His Alpha (Sciam/Sterek)

Hallow

There was a dim lighting when Liam opened his eyes, a loud voice reaching his ears also.

"What the hell Krome! What were you thinking!? One, you didn't even come up with a good plan, two you DIDN'T tell me that you and Darius were going to get him tonight and three, Why in God's name did you hurt him!? He's pregnant you idiot! P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T! What if you killed the baby with the way you drug him around!?"

"Frista calm down, it's his own fault that he got beat up like he did. He was the one fighting me, I didn't really have a choice in the way I took him." Krome answered angrily.

"Frista-a, you don't think that the Alpha is dead d-do you-" A weak voice attempted.

"Oh hell I wouldn't be surprised if he was dead and lying on the lawn right now. You guys fucked up. Now I'm gonna have to clean up your mess. Dammit!" Yelled Frista as she swung her gloved hand against the small wooden table with a clap.

Liam's eyes welled up as he came to the realization that Scott could be dead by now, he wouldn't be surprised if he was. The wolfsbane they infused him with was a very lethal substance, nearly killed the young wolf in one night.

He unintentionally whimpered at the pain coursing through his mind and body, which caused a sickening silence throughout the musty building.

"Oh good, he's awake!" Said a deep voice whom Liam supposed belonged to 'Krome.'

Liam curled up around his stomach protectively and clenched his eyes shut and was flushed with memories of a crooked smile, it made his eyes snap back open. The Beta looked around helplessly whining when his shoulder smarted.

He looked down and nearly groaned at the ugly bite there, it was healing. But almost all wolves knew that Alpha bites and scratches were long lasting and slow to heal. Footsteps made him look up and to the doorway where three figures walked in. The teenager wasted no time in letting his wolf out, snarling and growling as he scooted back.

"Aw, Darlin' don't want to see us do you? When you were so caught up in my looks last night. I could see it, the want. I could see it in your eyes. That feeling that told you to come with me, to be with a stronger Alpha...You could feel it-"

Two things happened in that moment. One, Liam lashed out at the large and undeniably strong wolf in front of him, and two, the woman -Frista- yelled at Krome.

"What the hell is wrong with you Krome!?" She strode forward and jumped back when Liam clawed into Krome's legs, blood immediately coloring his pants.

With some unknown will, Liam managed to crawl up the front of Krome's pants and bit into his side.

"Arhg!? Get OFF!" Shouted the Alpha with words laced in animalistic growls.

Liam ignored him and pulled away for a second only to bite in deeper, a sort of savageness coming over him and he could suddenly only taste blood and it took over his senses. He shook his head and felt claws cutting into his shoulders in an attempt to remove him.

Shouting filled his ears, but it was dulled. Without care he tore his head backwards, feeling the skin and flesh in his teeth tear and slip. Then he was on his butt and spitting out a disgusting chunk of meat from his mouth, eyes bright yellow.

"GOD DAMNED BETA-!" Krome came forward, double canines elongated and glistening.

"SHUT UP!"

The loud scream made Liam jump where he sat on the floor, blood all over him, Krome too swung around with a harsh grunt.

Frista stood there with her hands in her flaming pink hair, something worse than anger in her expression, eyes wide in disbelief and full of fire.

"Get. Your. Ass. Out. Right. NOW!" She bellowed at Krome who looked stunned but listened anyway.