkin. Oh, why won't you tell me?" His pick-up lines are even worse than Nixon's. I guess it must run in the family.

He brings his head down towards the pups. They cower away from him, still under my chest. A burst of anger suddenly took a hold of me. A deep and warning growl sounded in my throat. He jumped back a bit, but then got interested.

He dips his head down again this time lower and closer to the pups. My growl gets more intense and I show my teeth. He gins like a mad dog.

He slowly and carefully brings his head up. Still grinning, but this time it is wider and creepier. I put one paw in front of where his head was. Showing more teeth I somehow mange to slowly and protectively spat out. "Get away from these pups."

Although I am small I had no problem showing him my possessiveness over these pups. He takes two small steps back and laughs out. "This is what I've always loved about female wolves. I always love to test them." He twirls around in a circle looking up at the stone ceiling of the den. He stops after two spins and looks at me. His gin still wide and my teeth still showing.

"My favorite is seeing which wolf would be the best for Female Alpha Wolf." He looks down at the pups who have moved a bit under my stomach to see what is happening.

The determination and evil in his eyes scared me to death and I would have fallen under his trance a long time ago if it wasn't for these pups. Who knows what he would do to them. Who knows what he would do to me. For their sake I would give my life to protect them. He slowly walks towards me again.

"What does Nixon call you? I overheard you two when you first came here. What was- OH I'VE REMEMBERED NOW!!! Princess isn't it? Princess Miyla. I will tell you Princess Miyla, you have lasted longer than any other wolf I have ever approached." His words ring through my head multiple times. 'Princess Miyla. Princess Miyla. Princess Miyla.' It made the hairs on my neck stand up and my back bone shiver. I would rather have Nixon say it than his brother, the murderer.

"Who would you rather have Princess Miyla, me or Nixon?" He says still looking at me with his cold eyes.

"Go to Hell!" I exclaim then immediately retrace what I just said. 'Oh no. I should've never said that to a murderer.' I thought, but tried not to make him see that I am scared out of my skin.

"I need a name sweat heart." He says in a scary playful voice. "Oh and Hell, been there, done that." He looks at me like I should be shocked, but judging from his attitude I wouldn't doubt that he has been there.

"I'm sure that Nixon already told you that if he doesn't get a mate then he will be kicked out of the Alpha position. Well I'm next in line so no matter who you choose you will still get to be Female Alpha." He says as he reaches in for another lick, but he couldn't have chosen a better time. Nixon just so happens to walk in and finally I'm saved from this monster. Unfortunately Nyon doesn't care that his older brother is walking in. He licks my cheek anyways.

"Nyon!" Nixon yells as he approaches his little brother with anger and frustration. The sharp black hairs on his back stand up like quills on a porcupine's back.

"Yeah big bro?" Nyon says acting as like nothing happened. His voice sounds innocent, but Nixon is just growls and shows his teeth.

"Don't talk like that to me. I told you to stay away from her fool. SHE'S MINE." He yells. While standing tall and fierce. His canine teeth ready for chomping into some flesh.

"Oh, yes that's right." He says while dipping his head and trots over to me. "She is just such a lovely creature." He starts to wave his tail in my face as I lower my head in fear. I dip my head down to the pups.

"Run. When I say go, run as fast as you can. Don't get help just leave." I whisper to them. They nod their head in agreement.

"Go! Now" I say and without a second thought the pups were out of here in a flash. The two dark monsters watch the pups as they desperately dash out of the den.

I look at Nixon and run towards him. I hide behind his huge, muscular body as he stares at me in confusion. I look up at him with hope that he will do something about his devil brother. It hits him in less than 5 seconds. He knows that I would rather be with him than Nyon and he buffs up his chest with pride.

"Can't you see you scare her to death. What did you do to her?!" He asks, his voice deep and dark.

"Well at least I didn't hurass her by biting her foot!" Nyon spats out and looks at my foot. Nixon looks astonished that he would go so far.

"Do you want vengeance then?!" Nixon says trying to sound brave. "Let's have a duel." He says slowly walking up to Nyon leaving me unprotected. Nixon's strides were long and majestic.

Nyon looks at his brother in great interest. "Who ever wins gets Princess Miyla." He says looking at me with a happy and creepy face. Nixon shivers when Nyon says 'Princess Miyla'. It wasn't Nyon's thing to call me.

"Deal?" Nyon says looking back at Nixon.

"Deal." Nixon replies and trots out the den. I could tell he is nervous. Not only would he get his ass whooped, but in front of the pack and by his own brother.

Nyon looks at me and sneers. "Soon my love you will be mine and we will be Alphas together. Nixon will not be a problem for much longer." He says and heads towards to den door. He stop at the very end of the den. "The match will happen tomorrow night. We are inviting you to come watch." Without another word he leaves and tells the beta wolf outside the door to keep a watch on me.

I plop down on the ground and think about who will win match. I will be in Hell no matter who wins.

This duel is not till someone is down for a couple seconds. No. This match is to the death. And I will have to watch as they rip eachother apart.