Eve looked like she had been run over by a train more than once. Her hair was matted and tangled, her clothes stained with mud. Her face was coated in a thin layer of dust and smeared makeup.
I wrinkled my nose at the sight of her. "Damn, what happened to you?" I asked her.
Her chest heaved heavily, Eve's breathing erratic now. "I've been living out here in the woods since Cain banned me from the pack, and it's all your fucking fault." She hollered while pointing a bony finger at me.
I pursed my lips. "Really, and how is it my fault?" I asked her, incredulous.
Her lip quivered. "Because you shouldn't be here, you shouldn't be Cain's mate; it should be me, not you! You aren't worthy of being his mate; you aren't worthy of being Luna!" She screeched at me.
"Aww, are we jealous?" I fake pouted, "Jealous that he no longer wants you? No longer fucks you, but me instead now? And that you, Eve, aren't worthy of being in this pack anymore? You are a sneaky, vindictive bitch, and you have gotten what you deserve." I was starting to put two and two together. Everything was making sense now that she was the woman working with Calyx.
Eve's eyes turned pitch black, and tears were threatening to spill as a low snarl slipped through her lips. She reared back and then charged at me full throttle, a crazed look on her face, as she ran towards me. I went into a half-crouch and prepared myself for the attack, just like Gunnar had always taught me. Just when she was about to strike, I gripped her wrist, turned my back to her and threw her over me, slamming her body into the ground.
She cried out in pain as her back harshly connected with the ground. I stepped back and prepared for her to counter-attack. But, instead, Eve tilted her head up to look at me, snarling viciously. Eve then flipped herself and jumped to her feet, crouching before me, ready to strike.
Eve came rushing towards me, screaming like a maniac, but before she could reach me, she was abruptly pulled back and thrown to the ground. I tore my gaze from the sight of a broken-looking Eve and turned to Cain, who was standing there with tightly clenched fists and a murderous glint to his eyes.
His gaze caught mine, trapping me where I stood. His chest was heaving, and his eyes were black. Cain then sauntered towards me, looking all sexy and shit, making my thighs squeeze together.
"Are you ok?" He asked in that deep, husky tone.
"I'm fine; I can handle her myself," I assured him.
Cain's gaze roamed over my body, inspecting every inch of it, as his eyes looked down to my feet before coming back and looking into my eyes again. He looked at me intensely for a moment before nodding and turning towards Eve. A deep and menacing growl rumbled from his chest as he scowled down at her.
"Care to explain yourself, outcast?" He roared at her.
She flinched at his words and recoiled. Her eyes flickered between mine and Cain's as she started to mumble, trying to find her words.
"SPEAK!" He bellowed out, causing both of us to wince. His voice was loud, and his tone was now more beast than man.
Eve was starting to cry now. "Cain, please, I'm sorry." She finally spoke.
"Freja is my mate and my Luna. Had you accepted that and didn't try to get rid of her, you wouldn't be in this situation. So you have no one to blame but yourself." He straightened himself and glared down at her as his lip twitched.
She stood to her feet, a look of hurt and anger masking her features now. "What makes her so special anyway?" She shouted at him.
Cain glanced at me, locking his gaze with mine. He continued to stare at me for a moment, then smiled brightly, with a look of admiration that I had never seen before.
"Freja is everything I want and more; she is the piece of myself that I have been missing, the piece I didn't know I needed. That's what makes her so special." In three long strides, Cain reached me, wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and pulled me into him, smashing his lips with mine.
He kissed me hard and passionately, his hands tangling within my hair, deepening the kiss. Cain finally released me and pulled back slightly. He stared into my eyes and smiled, then looked back to Eve. "You have ten seconds to start running, and you don't want me to catch you," Cain said in a deadly tone.
Her eyes widened in fear, and she turned on her heels, bolting in the opposite direction. Cain turned back to me, claiming my mouth with his once again. He continued his assault on my lips for a few moments, holding me tightly in his grasp. Cain finally let me go, then gripped my wrist and began to pull me along with him.
My brows furrowed. "Where are we going?" I asked, a little out of breath.
"Back to the house." His answer was short, and his tone was clipped.
"Why are you dragging me? I am not a child." I shouted at him while wondering why the hell he was acting like this all of a sudden, especially after he had just ravished my mouth.
"Shut up, Freja." That was the only response I got; he didn't even turn to face me.
"Excuse me?" I said, getting a bit pissed off now.
Cain stopped suddenly and turned to face me, narrowing his eyes. Then, unexpectantly, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder before continuing towards the house.
I pounded on his back. "What the fuck, Cain?" I hollered.
Cain smacked my ass hard. "Shut the fuck up?" He said, once again.
We finally reached the house, and Cain stormed inside, marching up the stairs, with me still on his shoulder, kicking him and pounding on his back furiously. Cain kicked his bedroom door open, entered the room and slammed it shut behind him. He then walked over to the bed and threw me on it, causing me to bounce as I landed.
I quickly sat up and glared at Cain. "What the fuck are you doing?" I demanded to know.
His chest rose and fell heavily as his lust-filled eyes roamed over my body. "You disobeyed me, love; you disregarded my orders. So, now, you are going to be punished." He leaned over me, placing an arm on either side and caging me between him.
My breath hitched as my pussy now began to throb. His face was mere inches from mine. Cain then rubbed the tip of his nose along my cheek.
Cain grinned deviously. "Are you ready for your punishment?" He asked me, and I had a feeling that no matter what my answer was, it wouldn't save me. But I didn't care, as the excitement of what was to come coursed through my body and gave me the courage to nod my head.
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The Alphas Prize
Werewolf"I peered up at Cain with tender eyes. "You are my mate, and a piece of my soul belongs to you. Just as it always has and always will." I told him honestly." A war broke out between the Harvest Moon pack and the Rogues, also known as the Dead pack...
