Blue Bloods

Crossing the Blue Bloods border might have been the wrong thing to do for Clover.

I heard a dominant growl behind me that sent shivers down my spine. My wolf wanted to submit to him. I refused. The submission only meant one thing. He is an Alpha.
At the same time I felt an exhilarating rush through my body. My legs shook as I tried to run faster from the unknown feeling I was receiving. I didn’t want any of this. I didn’t want to tie myself down and suffer the consecuinses. Immediatly I regretted crossing the Blue Bloods border.
I ran a bit faster, feeling him gaining fast on my hind legs. I saw the border, the blue light showing me the way. I aimed for it and took a giant leap...
Strong paws crashed down on my hind legs, forcing me hard down on the ground. The impact made me wince as I rolled on my back, trying to get the prying wolf off me. His head was twice as large as mine, his liqued brown fur coaxed me to touch him. His dark brown eyes were stern as he opened a mind link into my mind. I couldn’t block it out, he was just too strong.
A leap away, the border shone brightly, inviting me to escape from beneath him and jump the last piece of distance. Yet I couldn’t. He held me strong to the floor, making me quiver beneath him and finally giving him the submission he wanted. He won.