Rosie's Book

10

Left, right, left, right.. the punches keep coming. If her fists are not connecting with my face, then they are connecting with my ribs and her feet are connecting with any muscle they can reach. Every movement I make she matches with just as much force as I am punishing her with, the hunger in her eyes is also a reflection of mine. Many thoughts are running through my head while I am pummelling this female before me. Too many thoughts to latch onto one, it will only distract me. However there is a voice I am able to listen to, that's the voice of Tri. The blood lust within my wolf is feeding my desire to take every ounce of blood from the bitch trying to returning my efforts in kind.

This plan is not working, time to shake it up a bit and see if she really is copying me or if I have a doppelganger. With my right thumb hidden under my fingers, the right fist flies through the air to connect with her lower stomach, knocking the wind from her body temporarily. This allows me to take a few steps back, spin clockwise and raise my leg, leaning back slightly to counter the balance then with the force of a Juggernaut, my foot connects with the side of her face. Throwing her off balance enough is for me to spin anti clockwise allowing my foot to reconnect with her face. During my mid spin back, my left leg bends slightly, allowing me to spin on the ground to swipe her legs from under her. She falls, landing face first, there is no time for her to throw her arms out to stop her face plummeting into the concrete floor. Standing with ease, I reach over to her and grab her long dark hair in my fist. Lifting her head from the ground, my left hand reaches under her chin to pull her head back until she is looking into my now black as coal eyes.

She tries her best to reach up with one of her arms but my right foot is quicker than her, I tread hard and fast on her hand and keep it pinned to the ground. Periodically my foot twists, just like a smoker twists their foot when they are putting out a cigarette.

"Don't you dare fucking move," I snarl at her with nothing but pure hatred

"What, what?" I don't allow her to say anything. If I allow her to speak before questions are asked, she will have time to concoct lies.

"Why have you been following me, who sent you and who in the hell taught you to fight like me?" The questions fall from my lips with hatred. Holding my tongue in wait for answers turns out to be one of the hardest actions I have had to participate in. But the defiance in her eyes warns me this is going to be harder than I thought.

"Hard to follow someone when they are by your side." The words are full of hatred, yet I sense the riddles to come aren't something I am wanting to entertain.

"Riddle me this, bitch." Pulling her head further back, the crack of a bone in her spine soothes the darkness inside of me. Fine it doesn't soothe but it does give me a semblance of pleasure. The pain in her eyes is the only sign that she felt anything. Curling her lip she tries to gather saliva but my hand squeezes her throat.

"Give me the name." Snarling at her I can hear Tri begging to take it from here. Reminding her who is boss, she settles down inside me, watching the darker side of my personality take over. "You can't speak, but I can hear your thoughts. Maybe I should try a trick and enter your mind, little lamb. Will I get the answers I have been seeking I wonder?" The shock on her face, the fear radiating from her pores is all I need. Now I have something she doesn't have. Come to think of it, I had no idea I was able to enter her mind and I'm not sure what prompted me to think of even suggesting it. The look on her face, the reaction Tri gave me when I spoke the words informs me, I do have the ability.

Licking the female's face, from her chin back to the top of her head, keep up people, her head is bent backwards. My teeth sink into her nose then my head twists breaking her nose in the process. Throwing her across the room, she lands like a rag doll gasping for air. "So time to play and get the answers I want!" Taking a few steps towards her is all it took before she passed out and I find myself in a world I wished I had not entered.

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The delicious looking tight ass cheeks are clenched together with each of his thrusts into her body. The groans and screams echoing from the walls should disgust me, instead I am fascinated with the ass before me. The strong legs they rest upon, the arch in his back with every rocking motion of his hips. From this angle I can just about see the ripples in his arms when he pulls her towards him. Quietly moving to the right of his body, I stumble and fall forward. Reaching my hands out to stop the fall, my eyes widen in fear when I see they are touching his body. I have no idea who this male specimen is, but I want to taste him. There is a tingling sensation on my tongue that needs to be sated with the flavour bursting from his body. "Rosebud....... FUCK!". My name is groaned from his mouth but then he yells the last word. Ok not yells, he GROWLS the last word just as his spawn making fluid enters the body before him.

WAIT he said MY NAME! With that realization bringing me to my senses it also dawns on me that the male did not feel me touching him. Frozen in place I try to communicate with Ástríðr, but she is as silent as the dead. Not wanting to panic, I focus on the sexy ass before me. Stepping back into the darkness of the room I am in. I watch the scene unfold before me.

"Why do you call her name? It's me you're fucking NOT HER!" The woman doesn't look as pissed off as her tone indicates... strange woman.

"Shut your mouth bitch!" His fingers grab her chin, in an unfriendly manner while he growls at the women he was just having sex with. "You don't get to as questions, your job is to bend over and take it like the good bitch you are." Throwing her away from him, she lands on her butt cheeks and growls at him.

"Get someone else to do your dirty work then." Crawling onto her hands and knees, her head lowers while she takes the time to draw in a long breath. After a moment or so she looks up at the male, who still remains a mystery to me, and pleads with her eyes. Shaking his head he turns to face me in all his beautiful glory. He looks in my direction with a raised eyebrow and a grin on his face, it feels as if he is looking directly into my eyes. That is until his words hit me in the chest and I realize he hasn't seen me at all, let alone know I am here.

"Rosie is the only female who holds my heart, she is the only female who has the right to answers from me." He turns and glares down at her, "YOU were made to keep me happy until she arrives." Crooking his finger at her, she stands, takes a few paces towards him then lowers her head in submission. "You will study her, you will mimic her every action and word. Right down to how she breathes. When she is by my side, you know your fate." She gasps then looks at him with tears in her eyes.

"Don't send me to him, please Alpha." Dropping to her knees she forms an unusual pose while crying and begging for her life. "He will kill me Alpha, he hates women. You my Alpha, love women and treat us ..." She is cut off before her sentence is finished

"SHUT.THE.FUCK.UP!" With the snap of his fingers her mouth disappeared and her body is stretched like an elastic band. How she has not broken, I do not know. "YOU." He points at her in disgust "are not even of this pack, you are a toy to be used until I say otherwise. If Ulmer wants to kill you, he has that right. " As soon as he has finished, he vanishes into thin air, leaving the scent of sandalwood and wet grass in the air. The scent that is now wrapping itself around me and arousing me at the same time.

"I. am. not. a. toy" she whispers. Looking at her, and I mean REALLY looking at her, I can see she is the spitting image of me. How did I not see this when we were fighting. Walking towards her, I sit down in front of her, knowing she can't see me, and study this body before me. This woman is my doppelganger but made to mimic me only until I am by that man's side.... who in the hell is he and what is happening. How did I get here, how do I get home?.... simply WHAT THE FUCK?