Captured - Cara Wylde Page 0,28

on her pretty face.

“Please. Please don’t kill me.”

Pathetic. But for some reason, all her begging and trembling made me hard. This was as good a moment as any. I had no idea why I’d postponed the inevitable. Oh, right. Because I wanted her to ask for it, first. I wanted her to beg me to put my cock inside her. Well, fuck that! She’d proved to be too much trouble. It was time to take what I wanted and get rid of her before she managed to divide my pack. I shifted in my human form, reveling in the feel of my muscles shrinking and relaxing, my fur disappearing into my pores, letting the cool mountain breeze dry the glistening sweat off my body.

Isabel watched me with wide eyes. As my body morphed to reveal my strong chest, ripped abdomen, and erect dick between my thighs, her sky-blue eyes took all of it in. I lowered myself onto her, and my cock rested on her belly. She shuddered, her jaw clenching and her lips pursing into a thin line. I grinned at her.

“Oh, don’t act like you’re offended. I see how you check me out all the time.”

“I don’t. I just… You’re covered in scars.”

That was true. I was.

“You don’t like scars?”

I leaned closer to sniff her. As I buried my nose in her neck, she pressed herself into the ground.

“What are you going to do?”

She smelled like Thorn and some bitch he’d fucked some months ago. I growled. So, Thorn had been the stupid one. Of course.

“What did you do?” I asked in a low, threatening tone. “You manipulated him, cunt. You saw that he cares, that he’s not like me and Reid, and you took advantage of him.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. How can I ever take advantage of you? You’re all so much stronger than me. You hold all the power!”

“Don’t lie to me, scum.” I was angry now. And anger toppled lust. “Chase was the best of us. Now that he’s gone, Thorn has taken his place.” I stood up and pulled her with me. I grabbed her by the collar, and as I rose to my full height, I lifted her off the ground.

She started kicking and thrashing, her hands gripping my wrist, her sharp nails trying to scratch my skin.

“N-no… Please… Don’t.”

“Shut up! If you’re not going to beg for me to fuck you, then don’t beg at all!”

She was speechless. The collar wasn’t going to do it. I switched hands as I grabbed her directly by the neck. She started coughing and spluttering, and a bit of her spit landed on my cheek.

“I’ve changed my mind.”

“N-no…”

“Yes. We don’t need you. Bringing you here was a mistake. If either of us tried to fuck you, your cunt would break in minutes anyway. It’s not worth the trouble.”

“I… I…”

“What?” I laughed darkly, pulling her closer, so that her lips were inches from my ear. “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you, bitch.”

“I’ll do anything…”

“Anything?” I laughed even harder. “No, I’m afraid it’s too late for that.”

I held her away from me. By now, she’d gone limp, realizing that if she kept fighting, she was only hurting herself more. I looked into her eyes, and she held my gaze. For a split second, I felt the urge to release her, fall to my knees, and beg her to forgive me. She looked helpless. She was right. I did hold all the power. I shook my head to clear it, and the moment was gone. This was ridiculous! She was pure poison for me and my brothers. She was a virus we’d brought in with us, and now it was up to me to put an end to the madness. I focused my strength in my fingers. I was going to snap her neck and be done with it.

I heard Reid and Thorn run toward me like crazy before I saw them. They both flanked Isabel, and when they saw that I couldn’t care less about their growls, they shifted in seconds.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Reid pushed me in the chest while Thorn grabbed Isabel’s legs and lifted her up, so the grip I had on her neck wouldn’t hurt her as much. “Put her down.”

“Oh, I will. In a minute. She’ll be dead, though.”

“Jax, you’re not killing her,” Thorn said. He was significantly calmer than Reid.

Reid wrapped his hand around my wrist and squeezed. I clenched my jaw. He was strong, but I