I AM WOLF - CHAPTER 33SASHAThe rush of heat suddenly jolts me awake; it feels like it's burning through the core of my soul, pulling me towards something...I instantly grab my head; it's pounding, and I feel like I have a massive hangover; urgh!Screams and howls are exploding on either side of me; I don't know what's going on; it's utter pandemonium and confusion all around me; what the hell?I'm trying to get to grips with what I'm seeing, but I feel dizzy between the pounding in my head and the whirlwind of movement rushing past me.It's only then that I notice I'm in my human form, I'm completely naked as I lunge into a seated position, and the sudden rush of blood to my head has my ears ringing when my hands fly up to steady my head. I feel a trickle of something tickling my upper lip, and when I go to wipe it, a smear of blood lands on the back of my hand.My jaw clenches when my eyes shoot up.The last thing I remember is Lisbon tearing my... gasping, I'm instantly stretching
WOLF “I’m not going to tell you again; get your fucking hands off, my mate!” My growl reverberates through the air; I’m seething, fueled by a carnal rage to protect Sasha at all costs, as my eyes stare daggers of fucking death straight at him. I should be glaring at Mason; I should want her dead right now; after all, she was the one who tried to kill my mate, not this fucker. But I can’t help it; he’s got his arm around what’s mine, and my beast is losing his goddamn mind, snarling, growling, and aching for the chance to end his life. Fuck. Who the fuck does he think he is? Some white witch wants to be a superhero here to save the day; it’s not fucking happening. Not with her, not a chance. He looks up from Sasha, and his eyes lock on me with a smirk, the corners of his mouth turning up like he finds this situation amusing. He still got his arm around Sasha, keeping my beast growling. MINE. He’s thrashing against my rib cage like a savage animal; he’s clawing so hard that I sw
SASHA I’m following behind Atlas and the other white lighter witch, but with every step forward, I’m basically stumbling over the long black duffle coat Atlas gave me to wear around my naked body. It’s way too big for me, I’m drowning in it. Mason suddenly sighs in annoyance from behind me when she shouts to Atlas, “Hey white witch dude,” Atlas suddenly stops as he turns around to glare at her. “It’s Atlas.” “Whatever,” She brushes him off, “She can’t walk around in your black coat, she’s of no use if she’s falling over her own feet.” Looking down at me a sudden blue spark shimmers in his eyes as his eyes meet mine, and the shiver it sends down my spine is unwanted as I narrow my eyes at him. Breaking eye contact with me he smirks before looking back up at Mason. “So what do you suggest?” He asks clearly agitated. “Right up at the front to your left is a room, it’s our laundry area, she can find some clothes in there.” Mason shrugs nonchalantly. “Atlas, we don’t have time for
ATLAS The moment I see Kris go down and the rogue go for his jugular, I instantly lose my mind, screaming out his name. I can barely think straight. I leap towards him without even thinking, how the fuck, where did this rogue come from. My mind races as I lunge forward to rip the wolf from him. The moment I hear his guttural scream that is followed by silence, I know it’s over before the wolf even gets off of him. The instant gut-wrenching rage that starts to flow instantly has me unleashing a vice grip of my power around the rogue; without even blinking, my arms suddenly swing out to either side of my body, the rogue’s body instantly being ripped into two, landing far away in opposite directions from me as I launch his severed corpse body through the air. My eyes instantly land on Kris, and my body goes numb. I’m suddenly to my knees beside him, his silent form, the blood. Fuck! Screaming out at the top of my lungs, I feel the lack of oxygen burning its way to my soul, my eyes sud
WOLFI have this strange feeling suddenly running down my spine, swallowing hard, I'm instantly feeling restless, my heartbeat suddenly speeds up, and I can't think straight.What's wrong with me? I grumble.Closing my eyes for just a minute, I try and steady my breathing..."Wolf, hey man, did you hear a word I just said?" Looking up at Damien standing on the other side of this goddam force field, I suddenly hear a swooshing sound in my ears; it's getting louder and louder.I'm about to open my mouth to say something to him when I'm suddenly struck with a scorching sharp pain that shoots right through my chest; gasping for air, I suddenly can't breathe, fuck, the dog tag, fuck. I'm grabbing at my chest the moment I realize I'm not wearing it; that's when I remember that witch telling me to take it off and place it on the ground.My eyes frantically start searching the soil below my feet; all the while, I'm starting to see little black spots forming before my eyes. And the moment my e
WOLFShe isn't up in her room, I've checked, fuck. The little meeting outside with Atlas went on longer than I would have liked. She was in her room, and I picked up her scent, so where the hell did she go?I've checked everywhere downstairs, but still nothing, now the panic is setting in. I'm heading for the front door of the pack house when I suddenly hear someone call my name. Swinging around, I'm met with Edith popping her head out of the kitchen,"Wolf, would you mind helping an old lady with something in here?" I'm about to say no, I'm looking for Sasha. But then I decide against it; I don't want to seem rude, even if I'm really desperate for my mate.I hurry into the kitchen to find her standing right in front of the kitchen island. The smell hits me, and my stomach instantly does a backflip."What's that smell?" It's so sweet, warm, and unlike anything I've ever smelt before. The moment my eyes land on what's on the table, I blink, "Are those...?""Cookies, yes, they are. Just
SASHABy the time we get back to Erebus, I’m still riding on a complete high. Wolf took us all the way up the forest climb to Cross Mountain, the early signs of winter already hanging on the tree tops and slicing through the air like ice. I have a feeling it’s going to be a cold winter this year; I guess it’s lucky that we’re wolves and don’t really feel the cold like normal humans do.Being on the back of the bike with Wolf makes me feel carefree inside, like I’m just a young girl going for a ride with her boyfriend up the mountain. Like I don’t have a care in the world, almost like everything that happened last night never happened, well, almost.The moment we drive through the gates of Erebus, however, everything changes. I’m still walking hand in hand with Wolf as we make our way up to the front door when I suddenly spot Atlas coming storming out of the pack house. My eyes widen, and my chest immediately tightens; my first reaction is that he’s coming straight for me. By the force
WOLF I'm following behind Sasha, every step towards the outdoor cold room seems to have my beast on edge even more. The last thing I want is to have Captain douche bag anywhere near her, even more now that I know what I know. He's her... Fuck, I can't even bring myself to think it let alone say it. The only thing going through my mind right now is that she just needs to talk to him; he's leaving, he's fucking leaving tomorrow, and I'll never have to see his ugly mug again. Honestly, it's not doing anything to calm my beast right now, but at least it will stop me from ripping him apart, for now, until he leaves and goes back to whatever hell hole he crawled out of. Good fucking riddance. The moment Sasha stopped, I suddenly looked up; I hadn't even noticed that we were already right in front of the cold room door. It's a big outdoor room where they keep all their meat, it's pretty cold in there, hence why they put the body of the other white lighter in there. My hands are tucked in