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“If you are going to shoot me underneath the table when her fingers moved as if to shoot. I heard her laugh after a few seconds without hearing a gunshot. I crawled to the other side of the table before I stood. As I rose to my feet, I heard a loud gunshot that made me dive back down. I heard a yelp from the door.
“What the f**k did you do that for?” I heard an unfamiliar masculine voice gr0an in pain.
“Oh goddess, I am so sorry! You frightened me!”
I peeked around the table to see a man clutching his bicep with b***d seeping out. “I thought it was this b!tch’s mate!” She pointed at me when I finally stood.
“Is this his mate?” The man on the floor asked, giving me a weird look. “Hell, Sky. I can’t believe you shot me.” He staggered to his feet.
“I meant to shoot her,” she was saying to the man, looking visibly distressed. She kept her gun trained on me while she watched the man who I assumed to be her mate.
I wasn’t going to wait around listening to their chit-chat before I did something. The man hunched over as he stood, still holding his bicep while I crept towards Skylar. Her hands shook around her weapon.
She turned to me and I only hand a second to duck and then fly at her, knocking the weapon off her hands and slamning her to the ground.
She struggled against me to reach for her weapon but I was faster, kicking it away.
Her mate came to her aide, yanking me off her by my hair. I saw stars and I was sure he r!pped out some of my hair. He flung me away from her and staggered, the silver bullet in his bicep weakening him with its fast-spreading poison.
‘Shift. Let me handle this,’ Artemis whispered but it was not a wise choice considering she was an omega who would be fighting off an alpha.
‘Shift. Trust me. The magic is stronger when we shift,’ she pressed.
I had no choice but to trust my wolf, primarily because I could see Skylar start to shift, fur covering her skin and her eyes changing while her mate staggered to the ground, collapsing.
We met midair; my wolf and hers.
I should have destroyed this pack from the beginning. I should never. have let their disrespect and brazenness mount to the point where they thought they could defy me once, twice, and then start an insurgency.
Redville did not matter until I took over the pack.
They would not have lasted another fifty years as a pack without going bankrupt or succumbing to rogue attacks considering the two idiots they had in line as Beta and Alpha. I saved Redville because it became mine but Zavier and his men had no honor. I would teach them.
“He is somewhere around here,” the warrior who alerted me to Zavier’s presence on pack lands said, pointing to a dark alley. I could indeed scent Zavier. I did not need him to be pointed out. He carried the stench of one who would soon turn rogue. The scent pricked my nostrils and made my wolf edgy.
What the warrior beside me didn’t know was that I was not born the previous day. I could scent an ambush from miles away. Did he think I had no nose to smell the over twenty men who were also in the alley with Zavier? Did he think they wouid be able to take me?
I felt cold hands on my bicep and my skin crawled. I turned with rage burning in my ch3st to see who touched me. Clover heaved a breath, her hand on my bicep. I shrugged her off with enough force to have her stumble back.
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“I have told you that you are the least of my concerns at this point. Do not touch me, do not follow me, and if you value your head, you would hide from me.” Zino intervened, pushing forward with a snarl.
The fact that I was about to put down so many people and I had this bitch still pestering me did not seat well with my wolf. I was angry and exhausted and didn’t need any more nonsense on my plate.
You are walking into an ambush I left her with her sentence unfinished. There were warriors stationed around this alley. My warriors.
As expected, the minute I walked into the dark alley, men started to fall out from different corners. Some strolled forward like thugs while others jumped out of vehicles and some sat back and watched. The backup, eh?
Adrenaline filled my veins. It had been so long.
Too long. My mate’s touch had calmed me, taken away the itch to wander and conquer but the euphoria of domination was not something I would ever forget. I could taste it on the tip of my tongue. I almost spread my arms to embrace it but I didn’t. I walked forward, tracking Zavier’s Scent.
‘Be careful. You are no longer invincible!” My mate’s voice rang in my ears.
I will,’ I muttered under my breath. ‘But I am still very much invincible.’
“Who are you talking to, cursed thing?” Zavier walked out from a corner, flanked by five men.
The other men started to advance, forming a circle around me. I paid them no mind. They would fall with their leader and he would fall in five moves.
You should have left when you had the chance to,” I said then I shifted. Zino smirked at the surprises on their faces. I had mastered fast shifts long before they were conceived. Zavier was not so lucky. I pounced on him before he completed a shift.
I pulled a chunk off his face as it changed to that of a wolf. He screamed and pushed me off with sudden force. His third move was delivered by one of his henchmen as the lot gathered me, shifting as they came. I slashed at one’s jugular, b***d splattering around us.
They all came at me but I had a target. When he stepped forward, the others fell back. I was his kill after all but he would be mine. I think a part of him knew that already. He’d erred for the last time. He had long claws and a strong grip but I had the muscles he lacked; the strength and experience that came with a hundred years curse.
When he slashed my chest with his overgrown claws, I cringed.
The injury stung, it made me blank for a second and a second was all he needed to flip our positions and get on top of me. His wolf’s eyes turned red like a rogue’s, glowing in my face while I processed being injured.
Years. I’d had years to forget the pain of an injury. I’d been cursed to wander, to search, suffer, and live miserably. Physical pain was not part of my suffering. I healed before my brain registered most injuries. But not that day. Not when I had Aysel, my curse breaker.
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