I watched as the pain washed over Randy, staring in contentment. His howl rung through the air; a truly sorrowful. Such a sound could break hearts, had those hearts not known what had caused it.
My smile spread even further as I watch the pain of the mate bond radiate over him. He crumpled over, wreathing in pain. What a marvellous sight.
Before I could register what was happening, Randy was back to his feet and lunging towards my father. I tried to stop him, but was quickly tackled to the ground by a few of the other wolves. He dug his teeth into my father's neck. My father howled in pain and fell, crumpled on the ground. He was in no state to fight. He didn't stand a chance. I had to help him.
I fought against the rogues, pinning me to the ground with everything I had left in me. I was exhausted; I couldn't keep fighting. All I could do was stare in horror as they swarmed my father. I watched as they tore him apart. Limb by limb, I watched chunks of flesh fly away from my father's lifeless body. "Stop! Please, stop. He's dead there's no need to continue. I'll do anything just please, stop," my begging was met with a wicked smile from Randy.
"Anything?" His amusement was clear in his eyes.
"Anything."
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Resist Thy Soul
WerewolfStalia is the daughter of the most feared shifter alfa known to their kind. She lives a happy life with a loyal pack and a loving family, all seems well until one day a group of rogues attack teamed up with some of her fathers most trusted packmates...
