Jason rose from the sofa, pushing away Georgia who seemed like she couldn't get enough of his manhood, and even tried to continue sucking on it even as Jason stood. She followed on her knees behind him- he didn't say to stop sucking yet after all.
Jason tucked his member back in his pants and zipped up the zipper as he strode to stand in front of Harrod who lay on the floor staring lifelessly at his broken wife acting so disgraceful and slutty towards the person he hates the most- Jason! Harrod was devastated. His chest still tightened and hurt so much from the betrayal. However, he was so beaten up and shocked that he was numb to the pain. Only the streak of tears that fell down his face showed how hurt he was. " Are you mad?" Jason crouched and asked in a hush as he pulled on Harrod's red-brown hair. The latter looked up to Jason with his lackluster gaze still filled with fury. " Rather, shouldn't you be mad at her?" Jason pointed towards Georgia who was now trying to clean herself of the saliva she was covered in with her palms. Her tears had long dried off, and her eyes seemed to have lost their kind and gentle shine. Harrod could tell she had become something... someone else. He found it hard to believe that this was the same Georgia, his mate that he'd loved and cherished all this time. He refused to believe it. " Join me. And you could have things far better. Ladies far better than her, who will revere and serve you how. you want all to yourself. You could screw them however you want." Jason ushered. " I see It in your eyes. You want it too. The way she put her life on the line to satisfy me. You can't resist the urge as an Alpha. I know you..." " Besides, would you keep yourself hurting because of someone like this? Someone who would betray you without giving second thoughts to it?" Jason urged in a deep tone as stared down at Harrod. In all honesty, he found Georgia distasteful and disgusting. She reminded him of someone he still held a deep grudge against. And he planned to find her someday. " Withdraw your bond with her warrior, she isn't worthy of you! " Jason rose and walked to stand beside Georgia who knelt on the floor as he stated coldly. He grabbed on Georgia's hair, pulling it hard and jeering her to look at her beloved mate. The latter stared at her mate and just shook her head whilst making a bitter face. Harrod looked up to see the state of Georgia. She cried and shook her head. Harrod didn't know what she felt nor what was in her mind. He could feel the fear, hurt, and pain in her from their bond, but their was no regret. He hated it! He hated it so much! He hated that she still had the guts to disagree with him not to withdraw his bond with her and end their relationship after what she'd done. Harrod felt from their bond that Georgia had only done what she did out of desperation for survival but even at that, he still hated it! Was she fighting for her life when she did it or did she enjoy it? Georgia seemed to be inclined towards both and it pissed Harrod off. ' No, the real question is she so desperate for life that she'd degrade herself to such a state?' As an Alpha, Harrod seemed to lose all respect for Georgia. He expected her to have a steeled resolve and be willing to stay loyal to death. Even though he knew he had failed his duty towards her and knew that Georgia had failed to do the same, which was only fair, Harrod still couldn't stomach this. He had at least tried to protect her and was willing to die trying, on the other hand, Georgia didn't even put up a resistance and had not hesitated to betray him- not in the slightest. 'No! What's left? This hurt can never cease unless I...' Harrod struggled to clamp his chest with his hands as he gave thought to Jason's words. The more he thought about Georgia's betrayal, the more it hurt. Having watched it happen right before him and seeing how much effort she put into it, Harrod was scarred. The pain was agonizing and he couldn't bear it any longer. " You're right..." Harrod grunted. He considered their relationship to have ended after she did that. The pain that hit him in his chest at the moment was proof of this. It cut too deep, and there was no way he could continue with Georgia. He didn't think it would have hurt any less if she had withdrew from their bond. He just couldn't bear the betrayal, and the fact that they were still bonded made it even more difficult. Harrod switched his gaze back to Jason as he slowly nodded his head and solemnly stated as he severed his bond with Georgia. " Georgia Mercer..." Georgia hearing her full name being called by Harrod after such a long time felt a loud toll weigh down on her heart. Her eyes widened and shook despondently without focus as she felt her bond with Harrod slowly slip away. ' No!' She tried to reach for it but it only grew farther and farther away from her grasp. " I, Harrod Dawson, Alpha of the Stingfang pack, Reject you as my mate!" Harrod declared, withdrawing himself completely from his bond with Georgia. He felt empty inside, even though his chest still tinged in pain from the betrayal. However, the pain only fueled his hate and disgust at Georgia. The mere sight of her pissed him off and he ignored her even though