"Let go of me you, beast. You-you monster!" Mate screams.
He's dominant.
He's ruthless.
He's the Alpha King.
And he only cares about his mate, his Luna.
She's innocent.
She's caring.
She's a delicate, fragile, human.
And she doesn't even kno...
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Her brown, wavy hair falls down her back as I carry her into my Porsche. I'm definitely going to be taking her home with me tonight, especially after what that asshole had tried to do to her.
After calling my Beta, Evan, I had the bastard thrown in my dungeons because he knew of my status and that Mercy was my little mate. I just needed to figure out why though. How in Moon Goddess' name did a filthy rogue find out about my mate.
Ah. . . Mercy, so sweet and innocent. She couldn't even hurt a fly. Standing at five feet exactly, she is the perfect size for my bigger frame. She'd fit right next to me, like two puzzle pieces finally coming together at last. But first I'd need for her to accept my world first. I would probably- most likely- tell her that I'm a werewolf first, don't want to freak her out too much. Then once she accepts me- which she will because the Moon Goddess wouldn't give me a mate who hates me- I'll tell her about the pack, how she's my mate, how I'm the Alpha King, and how she'll be the Luna and Queen. We'll grow old together with kids and do-
Pussy whipped!
My wolf, Reid, comments.
Reid, I'm not 'pussy whipped', just because I can envision a life with my beautiful mate doesn't make me that. Hell, if you don't want her, I'll gladly take her.
Hell NO! She MINE. You can't have her, she'd choose me over you anyways.
You haven't even met or talked to her. How ya gonna win her if you can't talk to her. I taunt fully aware of how angry he is at me. He's so easy to taunt though.
I'll take over, you incompetent asshole!
Mhmm. . . I'll always be the one who gets to spank her, fuck her, and eat her. That sweet little ass of hers.
He roars in my mind, making me laugh. He'll get to have intimate moments with her sometimes. . . maybe. I'll decide.
Wanting nothing more than to march up to my room, where she lie sleeping, and ravish her all night. I decide against it because now is the time for torture. I'll make sure he suffers; long and tortuously for trying to rape my mate.
As I walk down the dungeons, I mind link Evan, telling him to get the mutt prepared. I hear the screams from my other prisoners, wanting to be let out, but once I pass by, they know not to move an inch.
My pack, Dark Hound, is built out of strong warriors that have gone through some serious shit. At a young age I train my wolves to become strong and fierce. We also keep the mutts that have caused the most harm and if the victim older wolf would like to take revenge we allow it. Either they do it or I do it.
