Alpha Wolf - Mate Mine

Chapter 60 ~ A Hellish Encounter

Frerea began to loosen Elena's chains with rough gestures, scratching her wrists.

Elena had no eyes but for that slut. She was ready to pounce on her and rip that black, putrid heart out of her chest, and rid the world of her pestilence.

With one last quick laugh, Cornelia began to shift into her wolf, while Frerea held Elena by the arms. It was as clear as that night that the witch intended to play dirty. Her smart plan was to fight against Elena in her wolf form, preventing Elena from doing the same.

Elena smiled to herself.

Cornelia stood no chance against Titilas, Elena's wolf. Little did she knew the chances to defeat Elena in her human form were slim regardless.

Wolf form or not, Elena was an Alpha's blood.

Alpha Giacomo had trained her hard, pushing her to combat werewolves in their wolf form countless of times. Warning her that, as an Alpha's daughter, she would have several enemies, both wolves and humans, lurking and waiting for the right moment to pounce.

Of course, her father was right.

Despite her confidence, Elena must not forget that her opponent was strong, trained by the most vicious wolves, and, most importantly, completely crazy.

An explosive combination.

Once Cornelia finished to shift, Frerea pushed Elena forward.

The latter did not waste a second. Rage and possessiveness pumped into her body as she launched herself at the brown wolf, taking it by surprise.

'Yeah, I'm fast, your stupid animal'

Elena connected her fist to her hairy face, causing a sickening snapping sound to fill the surroundings.

"Your wolf is as weak as your sick human form." Elena snarled as she watched the pathetic wolf fall backwards as blood began to spurt across the dry grass.

Cornelia's wolf rose quickly and stared at the girl with a mixture of disbelief and anger that made Elena grin. Then, the animal growled.

But Elena growled back, louder, as her fangs lengthened. Glittering and threatening.

Bewilderment was evident in those shocked wolf''s eyes, not expecting that.

Soon, they began to circle each other with cautious steps, observing and studying the rival.

Until the wolf launched itself at Elena's throat.

'Typical'

The latter could no longer bear the sight of that disgusting creature.

If she had been in her wolf form, Cornelia would have long been dead, because Titilas never showed mercy, she had been trained by her father himself to go straight for the kill.

Elena moved to the right, avoiding those yellowish fangs, and kicked her belly twice in a row, with a precise, fluid motion, before jumping backwards. Hearing more broken bones, Elena barely had time to be bitterly pleased.

In fact, Frerea had advanced, grabbing Elena's hair, pulling her head back and squeezing the delicate neck, making the girl almost faint.

Elena wiggled, coughing and choking, trying to free herself from the grip.

Seizing the opportunity, Cornelia dashed forward, her fangs soaked in saliva, ready for blood and flesh. Anger flared through those frantic eyes as the veins streamed out of furry face.

Frerea released Elena, shoving her to the ground, where she would be at the wolf's mercy, where it could tear her to shreds.

With a swift move, the evil wolf managed to bite Elena's leg, making her cry out in pain.