she seemed devastated at the moment. Harrod had felt Georgia's remorse at the last moment before he severed the bond he shared with her but... He didn't care! He had stopped caring when he saw her enjoy the act of sucking on Jason's member so fervently. Hell, she had even licked and struggled to keep sucking when the latter pushed her off. It was extremely degrading. " Good!" Jason said after, gracing his face with an accomplished grin. He released his grasp on Georgia's hair and walked towards Harrod, totally ignoring the broken and dejected Georgia who fell on the floor limply. Georgia stared at a loss towards a point, down in the mouth. " Rise" Jason reached out a hand. Harrod hesitated but seeing the expression on Jason's face, he decided to take his hands. "Ugh!" He grunted as he slowly stood up, despite the pain that permeated his whole being. If anything, Jason made him realize his Alpha side, and he didn't want to look inferior before him. As an Alpha himself, Harrod couldn't take the dent in his pride. Even though Jason had dented all his pride, and ego and taken his mate right before him, Harrod still respected him for having shown him how weak he'd grown. And, Harrod being a person who believes in consequences, could only thank Jason for helping him realize this. Jason didn't stand around to watch Harrod's struggle. He instead proceeded towards the window and stared outside with a stern expression on his face. Of course, Harrod followed behind him to do the same. He knew the Alpha was trying to show him something. And it was indeed the truth. Outside, there was nothing but destruction everywhere during the night. Bodies were on the floor, some were enslaved by chains and ropes and were crying as they held on to the hope of living through this massacre. They watched as some women were smacked around while the children were tied up. Harrod felt downhearted seeing them all in such a state. He knew that he was supposed to be their protector. But then, he failed... " Look at those women... How about it? They've always made you work for them as the alpha haven't they? I bet you can hear them cursing and calling you weak right now..." " How about they suck you with that same mouth. Huh? How about it? hahaha!" Jason turned around to face him as he spoke crazily. Jason was the true devil! Georgia, still in her dispirited state, turned her head to look towards where Jason and Harrod stood. She couldn't help but shake her head with incredulous disbelief in her gaze at Jason. ' He is evil... and of a twisted mind.'The scent of drinks being poured mixed with the stench of sweats, confiscating a strong odor within the small space . The dim lighting created a cozy and intimate vibe, harmonizing with the sound of laughter and small conversations that filled the air while soft music played in the background, further setting a suitable mood for drinking. Yoldes’ palm was as rowdy as any other night with the usual loud chatters and laughter. The local pub reeked of beer and alcohol as men and women indulged in high spirit. Some binge drunk while others just sat alone and drank away their thoughts. Relief being found in the bottle, and grief taken in slowly –reminisced and rid of at every sip. The ambience of the place was slightly gloomy for a moonless night. A slightly aged man, seemingly in his late forties, with a wrinkled forehead and a slightly toned skin stood behind the bar counter. His thoughts just as deep as his eyes as he cleaned the glasses with which he served his customers, using a
" Here you go sirs, your glasses" José handed out the glasses after making them a vodka soda. He already figured out that the two before him were cops and he was at first worried that they were after the man who came in just now- Alphonse. ' It seems that isn't the case' He thought, realizing how they would have begun questioning him for answers if that were to be the case. However, José did not let his guard down. " You know, I was gonna ask the same question..." Court said as he grabbed a glass and paused to take a slight gulp. "What the heck are we doing?" He seemed to think for a second after asking. However, he didn't wait for his colleague to respond before he answered his own question in the same line. “I’ll tell you what we're doing. Playing animal control with the wild rangers is what we're doing, Jamie ” He vented as he took another gulp of his drink. However annoying that sounded, Jamie only sighed and shook his head as he indulged in his wine glass as well. Cour
Following Logan to his car, they went around the back to the booth where the hunter himself stood smiling. Jamie and Court were already wondering just what kind of joke this was. They couldn't believe a man would singlehandedly capture a wolf, and leave it in the booth of his car. It was just absurd! " You have the look of disbelief on your faces, don't be too shocked okay?" Logan grinned as he crouched to pull the booth open. " What the heck do you think you're doing!" Immediately after he pulled open the booth to his car, Jamie reached for his waist gun and yelled out loud. He couldn't believe that he'd actually trusted a lunatic and had taken him for his word. Court who was always more flippant, also frowned when he saw the scene before him and reached for his waist gun, although he didn't pull it out just yet. In the booth, there was a man tied by almost his entire body with a rope, mumbling being unable to speak due to the gag in his mouth. He was covered in blood, m
