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him and lead Daniel’s wolves away as planned.
“I will have my retribution for all the suffering they have caused me. This is their fault,” he continued. “All I wanted was to use Christina to build magic for my own kind, to make the lives of those who painfully shift as true werewolves easier. Instead, those wolves died. You have all brought this on yourselves by thinking yourselves better than us. You know, I’d initially planned to use Christina and then release her. Now, I will use her, abuse her, and finally after she begs for it, maybe kill her when she becomes useless to me.”
He had definitely twisted all of that around, I thought, the words spat out by my brain. If he’d asked nicely in the first place, rather than attacking and threatening and even killing and torturing to get it, one of the Royals would have agreed to help him. You can’t demand things and just expect to get them. It totally evaded his demented way of thinking to have thought to just ask nicely, send a message. He was all the bad parts of an alpha with no redeeming qualities at all at this point.
Daniel, with an exaggerated swing of his hand like a dagger cutting the air, commanded his wolves to kill Josh and the others sent in for distraction, working right into our plan. I came out of my trance not dazed or wobbly, but ready to go. The distress call from Josh sounded through the trees as he and his bait team led those true werewolves commanded to kill on a chase. At the same time I cried out that we needed to go. My paws dug into the hard, dry earth without waiting, moving as fast as my four legs could carry me, leading my group without thought to the dangers I raced toward.
My fears turned to some sort of exhilaration, maybe the thrill of the hunt, as the wind I created with my speed whistled in my ears. I’d never gotten to this speed before, not even when trying during training to see how fast I could run. A hunting instinct kicked in I guessed as my mouth salivated more with each step I took. With my head straight out ahead of me, ears back, I felt my teeth start to show, the chill of the night air rushing across them. A low growl began deep in my stomach, vibrating as I raced on, dodging trees, leaping brush, with great agility. The closer I got, the more I picked up on his scent myself. My tail had actually started to wag, not in happiness, but a show of my excitement.
The instinctual emotions didn’t make a whole lot of sense to my human brain still functioning inside the wolf, but they felt right to my animal. There was no arguing, no time to think it all out anyway. I’d never been in anything but simulated attack mode with animals on the island, so this chase was all new to me, and all too real with an honest bad guy if ever I’d met one as my destination, my prey. By the time we reached the cabin, Daniel still stood on the porch kicking at something, some part of the rubble he’d created as he sent off rounds of curses mixed with angry words of having his revenge.
When I came to a stop, Nira and Lex along with the others behind me following suit, Daniel turned and saw us. His smile fell away as he took a quick glance around figuring out his dire straits. I could smell the moment of fear, freezing him with his shock. The human in me wanted to speak, to hit him first with my words, threats, anger, to make him feel, something, anything, close to remorse; though it probably wasn’t possible, I wanted it anyway, for a brief second before my wolf’s instincts took control again, rallied for a kill.
It didn’t take Daniel long though to snap out of his momentary lapse into weakness. He leaped from the porch and started his horrible shift, bones cracking, cries of pain echoing through the night as skin tore and a wolf emerged. My sympathy for him didn’t come though this time, not in this form, or not after what I knew. Either way, once his shift was complete, he took off, and I after him
“I will have my retribution for all the suffering they have caused me. This is their fault,” he continued. “All I wanted was to use Christina to build magic for my own kind, to make the lives of those who painfully shift as true werewolves easier. Instead, those wolves died. You have all brought this on yourselves by thinking yourselves better than us. You know, I’d initially planned to use Christina and then release her. Now, I will use her, abuse her, and finally after she begs for it, maybe kill her when she becomes useless to me.”
He had definitely twisted all of that around, I thought, the words spat out by my brain. If he’d asked nicely in the first place, rather than attacking and threatening and even killing and torturing to get it, one of the Royals would have agreed to help him. You can’t demand things and just expect to get them. It totally evaded his demented way of thinking to have thought to just ask nicely, send a message. He was all the bad parts of an alpha with no redeeming qualities at all at this point.
Daniel, with an exaggerated swing of his hand like a dagger cutting the air, commanded his wolves to kill Josh and the others sent in for distraction, working right into our plan. I came out of my trance not dazed or wobbly, but ready to go. The distress call from Josh sounded through the trees as he and his bait team led those true werewolves commanded to kill on a chase. At the same time I cried out that we needed to go. My paws dug into the hard, dry earth without waiting, moving as fast as my four legs could carry me, leading my group without thought to the dangers I raced toward.
My fears turned to some sort of exhilaration, maybe the thrill of the hunt, as the wind I created with my speed whistled in my ears. I’d never gotten to this speed before, not even when trying during training to see how fast I could run. A hunting instinct kicked in I guessed as my mouth salivated more with each step I took. With my head straight out ahead of me, ears back, I felt my teeth start to show, the chill of the night air rushing across them. A low growl began deep in my stomach, vibrating as I raced on, dodging trees, leaping brush, with great agility. The closer I got, the more I picked up on his scent myself. My tail had actually started to wag, not in happiness, but a show of my excitement.
The instinctual emotions didn’t make a whole lot of sense to my human brain still functioning inside the wolf, but they felt right to my animal. There was no arguing, no time to think it all out anyway. I’d never been in anything but simulated attack mode with animals on the island, so this chase was all new to me, and all too real with an honest bad guy if ever I’d met one as my destination, my prey. By the time we reached the cabin, Daniel still stood on the porch kicking at something, some part of the rubble he’d created as he sent off rounds of curses mixed with angry words of having his revenge.
When I came to a stop, Nira and Lex along with the others behind me following suit, Daniel turned and saw us. His smile fell away as he took a quick glance around figuring out his dire straits. I could smell the moment of fear, freezing him with his shock. The human in me wanted to speak, to hit him first with my words, threats, anger, to make him feel, something, anything, close to remorse; though it probably wasn’t possible, I wanted it anyway, for a brief second before my wolf’s instincts took control again, rallied for a kill.
It didn’t take Daniel long though to snap out of his momentary lapse into weakness. He leaped from the porch and started his horrible shift, bones cracking, cries of pain echoing through the night as skin tore and a wolf emerged. My sympathy for him didn’t come though this time, not in this form, or not after what I knew. Either way, once his shift was complete, he took off, and I after him
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