Chapter 3 - Who are you?

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-Love_Joy

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Angel's POV

"Sweetheart, please stop rubbing your chest, you'll hurt yourself even more." 

There in the door of my room, stands a woman probably in her 20's, looking at me with an unreadable expression.

Wait, is she one of those people in the BloodMoon Pack? The pack who destroyed our pack? Is she here to get the box my mom told me to guard with my life? Is she here to threaten me? To hurt me? To hurt my parents? I can't let that happen! I can't and I won't. If she wants the box, then she'll have to go through me.

Anger immediately rose in me and I got out of the bed and in a split second, I already had my hands on the woman's throat, placing my thumb at the center of her throat, slowly cutting off her oxygen supply.

"What do you want from me?! Huh?!" I demanded. I can feel my eyes turning red and I can feel my wolf slowly rising, almost taking control. The woman in front of me was panicking, eyes widening, probably not expecting me to choke her, trying to catch some air. Seconds passed and I started getting impatient coz' the woman isn't answering my questions. I shook her whole body roughly and asked one more time. "I said what do you want from me?! Who are you and why am I here?! Answer me!!" Power and dominance clear in my voice since I do have pure Alpha blood in me. I can see her still struggling in my hold, trying to catch some breath. I have had enough. If she is from the BloodMoon Pack, I'd just have to kill her. But if she isn't from that pack, I'd still kill her. Better safe than sorry.

I tightened my grip on her neck, causing her to thrash around madly. When I was about to end her life, I was suddenly thrown across the room and landed on the ground with a thud. Wow, that person was a bit strong. Key word, "a bit."

I was beyond furious, who dare interrupt me while I was having my sweet moment in killing that woman slowly?! I stood up, shook my head to try to clear my mind. I then growled loudly, almost being animalistic, showing my sharp canines at the process, claws starting to appear and eyes ready to kill.

I saw that it was a man who interrupted me from killing the woman. I then charged towards him, grabbed him by the neck, and started chocking him like I did just minutes ago to the woman. I think this is her mate. Hmm.. I should just kill them both. The man's eyes widened, probably wondering where I got the strength I so powerfully had. "How dare you interrupt me at the process of me killing that woman?!" I said, well more like commanded, looking at the woman while tightening my grip on the man's throat.

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