“I apologise, but I am not interested,” I stated.
I despise engaging in a conversation of this nature. I have a strong aversion to men, and I particularly detest the term “Mate.” He is beginning to annoy me.
“I am leaving,” I declared. “I will no longer engage in dancing.” I recognise your kind, flirt.
I was on the verge of departing the dance floor when I felt his grip on my hair. He yanked my hair. “Where do you believe you are going, bitch?” He emits a roar.
His snarl indicates to me that he possesses alpha characteristics. I grin smugly. Did he believe I am the girl who fears refuse like he does? I harbour no fear of anyone. He is requesting death.
Suddenly. I pivot and deliver a punch. It struck directly on his face. He appeared astonished.
“Disrespect.” How dare you, insolent individual? He emitted a roar, drawing much attention to us. All individuals quiver and prostrate themselves. He growled with an authority that no wolf could defy; nevertheless, regrettably for him, it had no impact on me. He sprinted at me, intending to seize my neck.
“He poses a threat, Jessica,” Layne stated. He is attempting to terminate us. He exudes a morbid presence.
Before he could seize my neck, I seized his. I seized his neck firmly.
“You wish to eliminate this queen, do you? You have committed the gravest error of your existence by attempting to take my life. You have encountered the queen of doom, and I shall consign you to hell for your assassination attempt.”
I observe the trepidation in his gaze. He implores me for clemency. The paramount rule regarding werewolves: one must never let a wolf who seeks your demise to survive. No compassion for adversaries.
“Do you believe I will grant clemency to a creature such as yourself?” I am certain this is not your inaugural encounter with a vulnerable female, but regrettably for you, you have encountered true malevolence. I smirk. Without further discourse, I sever his head.
The scene was drenched in blood. I could hear the screams as everyone fled the club.
“Flee.” She is perilous! I can perceive them speaking.
“Jessica, I perceive Zora’s voice. She approached me and grasped my hand.”
“Ah!”She shrieked, clasping her mouth.
What transpired between you and Alpha Ethan? She enquired. Is he attempting to coerce you into accompanying him?
It is just what you assert. He is attempting to coerce me into departing with him. I declined, and he assaulted me, “I elucidate.”
“He is deserving of this fate. He exploits vulnerable she-wolves. She elucidates: ‘He coerces them into engaging in various sordid acts, and should they decline, he terminates them.’ He compelled all the females in his pack to mate, including those already mated. It appears there are no suitable partners within his pack, which likely prompts him to pursue you, perceiving you as an accessible target.”
I was unaware of his negative reputation. I am grateful that I eliminated him. He received his due. I achieved justice for the deceased she-wolf he murdered.
“We should depart before his pack members arrive. I am certain the news has reached them by now,” Zora stated.
She pulled my hand as we left the club.
“We must retrieve Bria,” she stated.
“I have arrived,” Bria stated. We observe her with her partner. They were clasping each other’s hands.
Bria appears apprehensive. Did he inflict harm onto her?
“What is amiss? Did he inflict harm upon you?” I enquire, scrutinising him.
“No, he did not,” she replied.
Did he intimidate you? Do not be afraid; I am present. Did he inflict harm upon you?
“No, I witnessed your brutal act of murder,” she muttered.
I frightened her, believing he was responsible. Bria is a fragile individual, adored and valued by her family. She is never deprived of anything. I am certain this is her inaugural experience witnessing a murder.
I apologise for that. “I apologise for frightening you,” I said, grasping her hand. I remain unchanged. I will not cause you harm.
I am still conversing with Bria when her companion interjects.
“I apologise for enquiring. I was under the impression that you possessed no wolf. How is it that you possess the strength to slay an alpha?” He enquired.
“Who informed you that I possess no wolf?” I enquire.
“Yourself?” “You informed Robert that you had no wolf in the presence of everyone,” he responded.
“Oh, that! I smirk. “I apologise for disappointing you.” I possess a wolf. Her name is Layne.
“What?” he exclaims. “What do you possess?”
