Only Mine

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The guy above is josh. The next pic I post will be jazz.
Mason's Pov-
All I could see is red. Literally. My vision turned a bloody red as I let my wolf take full control. He takes over me growling and snarling like there's no tomorrow; maybe there won't be. No. I won't let that happen or even think of that- I am an alpha. I will get my mate back.
Jazz lost grip on me as I struggled in his arms growling furiously at peter. I yanked my arm out of Jazz's death grip and charged at peter. His comment made my blood boil like it was in a pan and stuck over a fire. The fire kept increasing in size making it even hotter. Making my blood boil even more until I was shaking from all my anger. I need to let it out. I need to get my mate.
He shifted as I ran toward him and I did the same. My bones cracked shifting quickly into my handsome, black wolf. The rest followed my lead ,shifting also, and picked a rouge to go after. The others shifted. Mine was larger than his but not by much. For a rouge he looked pretty decent along with his friends. There fur was clean also. Rare for rouges. My wolf stomped up to peters and we circled each other, glaring daggers. Jazz's blond wolf charged a brown one and snapped at it's neck. Jays golden brown one ripped through a gray wolf who's eyes widened with pain and fear. His body went limp. He's dead. Jay lost his wolf also, but I know I need to stay calm and collected or else I will never get to my mate.
I scrambled forward, knowing exactly what I was going to do, calculating everything in my head. I jumped with ease over him wolf and bit his hind leg. He yelped but growled at me and charged. Peter was sloppier than me which was a huge advantage. He tried for my neck but I just side stepped him. He came back and his paw grasped my shoulder, pain igniting throughout my shoulder. I didn't wince, I didn't yelp, I charged. I need to get to my mate. I need to kill who dares I try and take my mate. I need to harm whoever says my mate is theirs. She's only mine.
I received the same thing he did to me but harder. I sliced through his chest and he winced, yelping. Snarls rippled through his muzzle. I growled in return. Then, I saw it. One of the rouges unshifted and ran for the truck- where my mate was. This was a distraction.
I growled mind linking everyone on my side about it and sprinted full speed to the rouge. I caught up to him quickly and tackled him to the ground before he reached the door. One word. Red. I ripped through his side and he hollered in pain. His vision clouding I picked him up not daring to be careful and threw him out of my way. Then, I saw her. My mate, Taylor looking at me. Crying.
My wolf features soften and I whimpered at her laying my head in my paws. She looked frightened, broken from her bravery. They did this to her or was it me? No it couldn't be me. Before I could lift my head from my paws and run over to the car, I heard a hurtling scream hovering out of her tiny mouth.
Alarmed now I was talked to the ground, drool dropping onto my face as the wolf snarled at me. He lifted his paw and I heard Taylor crying and screaming, banging on the window. All of her emotions hit me like a car- she accepted me as her mate. My emotions of happiness and strength overwhelmed me more than hers and before he could scratch me I threw him off me.
I slashed my paw at his neck and blood sagged onto the black concrete. He's dead. The moon's light clearly showed his blank expression. I killed and I would do it again if I needed to- for my mate. I turned my head to see everyone else fighting. My members were all alive but out of their eight, 3 were dead- now at least since I just killed one. I actually feel bad- a little. So tiny it's like a piece of bacteria. But that's all.
Jay was still fighting and same with josh. But jazz was running toward me. Before he could reach me, I turned around and shifted, just my pants and underwear on. I pulled on the door handle trying desperately to open it. Anger coursed through my body, for I could not get to my crying mate. She was banging on the window again and pulling on the handle from inside.
Finally, my anger got to the best of me and I let my wolf take over a little. My muscles rippled as I ripped the door off the car and threw it in the air. I didn't even look back all I could do was look into my mates eyes, tears streaming down her face. I whimpered again letting my wolf get to me and I lunged forward wrapping myself around her small, fragile form.
She sobbed into my shoulder gripping my shirt and a year escaped my eye.
Am alpha- crying in front of his mate- weak, but I didn't care. Her whole body shuttered as the tears stained my shirt. My tight on her got even tighter as I tugged her impossibly close. She's mine- and only mine.
"Your mine," I whispered in her ear.

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