Rise Of The Moonwalker Pack

Chapter 1-Taking Control

Becky's Pov
(Zane's soon to be mate)

I check my phone for what must have been the hundreth time in the last hour. A gnawing inside my stomach says that something is wrong.

Jess has never gone this long without responding to me. This is the girl who even takes her phone in the bathroom with her, that's how attatched to it she was. I know she said she was spending the night with her her new male, and that they were going somewhere 'special', but trust me, she'd still at least answer once to my continuous texts.

Even if it was just to tell me to screw off.

The bad feeling had started right around the time Zane left, saying he had important matters to take care of. And that he wouldn't be home till late, and not to wait up for him.

That wasn't going to be a problem, I don't particularly enjoy his company anymore, and was more than happy to be asleep before he got in. Or at least pretend to be asleep. I'd been doing a lot of that lately. Pretending.

When Zane and I had first started messing around about a year ago, I was sure he was going to choose me as his mate, but then the longer things went on it became obvious he was waiting for something better to come along.

I knew he was also messing around with other females too, but I was able to scare most of them off with nothing more than empty threats. I was hoping that if we spent enough time together he would eventually just give in and stop fighting the inevitable.

That was until he started seeing that female from Moonwalker pack. Or should I say dating, because that's what he did with her. I was used as nothing more than someone to give him a quick release when he needed it, and she got the privilege of being taken out for dinners and stuff.

Looking back I can admit that I should have just cut my losses and moved on, but I wanted revenge. I wanted to hurt him just as badly as he hurt me, and then laugh when I tore his heart out and stomped all over it. The biggest problem with my plan, was that in order for it to work, Zane would need to be in possesion of a heart to begin with.

And of course, the thing I never seen coming, was Kreed. It never dawned on me that in order to hurt Zane, I'd need to go through his wolf to do so.

The night that I finally got Zane to sleep with me, I had originally assumed that it would be him who couldn't get enough, and he'd keep on coming back for more. Who knew that the stories our parents always told us about watching how close you become with someone, or your wolf will imprint on them, was in fact true.

Since I had never met Kreed, and didn't really care about anyone's feeling except my own, I took his imprinting on me as a victory. Zane was so miserable about it, that I played it to my advantage every chance I got. I made sure to be as annoying as possible, and constantly in his face. Well for the first week and a half anyways.

Until I met Kreed one night by accident. I was downstairs, at two am talking on the phone to Jess about how well my plan was playing out, when I heard the sharp intake of breath from behind me. How he was able to sneak up on me I still can't figure out. When I turned around, his silver eyes trapped me in their intense stare, and held me there until it was me who caved.

The look of devastation was more than I could bear to see, so I hung up with Jess, and hung my head in shame. I didn't give two fucks about Zane's feelings, but I had ultimately hurt the side of him who didn't deserve it one little bit.