The Wrath

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I spun around staring into the darkness where the sound was heard. Then a dark familiar figure emerged from the shadows. Sam moved towards me with calculative steps. The little silver flash from the occasional lightning caught his face and reflected his pitch black eyes holding no warmth of life. I stared widely at Sam who stood uncertainly at the edge of the clearing.

"You...", I hated how my voice cracked.

He smiled crookedly with a nefarious glint. "Well...well...what do we have here?"

My throat tightened in fear and no sound came out of it. I tightly gripped my fists taking cautious steps towards the exit. He walked slowly towards me, almost strolling, as if he didn't have a worry in the world.

I am almost close to the tunnel, and I tried to turn hastily which was a huge mistake from my side. A shriek tore out of my throat as I staggered, tripped, and fell backward at the exact moment he launched at me. I rolled over missing his claws by inches.

I scrambled to my feet and made a run toward the tunnel but his alpha genes were too fast. In a flash, he was standing at the exit, blocking my way.

A low growl bubbling from his throat, he opened his jaws exhibiting his two long yellow canines dripping with drool as he hissed at me. The next moment he pounced, knocking me as my back and head was slammed to the nearby tree. I tried to push him away but he was too heavy. I twisted and struggled in his hold and got one of my hands free.

I could feel my muscles weaken and dark spots behind my eyes. But I can't be weak. I am not weak. With one last force, I collected all my strength and slapped right across his face splitting his lips as blood dripped from it.

Looking surprised,he jerked back. "You slut...how dare you?", he hissed baring his canines. Holding my shoulders he once again slammed me back to the tree making me see white for a few seconds.

"Feisty..Where did you learn those tricks? Did the bastard high-alpha teach you this?", his hot breath against my face stank of rotting meat making my stomach churn. "Did he like fucking you when you defy him?"

My ribs ached as if they are going to shatter, and I struggled to breath. He tightened his muddy fingers around my neck as I heaved for air.

"I can't blame him though. You are exquisite.", he said raking his eyes over my body. "How did I miss this? I've been following your wolf but damn you are fast.", he licked his lips. "It's a shame I couldn't get a glimpse of that luscious body of yours when you shifted back."

"But don't worry, once I claim you, I will teach you not to defy me again in front of others. Not to spread your legs like the slut you are, to the first person who acts nice to you. I will teach you how to behave... like the little slave you are, mate.", he finished with a malicious grin.

"I am not your mate.", I breathed and screamed right back as I saw white.

Sam's eyes darkened , "Then who is? That fucking bastard who walks like he owns the world?", he snarled tightening his hold. He closed his eyes with ragged breath and let out a maniacal laugh which echoed across the clearing. "Looking at he hasn't marked you yet, I presume he understands what you are, Kongpob. Admit it. You are nothing but a tissue we use and throw."

I am yours.
I love you, my little wolf.

I shook my head as tears rolled down my already stained cheeks.

"You. are. mine. Understand?", he slammed my head with each words he spoke. A razoring stab of pain shot down my spine.

"He's not.....gonna like this, Sam. He...will...rip you apart.", I struggled to stay conscious. His stinky hot breath fanned across my face making me nauseous.

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