Chapter 32

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Tara's POV

Running. Yep, running. I was chasing down my old pack member. The beta of my old pack, Eli, was tackled by me and now he's running. He is weak, but that's my chance. He's slowing down and I'm catching up. I turn my myself and run towards a tree, jumping off the side of it, landing on Eli. He shifted back to human. "Please." He said to me."You abused me and beat me. You called me names and chained me outside. No person should be treated like that, especially not women, especially in the werewolf realm. You would be tortured and beaten then killed my the werewolf community if they found out. But I'll be nice and save you the pain and torture." I told him. I ripped his head off and got off of him. Now the Alpha. He was the one I hated most. Don't go thinking I'm mean for killing them. The rules are, if you are disrespected physically, repeatedly, then you are allowed to kill those who did it to you. They would be killed anyway by the werewolf community. I rushed to my old pack grounds and into the pack house. I leapt onto the Alpha and clawed at him with my might. He pushed me off, but I landed on all fours. His mate, the Luna, Merissa, came in and scoffed at me. "You. My mate will take you down." She said. Alpha Luke shifted and charged for me. He slammed into the door, crashing right through. I took my chance to quickly rip Merissa's head off and leapt onto Luke. I bit down on his neck and swung him to the ground. He smashed down so hard, it left a giant pot hole. I mentally smirked, since I can't in wolf form. He tackled me and bit my ear. I bit the underside of his neck and he howled and flipped off of me. He laid on his back and I leapt up to rip him to shreds. I sunk my teeth into his stomach and then in to his neck. Blood poured out of him and he stopped breathing. By now, the whole pack was staring, scared to death, because the reject of their pack that they beat all the time, me, had killed their Alpha. "I will let the werewolf community take care of the rest of you." I growled out and swiftly ran back into the woods towards Kailee's house. Kailee may be eleven, but dang! She's a fighter. She is also very serious when she has to be, but otherwise is care free. It's sad. Since she is involved in a conspiracy, she rarely is happy anymore. Kailee is serious all the time now and I'm worried. She's laughed and smiled before, but it's as rare as a white wolf, as is Kailee. It's easy to find Kailee's house. I can smell my mate's scent from a mile away. Yes, I've bet you guessed. My mate is Riker. The problem is...... I'm 15 and he's 23! That's 8 years apart. I just hope he knows the saying, 'Age is just a number.'

How do you like it so far? Tara is awesome, don't you think? Again, shout out to &
nightshadelovrgal ! Tara is not mean, she is allowed to kill them. The werewolf community would have killed them anyway, so what's the difference? Bye now my little doggies!

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