Chapter II - Awestruck

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BETA TATE SORROW

I was confused by her words.

'Im a monster'.

She seemed so delicate to be a monster. Too fragile. Tears were still continuously streaming down her face, as she stroked the boys face. Glancing over her shoulder I get a better look at the boy realization hitting me.

Tommy.

He was so excited about going on his first run as he was being preped about the rules. Only 9 years old. Anger washed through me.

His parents were back at the pack house and would be devastated. Tommy was their only child. 

"Get up" I whispered. She didn't seem to hear me, or was just ignoring me. My wolf was pacing in my mind angry for being disrespected.

"GET. UP " I spat. She heard me this time. 

"W...what?" 

"Get the fuck off Tommy. NOW"

She seemed confused at my words but then realised who Tommy was. The little dead boy.

DEAD.

She slowly placed his head back on the ground, stroked his face and slowly stood giving me the opportunity to get a look at her.

One look at her and I was blown away.

Even with a tear-streaked face she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. With hair like corn silk and pouty red lips. Lips I'd like to fuck. Hard. The image maked me grin.

But the most sensational feature was her eyes. They were a very pale lilic with a dark ring of blue with long black lashes fanning her face. She had a line of freckles on the bridge of her nose. It's a shame she will die soon, other wise she could of been my flavor of the month.

Giving her a sinister grin I walk slowly towards her and stand directly in front, making her shrink back while her eyes filled with sadness and fright.

Good.

She takes a furthur step back, angering me further.

"Don't walk away from me!" I spat in her face grabbing her arm.

As soon as my hand made contact with her arm, she freezes her whole body stiff. Looking back into her eyes I notice they're no long their original lilic, but an extraordinary silver. I'm mesmerized. I can't seem to look away.

I don't even notice her reching forward and grabbing my hand.

"DON'T. YOU. EVER. FUCKING. TOUCH. ME. AGAIN"

She says slowly in the most menacing voice, making my wolf whimper. And with that she snaps my hand of her forearm and twists it back and returns to the language I heard earlier.

She says it louder looking directly into my eyes. It's the most agony I have ever felt. The pain has spread from my hand going through my body as if a snake is slithering through. She lets go of my hand and grabs hold of my neck lifting me above the ground. My legs dangle in the air and i'm unable to talk. To scream. I can feel my insides being twisted and turned and i'm no longer able breath. I'm unable to fight back due to the pain, even though my wolf is begging me too. I can feel my wolf drifting away form me. 

Just before I loose conscious, I hear a low fearsome growl. Looking behind the womans head, I see a wolf, as big a horse with the most sinister look in its eyes.

"Any last words" The woman asks me oblivous the the wolf. 

"It's going to be painful" My words confuse her, but before she has time to respond.

The wolf jumps.

Alpha.

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