Moon Claimed (Werewolf Dens #2) - Kelly St. Clare Page 0,50
kidding me, I snapped.
Doesn’t mean I like him.
I took in the white wolf on his right. Leroy. A shaggy black wolf to his left. Hairy? And a smaller wolf I’d seen at the reading of Herc’s will. Mandy.
Mate.
The word was pushed into my mind by force.
We flattened our ears, snarling a warning.
You’ve come to fight me? He seemed amused.
Is that what we just said?
At a look from him, the wolves relaxed their stances and strolled away, looking at us from rocky perches.
They’re taking us super seriously.
When I have my teeth at his neck, they will, she whispered back. And when his blood dribbles down our chin, they will bow to me.
I swallowed back queasiness. This is going pretty far.
More wolves spilled into the clearing now Grids was over. Some snapped my way, but most just obeyed looks from their leader, taking up onlooker positions around the clearing.
Fuck me. Just get it over with. I sighed wearily.
Like a catapult, we hurtled across the clearing. Greyson lowered, waiting to strike, but at the last second, we zigzagged, biting his back leg as we passed at a blur.
He didn’t make a sound, but his pack stood as one, hackles raising.
We loped around Greyson, careful not to get too close. His strength beat our speed.
In another burst of speed, we dragged our claws deep in his left flank.
It will take hours to beat me this way, beautiful wolf, Greyson said.
You killed a member of her pack. I do not care how long it takes.
Hercules Thana would have killed her.
You treated her as though she had no say. You killed him before giving her second thought. You are not a worthy mate.
I did not know they were father and daughter.
Uncle and niece wasn’t enough?
He bared his teeth. I only thought of protecting her. I could smell murder on his skin. I was in peril. You know what that would do to her. There was no other choice, even if you both hate me for it now. I knew that was the risk, but I can live with her hate. I cannot live with her death.
I cut off my wolf’s reply. The murder on his skin was for you, Luther.
Your father was revolted by you. How long before he turned the gun in your direction? He may have done it after my death when he saw your reaction. He could have blamed me for your death while he was at it.
Theories aren’t a good enough reason to kill someone, I exploded. You took him from me and my sister. You took him from our tribe.
If you expect me to regret the decision, little bird, then you are talking to the wrong part of me. We are alive and whole because that human is gone. I will always regret your pain. I regret that you no longer trust me as you once did. Though I can live with it, I regret the hate you feel when you look at me.
I’d never trusted him.
I regret, he kept going, that your heart was broken. That is also mine to protect, and if there was another way, I would have protected you in all ways at once, rather than sacrifice one part for another.
Growling, my wolf went for him, and I had no qualms with giving her complete control. Claws extended, we went head to head with Greyson, slashing through fur and flesh.
He batted us away with a great paw and pounced.
Teeth gnashing in warning, Greyson snarled an inch from my throat.
Good plan, I told her sarcastically.
She didn’t answer.
Hello? I called.
Where the hell did she go?
I kicked and scratched at Greyson’s underbelly, refusing to expose my throat. He lay on top of me and brought his teeth to my neck, gripping it.
Fuck you, I spat.
He shook me slightly, and whatever his leader status gave him, the power battered at my mind, ramming into my refusal to turn my head.
I will never submit to you.
Little bird, beautiful wolf, I would never want you to.
He released my neck and stepped back. I launched at him, latching onto his throat.
Greyson froze.
I didn’t dare relinquish my lethal grip on his throat. I felt more than saw the frantic pulse of his watching pack. I listened to their whines and relished their fear.
I could end their leader with a single bite.
His blood would drip down my chin.
The thought slammed into me.
Andie, Greyson said wearily, I cannot submit. While Sascha has the ability, like your wolf, I do not. You must kill me or release me.