" C-come in!" Not wanting to cause suspicion, I quickly called out and turned to face the door. Click! " Excuse me" I heard his deep voice resound as he turned the door knob and walked into the room with a tray of food in his hand. He was in casual clothing- a sportswear and a pair of joggers. " Sorry I'm late, I had a lot to do preparing this" He said with a small apologetic smile just as he walked into the room. Not knowing how to react to such politeness from him, I could only nod my head in appreciation " Thank you!" Darren stopped on his walk towards me for a second hearing me. He seemed surprised that I thanked him just now... which was odd. " No, I'm just doing what I should..." he mumbled and shook his head as he continued on his stride towards the bed. " I see you're getting better?" He asked before I could question his last words. " I- yeah, the wounds are closing" I answered looking down at my bandaged sides. " Good. But you need to recover strength an
The cold wind that blasted past my face had me gasping hardly to catch my breath as I fled away from the world of horror behind me. Despite the tightness in my lungs, I never stopped my hind and fore limbs from lunging forward in a swift dash towards the unknown, as I knew this was all the chance I had.'Anything, anything at all!...' I was beyond desperate to escape. The pain from all that I had gone through in the hands of my cruel mate hit even harder now than when I had suffered it. My sight became blurry and I could feel slight wetness at the corners of my eyes but I couldn't care any less at the moment. All I wanted now was to get away from it all and erase everything from my memory.The ghastly bruises and cuts that slashed deep through my furs were nothing to make me stop even though it hurts. I knew that, soon enough, the whole pack will be after me. I had no destination, nor did I know where I was headed as I ran through the dark woods full of mist that spread far ahead unde
"Hah! Hah! Hah!" I panted uncontrollably as I ran on all fours with everything I had. The rustling sounds of the dried-up leaves and the snapping of the twigs, as well as the growls I could hear all around indicated just how close they were to me now. For the past thirty minutes or so, I had done nothing else but run, and run, or otherwise bear the risk of suffering a fate even worse than I had experienced in the past. I knew I wasn't going to get death even if I wanted it. Jason would never relent until he's exacted his revenge for what I'd done. And I feared that'd be the last of me. I was already on the brink of going insane from the previous tortures.The sound of my heart beating right in my ears wasn't anywhere close enough to the feeling of dread that enshrouded my being. I could feel my furs standing on end cautiously and brushing against the cold wind. The feeling of a hundred ants crawling on my skin was nothing but a subconscious reaction of my body to fear and pressure that
Kyley's POVI fluttered my eyes open unconsciously to meet the sight of a strange room. For a while, I was thoughtless and felt no memory of who I was. Not until my conscience kicked in. I opened my eyes a little wider subconsciously as I remembered the last thing I saw before I... 'What!?... I, didn't die?' I was surprised as I was certain that I had seen the monster killing everyone of the pack who were there in the woods, mercilessly. The memory of the horrid iron smell of blood made my nose sting. Nonetheless, It seemed I have survived. But...'Just how. And... where am I?' I couldn't help but take a look around the room which had quite the traditional setting. I could tell from the wooden structure of the room that I wasn't anywhere in the cities that Sam had showed me before. The buildings were a lot more sophisticated and had much more intricate interior design from what I knew. This place, however, seemed a lot more like...'Oh no!!..' The thought of having been taken back to
In the residence of the Moonblood pack. The whole part of the country town exercised gloominess, fear, sorrow, and inactivity. All were united in their feelings as amongst them were those who had lost someone very dare and close to them in the recent event. While others just stayed neutral and decided to act in line so as to not incur their ruthless Alpha's wrath.Everyone in the pack had heard of how Jason, the great Alpha, after having his slave mate escape from his grasp, was subsequently betrayed by his right hand woman whom he trusted the most in the pack. It was indeed a shameful occurence for a person of authority like himself and was something unheard of. Not to mention hurting the pride of their pack. Word was, Jason was wounded by one of his Gammas in a battle resulting from a conniving plan to usurp him as the pack leader and was currently undergoing treatment. Many had a feeling that times might change soon and that a new Alpha might rise. However, the wrath of their Alph