The Sound a Wolf Cries

11: You Found Me

So, Deds to @isiscoran for being a supporter of this book! Plus, I am so sorry for not updating for approximately two weeks. I got had work for straight for days then left to visit family both weeks so... I couldn't write or update and... I'M SORRY IT'S A WEE BIT SHORT. ILY.

11: You Found Me

Haven Mayweather Jameson stood her ground with the heel of her foot on Alpha Thomas Hemmings throat as she stared down at the Alpha before her. He was gorgeous, she couldn't deny that fact. His midnight ruffled hair, his piercing blue eyes that contrasted with his pale skin and tone body- oh, she could melt right in front of him as his scent of woodsy pine and the salty air of the ocean suffocated her, forcing her head to spin in delight.

And his icy eyes morphed into dark orbs of black as he stalked closer to her. He walked with such power and dominance rolling off him, that even Haven began to question her position in this particular situation.

Slowly, she stepped off  Hemmings throat, beginning to walk backwards, keeping her eyes on the blue-eyed Alpha has he kept creeping toward her as her heart began to continuously pick up speed till the point where she swore it would pop out of her chest. 

His muscular arms reached out to her as her back smacked into the wall, closing her in. As swiftly as he saw her, his hands grasped her hips pulling her body close to his.

"Mine," he snarled.

***

Hazel Anne Jameson sat in her cell waiting for the scent of her sister to reach her nostrils. For some particular reason, the thought of Haven rose her irritation level- she wondered what her sisters score was. Probably higher than hers, Hazel decided and that idea had caused her blood to reach the boiling point.

And she was nervous. What if her sister did score higher than her, and she received no bids? But that didn't seem possible. Hazel had a wolf and unlike Haven, who had never shifted into her own.

"That's the beauty of it," Hazel mentally stated as she pictured her black wolf with the whitened patch on her thighs. She could recall when she turned thirteen when her wolf appeared, how painful the shift had been for her and the fact she was able to keep it to herself for all these years until the point where her sister could finally "blossom".

And it was Hazel's wolf she had to thank for healing her, for allowing her to hear and see the world once again after the incident when she was seven because of her stupid parents and those rogues, she assumed that tried to kidnap her and Haven.

It occurred to Hazel that without Haven, she would not be worth anything. It was the ability to have a twin, obtain wolf blood within her veins and still be alive that kept her here and costly and so demanded of.

That reminded her of Alpha Luke Evans' reaction towards her. How his eyes morphed into a black shade and the way his body reacted toward her when he came remotely close to her. His eye revealed repulsion as his body would willingly come towards her the way a mate would to its destined.

It was then that a sounding alarm had decided to turn on, it was a mixture of a fire and celebration. And Hazel watched the wall by the existed-ing  door open and the cell across hers. A screen appeared above the cell with a number as the one by the door held a chart.

"Hello to all the packs of the Nations! Welcome to the two-hundredth Bidding!" a voice announced over an intercom as Hazel came closer to the silver bars of her cell watching the number above the cross cell appear.

"Every pack has a chance to recruit for the most favored competitors-however, we must apologize if one of your favorites are killed by their own kind. We all know "rogues" are unmerciful!" the male intercom voice  joked.

And the names on the chart began appearing in order.

"On the charts are the ranking to the new rogues from the High Alphas. As we know the High Alphas have first dibs on recruits!"

   1. Jefferson Peters

Hazel nearly tripped as she ran closer to see the screen load the competitors, those she would be up against and nearly threatened by.

    2. Piper Leos

And all at once the board filled with fifty names, down to the lowest candidate possible.

50. Haven Mayweather Jameson