Protecting Elijah

•Chapter 11• Welcoming Wounds

A/N: This may be a little graphic.

Just a warning for the 2 people who read my book.

Lol.

I can already feel the blood pouring out from both sides of my necks.

I'm surprised I didn't fracture my neck or pop a fucking artery. The pain is excruciating as I cry out in desperate need. I'm howling and growling, even I can hear it. The two mutts hanging onto me like leeches.

I use all of my strength to move my head back and than forward, slamming their bodies into the ground as their teeth release from my neck. I see Stephan try to get to me, but other wolves went to him and are now standing both in wolf form, blocking him from getting to me. He's growling so loud, I almost shit myself, but I'm too busy trying to kill theses two bastards.

This should be easy I smirk to myself, as I eye up the weaklings on the ground whimpering in pain.

The first one gets up and charges at me, going for my neck again growling. I quickly bite into the side of his jaw ripping some flesh off, and feel the bitter taste of blood in my mouth.

He falls to the ground whimpering even louder as I challenge the next one. He lunges himself at me using his paws to scratch my chest. I hiss out as I feel the blood pouring out from the newly ripped flesh.

I clamp my mouth onto his neck, sinking my teeth into the fur and skin. I'm satisfied as I hear a crunch and another loud whimper.

Don't worry I didn't kill him. I was taught how to kill a wolf. I know how much pressure is needed to kill one, and trust me, I probably just fractured his collar bone.

He shakes his head growling at me and I do the same back, ignoring the pain in my neck and chest. We circle each other snarling, blood and saliva dripping from my teeth as I lick them in a challenging manor. He jumps at me again.

Fucking idiot.

He's mid air as I clampdown onto his hind legs, bringing him down underneath me as I growl and break his leg with my teeth. He whimpers in distress from the crunching noise.

What fools to attack me. I'm bigger than both of them in wolf form. How are they even warriors. Weak. I should show them just how vicious I can get.

"That's enough Jessica, I may need these people" I turn and look hearing Elijah's deep, chuckling voice.

His eyes widen slightly as he looks at me. Blood dripping from my teeth, sweaty, sticky fur and blood lust in my eyes.

It doesn't take long for his eyes to turn darker from the lust he probably feels from my appearance. It's only natural. Especially since he's an Alpha and I'm his mate. He loves seeing me like this. Out for blood, wanting to kill.

He walks closer to me, being eye level with me. He's the same size as me when I'm in wolf form.

I can't even comprehend what he's saying, because my mind is hazy with fury and anger. I'm a warrior. I'm made to kill and fight, it's all I've ever known.

"Let's clean you up yeah?" He asks softly while trying not to touch my wounds. I whimper as his hand touches me and think about what it would feel like to have his hands all over.

"Please shift, it will be better for you to heal."

I listen to him and almost drop from the sudden wave of exhaustion that hit me. I slowly lean towards him, as he catches me, wrapping his strong arms around me waist.