what’s mine. Don’t you get it by now? I own you. I’ve owned your sweet little cunt since the minute I strolled into this pack. I’ve waited patiently, put up with your bitch of a mother long enough, but I will not be denied a second longer. You are mine, Seneca Rain. You always have been, and now I’m going to make sure you always will be.”
He leans down and nips hard at my breast, making me jolt. His canines start to elongate, and I know this is a prequel to the claiming bite he’s about to give me against my will. I whimper against the uninvited touch and try to wiggle out from under him, but he just moans, like my every movement is turning him on more, like it’s going to get him off.
No.
The word snarls through me, more animal than human.
My vision bleeds red, and I can feel the wolf in me pushing to take over. I try to stop her from gaining control, terrified that if she does, Burke will call his own wolf and I’ll be forced to submit. I get one of my arms free from his hold and drag my nails down his face. I try to shove my fingers into his eyes, but he bellows in pain and turns his head, keeping me from doing the kind of damage I want.
Pain explodes in my cheek when he cocks back a fist and punches me. A ringing starts in my ear, and I’m momentarily stunned by the hit. Burke takes advantage by tearing off my underwear, but my lapse in conscious control also lets my wolf surge to the forefront. I scream as she fights her way through, clawing at my mind, my body, my spirit. My vision fractures when Burke forces my thighs apart, the colors around me becoming muted while the detail of everything sharpens.
Fingers dig into my flesh, trying to take what doesn’t belong to them, and all at once, I rip apart. All control is fully relinquished in a split second that seems to split me. Agony is all I know as my bones splinter and my skin stretches, fur erupting over my body as sharp teeth punch through my gums.
A fury-filled snarl explodes out of my throat, and in a flash, clawed paws are raking against him. Strong limbs shove him away as I shift into my wolf, and she starts fighting tooth and claw. Burke falls backward from her sudden appearance, and my wolf lunges, snapping at him, sinking sharp teeth into the arm he raises to keep her from catching him in the throat. He might be bigger than us, but my wolf is savage.
“You fucking bitch!” he screams, but my wolf doesn’t back off. Instead, she bears down, shaking her head hard as she tries to rip his arm from his body. She tosses the bastard around like a fucking rag doll, but then there’s the sound of his splintering bones as he calls on his wolf and starts to shift.
Fear strikes through me as I wait for my wolf to react to his, but she’s too busy mauling him to care. Blood coats my beast’s tongue, and the taste spurs her on. She abandons her hold on his arm mid-shift and flings herself at him, but he pivots just enough that she tears into his shoulder instead of his face. Fur explodes through his skin, and Burke’s yelling morphs into a deep, vicious growl as he completes his transformation.
As soon as his hands turn into paws, my wolf surges for his neck, shoving the massive black wolf onto its back with immense strength. I’m shocked that she doesn’t submit to him, even though we can feel him try to push at us with alpha power. Burke yelps, but there’s no hesitation, no submission, not even any mercy from her. She wants to rip his throat out and shred his body, and I can see the surprise flash through his wolf.
Teeth sink into my foreleg, making pain shoot through me as Burke thrashes underneath me. A menacing growl rips from my wolf’s throat as she snaps at his face, swiping at him with her front paws at the same time. Then it becomes a blur of fangs, fur, and fury as the wolves bite and tear into one another. Burke keeps trying to force me to submit, snarling at me and trying to put me on my back, but my wolf is not fucking having