Rylee's hand clamps down against her chest, her lips quiver against the scream that threatens to escape her. Her emerald eyes now an even duller shade of coppery gold.
Her legs shake uncontrollably as she half stands and sways before the male. His face twists with a devilish smirk, a slight chuckle escaping him as he moves almost tauntingly towards her.
The soft beat of the room now filled with an almost suffocating mix of dread, her body uneasy while backing up unceremoniously before nearly doubling over.
A set of hands encircling her more tightly, her eyes attempting to focus before the touch of hands has her nearly screaming from the ill feeling traveling down her spine.
His head slightly tilting while his hand drifts beneath her chin. A slight chuckle escapes him, his voice comes out nearly a whisper.
"Oh, whatever will I do with you little minx."
His other hand trails against her cheek as it drifts lower and lower across her skin.
Ry's eyes close on the ever insistent tears climbing their way over her cheeks. Her breath in is a harsh rasp when her body jolts even more furiously.
Her mind clouded with fear and a mix of uncertainty as she bites onto the gasp now escaping her lip.
She jolts against the trailing hand while her body unconsciously tilts into the wondering touch.
Vlad's eyes shift dangerous as the two males look at him with grim frowns. Vlad's hand drags against his hair hard as he moves swiftly away. His eyes darkened with madness and bloodlust as he moves through the crowded bar. His breath physically straining against the hold he has on his wolf.
He moves further into the space, his eyes drifting over the individual people around him. His eyes darting across the numerous females in the club searching for the familiar green eyes. His eyes drift harshly across the females around him as he clinches his teeth, his jaw fixing into place as he spots one female.
His fingers snake outwards as he moves swiftly into her space, his hand tightly encapturing her wrist. A light shriek escapes her as her eyes zip to him in anger before lowering in fear.
"Sir...?"
Vlad's jaw tightens a bit as he growls lowly. His fingers tightening around her wrist.
"Where is she?"
Anne stares up at him, his eyes are pools of darkened oynx. Her head twists gently as she shakes it, trying to wring her arm free of his grasp.
"Who are you talking about asshole? "
Vlad's eyes dart to the blue haired female currently holding his wrist as she tightens her fingers around it to scare him. A smirk twists across his lips, his eyes shift dangerous as a hissed growl escapes him.
"Angela!! REMOVE YOUR HAND OR YOU'LL LOOSE IT!!"
His hand jolts towards Angie before freezing, his eyes shift with madness and anger. His steps forward are swift and fast as his eyes zone towards the sound of her little voice.
His fingers tighten onto each other, a single snap as his breath quickens. He is hardly containing his need to break bones as he moves closer to the bar. His eyes zip across the patrons as he catches Danny's attention.
His lips turn up into a sinister smirk as his hand slides across the bartop, he moves towards the male shifter. A slight growl escapes Vlad as he swiftly closes the space between him and Danny.
Danny's face twists with slight fear as he is tugged towards the angry male.
"Alpha!?"
Vlad's fingers tighten gently before unfurling quickly. His nose turns up with a grim, darkened frown. His face twitches as his head tilts with a dangerous smile.
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Alpha's Perfect Breed
WerewolfAt a year old she was just a happy, bouncy baby. By the time she turned two the home was filled with numerous sets of giggles. When she turned 3 there were many words and even a new friend but when she turned 4 everything changed. The once smiling a...
