Venomous Liaisons

6- Attacked

Chase POV
(Unedited)

Blood. There was just blood every f*cking where. Dead bodies lay sprawled across the entire pack house from the kitchen to the living room and upstairs. It was a violent mess, limbs had been cut off, several heads were decapitated and some shot. Men and woman.

I am currently leaning against the staircase feeling so damn useless because I cannot f*cking move. I had been shot in the abdomen. The veins are pitch black and are branching from the wound to the rest of my stomach, which means the bullet had f*cking poison in it. I attempt to pinch the bullet with my thumb and index finger causing the blood to engulf my hands the further I attempt to dig for the bullet. I black out for a few seconds due to the excessive pain before trying to pinch the bullet again.

But its no use, my hands grow limp and fall to my sides.

My body seems to go weaker and weaker and before I know it, I black out.

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1 hour earlier

Chase POV

"Mmm Chase." The unknown redhead moans into my mouth and grips the nape of my neck to deepen the kiss. My hands glide down her thigh and I tug at her to sit on my lap to which she obliges.

"Yo Chase!" Storm my best friend and soon to be beta yells barging into my room.

"Dude what the hell?!" I growl and push the redhead off of me. "Can't you see I'm busy?"

Storm ruffles his blonde hair and dives onto my bed. "Sorry dude but does it look like I give a crap?" Storm gives a sarcastic smile, giving me the urge to just get up and strangle the douche.

The redhead is sitting on the edge of the bed with a childish pout and crossed arms over her chest.

"Hun could you please give us like 5 minutes to talk in private?" Storm asks giving her a tight lipped smile. The redhead let's out a huff before giving me a flirtatious wink and walking out the room.

"Do you even know her name?" Storm raises his eyebrows ludicrously at me.

I shake my head and shrug my shoulders. "I dunno, she looks like a Yolanda.."

Storm bursts into a fit of laughter and slaps my bed repeatedly. "Yolanda? Dude that's sounds like she works at some f*cking hair salon. You, my friend, suck at guessing names."

I roll my eyes. "Why do I have to remember them anyways? I only need the girl for one purpose. To satisfy my needs."

Storm shakes his head disapprovingly. "That's going to change in like a week."

I scoff, he is talking about my 18th birthday. We can only find our true mate once we turn 18. But that's not what I'm excited for. In actual fact, I don't really want a mate. I prefer the fun unattached life. No whiney clingy girl demanding for attention every 2 damn seconds. No thank you.

The only thing that I'm looking forward to when I turn 18 is when I finally become an Alpha of the Blood Crescent pack.

"You know I can't stick to one girl, Storm. I get bored." I say monotonously before standing up and sinking into my rollar-chair.

"When you find your mate, its different dude. I swear. You know me, I was just like you until a month back when I met Jess..." He let's out a dreamy sigh seeming to be lost in his own little world. I had to stop myself from gagging on my fluffy carpet. Cause trust me, it would be a b*tch to clean up.

"You're so whipped." I muttered and pulled out my delicious cigarette. I placed it between my lips and patted my jean pockets for a lighter but groan when I couldn't find it.