I woke up again, but this time I was roped to a tree in the middle of the woods. With vervain. Every move I made burned. I hissed in pain. I was weak again from the vervain soaked ropes and all I wanted to do was rip somebody's head off.
There was a single man in front of me. He was in low waisted blue jeans, a red shirt, with cowboy boots and a black jacket. His unruly brown hair hung just above his eyes and his bright blue eyes stuck out. He might of looked cute if it weren't for the sharp stake in his hand.
Behind him I saw Jackson, he was completely unconscious and he wasn't even tied up. He was just laying on the ground about a hundred feet from me. If only I was strong enough.
"Jackson." I breathed, struggling against the rope, hissing at the pain.
"He can't hear you vamp. He is unconscious after all. By the way, my name is Carl. I'm the one who is going to kill you." He said and only then did I realize that he was a werewolf. Not a human. I was definitely going to die soon. Please just let Jackson live.
Carl came closer and closer, until he was mere inches from me. He undid my ropes and I collapsed immediately. I was much weaker than I realized. I could barely move. I stared past the guy, and looked at Jackson. His eyes opened and he looked back. He started to sit up but it was too late.
Carl said, "This won't hurt a bit." Then he stabbed me in the heart and my chest exploded with the worst pain I had ever felt.
"I love you Jackson."
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The Alpha
WerewolfJackson never saw it coming. His father had just declared him alpha. But then he was forced to mate with somebody that was not his mate. It wasn't right. What would happen when he found his real mate. He is about to find out. His father may have for...
