Unfaithful

Chapter 10: Instinct

Scott’s POV

My mind goes blank, not knowing how to react. Feeling like a deer caught in headlights, my eyes widen as my body presses further into the wall. Momentarily, my body freezes as I focus on the guy in front of me. He bares his teeth allowing a snarl to escape. His grip tightens on my shoulders making me wince at the sudden pain. My collar bone shifts under his vice-like grip. “Connor,” I hear a voice call out. I glance over Connor’s shoulder, my eyes land on a 6’1 muscular-frame male with dark brown hair. His hair is short on the sides and longer on the top giving him a military feel. Feral growls snap my attention back to the prick named Connor. Anger boils within me as I take in the situation before me. I should have listened to Derek but you know what. He should have known better than to bring me here. I mean, who does that? Who in their right mind brings a teenager around four volatile werewolves, hmm? A fucked up individual, that’s who.

Adrenaline rushes through me as my wolf pushes through the surface. My body starts shaking violently causing Connor to release my shoulders. My vision becomes sharper, my fangs extend, and claws replace finger nails. Swiping my arm at the bastard in front of me, he catches my movement and jumps back but not before my claws slash through his tender flesh on the side of his lower abdomen. He clenches his jaw as he reaches for his side, pulling his hand back. He looks at the blood before bringing it to his mouth. His tongue licks the blood off seeming to enjoy the taste. Oh my God. His eyes narrow on mine making me cringe. “You’re trespassing. You will submit,” he growls out. His voice causes a cold chill to run up my spine to the base of my neck. Who the fuck does this asshole think he is? My mom? My mate? My Alpha?

Eyeing Connor, my body tenses as I take in his stance. His legs slightly spread apart, knees bending, rigid straighten shoulders, fists clenching, anger rolls off of him in waves almost suffocating me. Finally, my eyes travel to his face. Our eyes lock, staring each other down, daring the other to make a move, tantalizing the other to attack. Yeah, that’s right. I’m not some punk ass bitch that’s going to roll over just ‘cause you think you’re a badass. His lip curls upwards exposing his fangs; a snarl leaves his mouth warning me to submit. Psh, that’s not happening. I tilt my head to the side, a smirk forms on my face. Does he really think I’ll submit to him? He’s smoking crack or something if he honestly thinks that. Anger flashes in his eyes as I refuse to break my stare. “That’s not happening,” I darkly growl out. Challenging his dominance, I step away from the wall causing the tension in the room to rise.

Circling around each other, I size him up looking for any weaknesses while snarls fill the room. Stopping, I take a menacing step towards him. Connor starts pacing back and forth in front of me, indecision clearly on his mind. I’m not going to stand here and wait for him to attack me. I lunge for Connor, tackling him to the ground. Straddling his stomach, I bring my hand back. My fist connects to his nose. Hearing a satisfying crunch, the feeling of bones shattering underneath my fist makes a smirk appear on my face. Blood gushes out of his nose sending my mind into a haze. The last bit of control I have slips out of my grasp as my fist repeatedly lands on his face, hitting his broken nose, splitting his lips, and dislocating his jaw. Blood covers my red swollen knuckles but I don’t feel anything. My wolf demands retribution. Raising my hand again, fingers spread, eyes focusing on his throat. Movement catches my attention. I reluctantly tear my eyes away from my prey. The military-looking guy from earlier rushes out the door mumbling curses under his breath. What the …

Connor uses this temporary distraction to push my body off of his causing my hand to fall against his cheek. Claws rip through delicate flesh, his eyes change in to a deep amber color with reddish tint in them. My body hits the floor. Before I can blink, he stands over my body. A spine-chilling growl erupts from his chest vibrating throughout the cabin. Awe shit. Windows shake from the force of the sound. I’m fucked! My body cringes in fear. Suddenly, the air rushes out of my lungs, pain spreads from my left side. “What the …,” I gasp out only to be cut off by sheer blinding pain as my ribs snap in different places. Only then do I realize that Connor is kicking the shit out of me. Automatically, my body tries to curl around itself. A sadistic laugh comes from Connor as his kick sends my body flying into the wall. A loud thud noise fills the room as my body crumples to the floor.