The Abused Wolf is Back for Revenge

"Alpha, what exactly are we doing here?" I asked, bewildered, as I trotted to catch up with my father. He never went anywhere without sending a message like the Alpha of the Moonmist Pack. He continued walking without responding; in fact, his pace accelerated.

"Wouldn't it be impolite to show up unannounced at this hour?" I couldn't stop myself from prodding again.

My second query, too, was met with silence. My father's brow furrowed. He was becoming irritated, but I needed to find out what was going on.

I had to sprint to catch up with him. "Alpha, why won't you tell me anything?" I urged, matching his pace. Is there any reason we're heading this way?"

"You will find out the reason soon," he replied, curtly and conclusively. He wouldn't tell me anything no matter how much I nagged. I followed him silently after he sighed.

My father had always been cryptic and mysterious. He expected me to take his orders without question.

I didn't want to go against him, either, because he was my only family. It was challenging, but I gave it my best go. That's what I've been doing since my mother passed away. My mouth exchanged a rueful sigh with the frigid breeze.

The evening had cast her blanket over this small town in Woodland. The thick cover of the clouds hid the moon plunging the world into an endless sea of darkness. However, we padded along the stony path with perfect ease. We could see even in the pitch darkness; courtesy of our keen werewolf senses.

A sudden course change made my steps falter. “Alpha, I think we took the wrong turn. The main gate is on the other side.”

“We are not entering through the main gate.”

“Then?” A deep frown settled on my forehead. “Are we just going to take a stroll around the Bloodhound Packhouse?”

I hadn’t even finished his statement when father climbed onto the boundary wall with a leap. Then, landed with a thud on the other side.

“Sheez!” I cursed softly before following his lead. What was wrong with him?

The leaves crunched under my feet as I rushed to catch up with my father, who was peeking in through a window by now.

The frown on my forehead deepened and my face flushed. Drawing closer to my father, I whispered in a flustered voice, “I don’t think it is appropriate to peek into somebody’s house like this. What if they are changing? What if they are ummm…. Doing other unspeakable things?”

“Is your mind always in the gutter?” He snapped as he grabbed the back of my neck and pressed my face against the glass, “Just watch.”

I closed my eyes more out of modesty than anything else. The whooshing winds howled through the branches as if singing an erratic tune. A wolf howled at a distance piercing through the soft melancholy. Once I had calmed down, I realized how stupid I was being. If my father wanted me to watch something, it had to be important.

I cracked open my eyes slowly. A soft gasp left my mouth and I stood there gaping; my heart brimming with a mixture of wonder and amusement.

There, on a crimson couch, the most gorgeous girl I had seen in my life; long coffee-solored hair, large doe-like eyes, and velvety rose mouth. Her features were so soft that they reminded one of a freshly bloomed flower in an early morning.

She was dressed completely in leather. With her legs crossed and her shoulders slumped, she gave off a vibe of something carefree nonchalance.

“So beautiful,” the words left my mouth inadvertently.

Alpha Hades responded with a mocking snort. Patting my back, he stated, “Today, you are going to find out how dangerous beauty can be.”

I forced myself to look away from the girl and raised my eyebrows, “How can someone this gorgeous be dangerous? She doesn’t look like she can hurt even a fly.”

My father’s expression hardened as he replied, “I wish that were true, my son….” He stopped abruptly, his gaze shifted restlessly. His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something.

“Ahhhh!!!” A scream sounded from the house. My heart skipped a beat and an instant sense of dread gripped me. The first thought that formed in my mind was that I couldn’t let anything happen to that gorgeous girl. I had to save her.

I had barely taken a few steps towards the entrance when my father grabbed my hand and dragged me back to the window, “Just stand here and watch. You are not allowed to intervene.”

I so hated being on the side lines like this. It made me feel incapable, helpless; utterly useless. But, I didn’t want to defy his orders. With a frustrated sigh, I looked inside again.

The sight that met my eyes shook me to the core. The pretty girl wasn’t the prey here, she was the predator.

Her teeth gleamed in the light of the lantern as she barred them. Then, without any warning, she bit into the guard’s neck who had attacked her.

Her eyes dazzled with menace; as if she were reveling in the taste of metal. The guard’s eyes widened in horror and his jaws hung open. His face turned pale and within moments his body went limp in her arms. She dropped him like a rag doll and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

I hadn’t even recovered from this when.... Twang! An arrow zipped through the air and hit the girl on her body. I sucked in my breath and gripped the edge of the window sill. Ouch! That must have hurt.

I felt my heart ache for her but the girl, she didn’t even wince. She merely grabbed its hilt and pulled it out. Crimson liquid gushed out of her wound. She didn’t seem bothered by it. I don’t know if I just imagined it but her eyes turned a shade darker from soft golden to a darker.

Her expression took on a sinister edge as she snapped the arrow into two. She cocked her head to one side and sneered, “Is that all you got Alpha Azarel?”

A tall muscular guy with a short beard stepped inside; pointing a gun at the girl. The girl’s mouth curved in a mocking smile, “I was wondering when you will bring out that automatic gun, Alpha.”

Alpha Azarel’s eyes turned bloodshot and he warned, “I…If you don’t surrender, I will shoot….” His voice shook, betraying his arrogant demeanor.

The girl took a step towards him; her eyes glinting with something so dark that it made me shudder, “Go ahead, try your luck. I have been wondering what those metal bullets laced with wolfsbane feel like.”

No Joke; this girl was crazy. Alpha Azarel had an automatic gun pointed at her. But, instead of trying to escape, she asked him to shoot her. My jaws hung open and I held my head with both my hands, “Is she insane?”

“You can say that….” Father’s expression was one of extreme hatred but his flitting eyes revealed his anxiousness.

With each step the girl took, Alpha Azarel backed away more and more; until there was no room left at all. He was backed against the wall now. The girl took one more step closer so that the nuzzle of the automatic rifle was grazing her body.

To my horror, she reached over and pulled the trigger. I gulped; my mouth had become so dry that even the air seemed to scorch my insides.