Chapter 6Wynter was howling at the thought of what was sure to be our very imminent death. Her internal banter gave me cold chills. I couldn’t really tell what she was saying because my mind was so distracted. No one ever fought Alpha Drake and lived to tell about it. He was only 26, but he was the most ruthless and powerful Alpha I had ever known. He had started the Obsidian pack years ago when the Red Ace pack had taken his old pack over. They were another larger and stronger pack at the time. They killed his entire family, Including his little sister, Reya. He broke from his new Alpha, refusing to bow to him after such monstrosities. He did so bringing a handful of equally pissed off warriors from his old pack with. Together, they spent the next 8 years building, growing and making a name for themselves… The Obsidian pack. Then Alpha Drake took them and got retaliation for the deaths of his family. He, basically, single handedly slaughtered the Red Ace pack. From the stories,
Chapter 7 "Oh my fucking God, it's him!" Wynter shrieked. She was going absolutely insane in my mind. I was overwhelmed with her emotions, causing my heart to flutter in my chest. I sat up and tried to gather my bearings. I took a breath in trying to comprehend the events that were unfolding. I should have known that he would be watching. He was always watching. My head was pounding, and I could feel warm blood trickling down my brow. The wound would heal, so I wasn’t worried about it as it dripped down onto the ground before me. Just seeing my Demon caused pain to flash through my chest. All I could think about was Eric, and his blood dripping from my Demons fangs. It hadn’t even been 24 hours yet, and to say I was still trying to process would be an understatement. My thoughts were jumbled and confused. "Wait, did Alpha Drake just kiss me, and then try to kill me? What the fuck?“ I said to Wynter in a daze. "Who cares, Mr. Kane is literally right there! He saved you!" Wynter swoo
Chapter 8 (Demon) I clenched my jaw as I watched that scum of an Alpha turn and run off. I wanted nothing more than to rip his throat out right here, right now. But he was the only reason Rayne was in somewhat of a safe space. And I needed her to be safe. I turned to face her, and I could see the wound bleeding on her brow. I quickly healed it, wondering why she hadn’t healed on her own yet. Sometimes a wound that is relatively bad will take longer to heal. It must have been a lot deeper than it looked. The thought of him hurting her enraged me to no end. "If he so much as looks in your general direction, you let me know and I will end him!" I sneered. I was more than upset, I was fucking furious. I tried my best not to let my anger show, but I was sure I was failing... I know how much my anger affects Rayne, even if she tries to act like it doesn't. She was already terrified of me. Which was partially... Ok, entirely my own fault... Ripping her boyfriend's throat out and all... I
Chapter 9 Despite the fact that I knew Alpha Drake couldn't hurt me anymore, my legs were still shaking like a leaf when I got to his office door. I squared my shoulders and held my head high, waiting to be called inside. Not that it would change my outcome at all, but I could hope. I was only outside of his door a few agonizing seconds before I heard him. "You may enter, Rayne." His tone was rough, and he didn’t sound happy in the least bit. I cringed, and Wynter whined when she heard the straight acid seeping through his voice. Alpha Drake exudes power. You could feel it rolling off him in waves at all times. Even when my Demon had saved me earlier, Alpha Drake had still exuded immense power. He was looking him dead in the eyes, not knowing if that would be the last sight he ever saw. Still, even faced with possible death, he never backed down. It was terrifying, really. The man was fearless, and I knew from the stories that he was also ruthless. Those two combinations are volatile
Chapter 10 I was in my room, except it wasn't my room... It looked different, somehow... I got up and went to my closet to find something to wear. As I opened the closet door and peered inside I noticed that everything in my wardrobe was not mine... It seemed that none of these items of clothing were anything I would have actually bought for myself. After looking through all the items available, I picked out a black and silver shimmery dress. It was short and had only one shoulder. It was tight fitting and accentuated all of my curves. I picked it because it seemed like the most modest thing in there. A pair of black and silver, sparkly, six-inch heels followed. They looked like they were made for this dress. I didn’t normally wear heels, but these were just calling out to me. My long silver hair flowed down my back in beachy waves, which I thought was strange... My hair was always pin straight. I’ve never worn it wavy before. It looked nice though, maybe a change was needed. I loo
Chapter 11 (Demon) "Anthony, what do you have to report?" I asked curiously. Anthony was my second in command. He was tall and muscular like any Reaver. He sported dark hair, dark bronze eyes, and a straight expression almost always. He had a crescent moon tattooed on the right side of his face with vines going down his neck. He handled all my dirty work, the cleanup, the reports. He did literally anything and everything I asked with complete obedience. Absolutely no questions asked. You could say he would be considered a friend, my closest friend, even. Reavers did not run or live in packs like the Wolves did. We were more solitary keeping to our small Covens of 13 or less and just branching off from there. I, however, ran 23 Covens. Much of those Covens are intertwined together, living in the same areas. We inhabited more area than I think anyone realized. With our sheer numbers and our multitude of powers, we really had no enemies worthwhile. I have a title, High Priest. We don
Chapter 12 I materialized directly in front of Rayne. We locked eyes and I could see her confusion. She had no idea where she was or what she was doing. I knew where we were though. We were in a dream... We were in her dream. She was hanging onto the arm of Alpha Drake. My Wolf howled at the sight of her touching him. I, however, was much too distracted by how she looked to even really care. The sight of her completely took my breath away. Not that she didn’t always take my breath away, but I had never seen her done up like this before. I had no idea how someone so beautiful could become even more enticing. She was wearing a silver and black shimmery dress with one shoulder. It hugged her in all the right places, accentuating her curves perfectly. She matched with a pair of silver and black heels, putting her even with Alpha Drake in height. Her long silver hair was in beachy waves flowing down her back. I couldn't help but notice how the colors of that gorgeous dress made her eyes
Chapter 13 (Rayne) We train four times a week Monday through Thursday, every morning for 4 hours. It was rigorous training. Alpha Drake shows no mercy, and we were expected to do the same. The only reason I knew how to fight and protect myself the way I did, was because of him, and the training he makes us complete. He pairs us off with different members of the pack to gauge and strengthen our skills. We normally never fought the same person twice within the week. We had enough pack members to be able to accommodate that. So basically, we just kicked a new person's ass every day. As much as I loathed Alpha Drake, he definitely knew what he was doing. Today, I was paired off with Roman. Strange that I had never once fought him before, or even seen him, now that I think about it. It made me wonder if he was new to our pack? Or have I just not noticed him until now? To be honest, I never noticed anyone. I kept to myself in fear that my Demon would do something... His track record was