Rejected (Shadow Beast Shifters #1) - Jaymin Eve Page 0,25
escape. My heart pounded hard, more of the wolf fading as we approached the alpha. He was back in human form, naked, waiting for us. More wolves were here now—a lot of the pack had joined the run tonight. I couldn’t see Dannie, but I hoped she was out there somewhere. I needed an ally.
As my wolf joined the others, a dark grey wolf sprinted to the alpha’s side and started to shift. My wolf surged forward toward him as my insides burst to life, sparks firing along all my senses. The intensity almost sent me to the ground.
There was no way to stop my beast as she sprinted for the grey wolf.
The alpha’s son.
Our true mate.
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Torin hadn’t quite shifted to his human form yet, and just as the magic was about to wash over him, he must have scented us. True mates only had to be shifted and near the other for their wolves to recognize the mate bond.
I had lost complete control of my beast now as we ran faster than the wind, our souls desperately searching for the one who would make us complete. The one who would right the wrongs this pack had bestowed upon us.
If I’d have been in my right mind, I’d have been disgusted at this sentiment. I was not the type to wait around for a white fucking knight. No way. But wolves did not think like humans, and mate bonds were sacred and revered… cherished.
It was the human side that screwed with the magic.
Victor seemed taken aback as we dashed toward him, and I saw his stance adjust as he prepared to be attacked. He thought we were just like our father, but he couldn’t be more wrong.
When I sidestepped him and headed for his still wolfed-out son, the expression on the alpha’s face was almost comical. Torin, meanwhile, had his hackles up, and that was my first indication this was not going to go well.
Not a huge surprise to me, even if my wolf held more faith.
My emotions were mixed, strongly leaning toward disbelief, disgust, and annoyance, but there was also the tiniest bit of hope. Hope that this might be the moment everything changed for me in this pack.
Torin would be the future alpha. He would control all the wolves, and if I was his true mate, they would have to learn to tolerate me. My father’s sins might finally not be mine to shoulder.
He straightened as I closed in, his wolf almost double the size of mine, and a grey so dark, it was near black. There were a few speckles of white on his right eye and two white socks on his back paws, but otherwise, he was a midnight beast.
A magnificent midnight beast who was showing no signs of ill effect from the blade I’d plunged into his chest.
Torin took a step toward me, but before we touched, another wolf jumped between us, snarling and howling. I didn’t know this one, but from the thick, mahogany pelt, it wasn’t too hard to guess. The fur color teamed with an aggressive possessiveness of Torin made it clear who faced me: Sisily.
And she was pissed.
Her wolf slammed into mine, and unlike Jaxson, this roll had nothing to do with play. It was pure violence, claws and teeth tearing into me with a ferocity that spoke of more than putting me in my place. This was purely designed to hurt… maybe even kill.
I had zero experience fighting in wolf form, but instinct kicked in, and we fought back. My jaws clamped down into her flesh and, since she wasn’t as accustomed to pain as I was, she let out a series of yelping howls. Blood filled my mouth, and I could taste her power as it drained from her body and into mine. It was the oddest sensation, but I was so caught up in the battle that I didn’t care.
“Enough!”
The alpha command froze us both in place, and I was wrenched away from her and dragged to sprawl in front of Victor. Getting back to my feet, I growled at the alpha before turning my attention to the human at his side: Torin.
“What do you want me to do, son?” Victor asked, staring me down, his alpha power locking me in place.
Torin’s jaw tensed, his lips twitching, and I couldn’t figure out what was happening. He was my mate. My true mate. The other half of my soul.