Never say Luna

Escaped? Just Laura. Hehe.

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I'm furious.
More than I've been before.
This is unnerving.
Gamma?
Yeah, Alpha?
I need you to book a reservation tomorrow at a five-star restaurant. My voice comes out right and controlled, and I can hear her worry through the link.
Umm... Give me a moment, please.
Sure thing. Crossing my arms, I wait for her to respond. My mind mulls over what had happened a few minutes ago.
Twenty Minutes Ago
"Don't mess with an Alpha... Luna," I growl over my shoulder. I hear him chuckle softly.
Annoyed, I stomp off into the forest where I encounter Laura.
Yes. The b*tch.
"H-Hello, Alpha," she murmurs softly.
I reach out and tap her gently. She's worrying me, because I've never seen her so... Frail? Cautious?
"What's wrong?"
"N-Nothing, Al-"
"If you give me that "nothing" crap one more time I'm going to beat your sh*t into a pulp."
Her face pales, and growling, I reach out with my mind and invade her thoughts.
Betray...
Rogue....
We need you...
Kill Alpha.
Ah sh*t.
This ain't good.
"What the hell?!" Laura screeches, stepping back. I snarl in her face, "I heard your thoughts."
"What do you-"
"F*ck you!"
I grab her hair - she's a petite 5"3 - and force her to come with me.
Summoning a guard, I growl at them, "Take this b*tch into the cells."
"Sure," the guard answers, looking puzzled. I link our minds together and murmur, I can't tell you right now. But I will announce it later.
Thank you, Alpha.
What's your name?
Anha.
I breathe out slowly, forcing my heart rate to go slower. That's a pretty name.
Thank you, Alpha!
Never mind about the cells, Anha. I'm taking care of this one, I say, tightening my hold on the blonde.
"What are you going to do with me?"
Her voice is quiet, but I twist her hair anyway. "I'm going to f*cking kill you."
"No you won't."
Her voice is sly, suddenly, and I widen my eyes in realization as the scent of molten liquid touched the air.
F*ck!
I drop her, and she scrambles away, but not before I see the syringe in her hand.
Howling furiously, I run after her. She's too fast, which means that I have only one option.
Aw sh*t. I liked this shirt.
Racing towards et, I widen my leap and throw myself forward, swiftly changing into my wolf and shaking out my fur as I hit the ground paw-first.
Close the border in South East! is my frantic command as I catch up to Laura and spin around her. She glares at me hatefully.
I feel so furious, I'm surprised that she hasn't burned from my gaze yet.
Shifting back into a human, I call for reinforcements in case she tries to run.
"Ending this once and for all, Laura," I snarl, walking towards her. Her hand inches towards me, and I throw my fist at her face in a blurred punch.
She's on the ground, and I immediately step back, out of range of the silver- or so I think.
As she sits up, she flicks her wrist, and I yelp as the syringe plunged into me. With luck, I'll be able to pull it out without injecting it into me.
Hissing from the pain, I grab the top and pull carefully, grimacing as the long needle leaves my arm. I throw it back at her, and it lands in her lap.
"Sit your f*cking ass up," I growl as she yawns and lies down.
"Why? You're not my Alpha."
"But I am a Alpha," I say with a smirk. The Alpha tone, b*tch. "Stand up."
She's screaming when she tries to resist. She's a low position in the Pack, the Hunter position, and I grin as she's forced to slowly obey my order.
"F*ck you!" she spits at me. "I hated you always, every since-"
"Yeah yeah," I interrupt, yawning. I really have no time for these stupid infatuations for revenge.
"How dare you?"
"How dare you?" I counter. "Betraying your Pack and Alpha?"
"You humiliated me!"
"You gossip about me," I retort.
This is getting no where. Rolling my eyes, I lean down and- guess what?
She still has the f*cking syringe.
And guess what again?
Yup.
She plunges it into me and injects a third of it into my wrist before I can get her off.
F*cking b*tch!
Wax.
I need wax.
Someone get me a candle!
The pain is starting, and I arch my back to scream.
Hurry up!
Two guards arrive, panting, and they halt as they see me.
Put it on my wrist, I groan. It'll heal me-
F*ck!
It's burning. Blistering. The smell of festering flesh hits my flared nostrils as I scream again.
This is worse than shifting.
This is dying.
And then- bliss.
Am I dead?
They say it took me ten minutes to snap out of my daze.
I am still hurting.
But the wax seems to numb the fire.
Am I dead?
No.
But I am furious. Even more than when Raze Marked me.
And that's almost as bad as death.
Cuz when an Alpha's furious, well... Let's just say that the receiving end does not receive ends well.
Well.
Well that's hard to right.
Well end well?
Urgh!
Present
We have two choices. Runij Inn, or Werewolf Cuisine.
It's literally called Werewolfe Cuisine.
Literally.
Well- L.O.L.
Haha.
I take it Werewolf Cuisine is for werewolves?
Yes.
Okay reserve that. I'm off.
Yes, Alpha.
I rub my wrist. The skin is still slathered with wax, and I moan as I touch the skin underneath by accident.
Suddenly, my eyes fly open. Sh*t!
Laura.
Where. Is. Laura?
Guards? Did you find Laura at the scene?
No, Alpha.
Find her now!
Yes, Alpha.
Sh*t. Sh*t. F*cking crappy sh*t.
I'm panting.
Laura must not remain alive.
My wolf's soothing voice hardens into agreement. She has betrayed our Pack. And that can only mean death.
I nod determinedly. Bring it on, b*tch.
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