Clara Mainn wasn't expecting a man with red eyes, black claws, and teeth as sharp as razors to attack in the night.
Suddenly thrown into a world of supernatural creatures, Clara is finding it hard not to question her own mental sanity. A chance enc...
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Five months later...
CAGE WANTED TO PUNCH SOMETHING. Anger and frustration clouded his mind as he itched to transform and set his inner wolf free at the sight of his new found challenger, Jiacko.
Cage saw an inexperienced young wolf with no leadership skills who was foolish enough to challenge him. Jiacko saw an alpha who was not strong nor strict enough.
Having his own way of thinking, Cage knew Jiacko and himself were bound to clash and duke out their differences. He just wasn't expecting it to be a public event.
Standing across from Cage, Jiacko had a smug look plastered on his young face. Challenging the alpha just moments ago, he didn't care about the consequences that might come from questioning authority.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Cage bit out through gritted teeth, his fists clinched in anger. Jiacko smiled at his question.
"You aren't scared, are you alpha?" Jiacko replied tauntingly.
At first, Cage wanted to show mercy on the small wolf he knew had barely any instincts, but now, he wanted to teach Jiacko a lesson. One he would never be able to tell his friends or family after today.
To be spoken to by an alpha was a gift, to be praised by an alpha was something that most strived for and never received, but to be killed by an alpha was believed to be the most shameful thing for any wolf.
Cage wanted to shame Jiacko so much, he couldn't help but smile. His pearly whites reflecting the firelight in the den.
Transforming into his wolf in mere seconds, Cage left the crowd of wolves around him speechless as he pounced forward and tore into Jiacko's fleshy human neck with his sharp canines. His victim letting out a whimper as he too transformed into his wolf.
Biting the air to try and scare the alpha away from him, Jiacko took a moment to breathe and regain his balance.
Jiacko was impulsive and weak. Cage was prideful and stubborn. Both of their weaknesses would surely backfire on the two of them, or even get them killed.
Cage let his guard down the moment he glanced towards the crowd to find the one person he cared to impress, Angelica. Her blue eyes found his green one and she smiled that same pretty little smile at him, as she did when he first met her.
Blonde of hair, standing at five foot seven, Angelica sure was a beauty. Cage never knew why he was so drawn to her. She wasn't his soulmate, but that didn't stop him from dancing in the sheets with her once or twice in the past. She always begged Cage to mark her, but something inside of himself always held him back from doing it.
