Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
So of course the day of all days when I needed my moon clothes, they were in the wash.
Don’t phase. A vicious hit struck my spine, arching my back in half. Pained eyes took in a grinning Nyx, and his camera phone. Don’t phase!
Turned out the earth alpha did like to make videos. He was already filming my humiliation. The last thing I was going to let him do was film my naked humiliation for all of Wolf Nation to see on Loop-Garou—the wolf version of social media.
Thud!
Crunch!
Smack!
Every hit made me bite deeper through my lip, and made my wolf howl louder. The best I could do was protect my head by letting their hits sail through it, and fuck her, Ava kept aiming for my head.
Don’t phase! Don’t phase! You can take more pain than this. Don’t phase!
I phased.
My clothes slipped through the nothing that became of me, and since it wasn’t a new moon, nothing was still plenty.
“Whoo! Yay!”
Pain, anger, and mortification flooded me as the alphas and epsilons hooted, hollered, and carried on. Through it all, my fates laughed... and kept on filming.
With my body no longer a target, they pummeled my feet. I screamed unreservedly when one of my toes crunched and broke.
“Tell us where the girl is,” Badr demanded, “and the pain stops.”
“Why don’t you ask your buddy Edric!” Ava threw the whole bat at me. It sailed through my body but I still flinched. “He’ll tell you all about it!”
Badr slid a confused look to Edric, who shrugged.
“I have no idea what she’s talking about,” Edric said, as breezy as his power. “I’m starting to think she really is crazy.”
“Well, if she’s crazy, she’ll have to take her medicine.” Gesturing to Orion, Badr stepped back. “Do it.”
Smirking, Orion came forward and stared at me hard.
I didn’t have a damn clue what he was doing... until my feet got hot.
“Stop!”
The wood around my ankles smoked and charred—the flames hungrily eating through and seeking flesh.
The whole of me leaked agony. It was impossible to believe I had any pain left to feel, until the bottom of my feet caught on fire.
“Ahhh!”
“Where is she!”
“Fuck you!” Tears leaked down my cheeks. As fast as my feet were healing, that’s as fast as Orion was burning them away. “Fuck—!”
“...stop... help...”
My wolf burst out of me. I crashed to the floor, landing awkwardly on my side. Bleeding and burning, I scrabbled up on my haunches and took off—scattering my attackers like bowling pins.
“After her!”
Crunching bones and thudding pawfalls. My fates were after me—minus one.
I healed much faster in my wolf form. Bones knit themselves back together. Cuts sewn into a spotless, blemish-free skin. Scorched flesh flaked away and new, healthy brown skin claimed its place.
I was healing, but not fast enough for my burnt feet. Every step was a lance through my heel. I wanted to run far, fast, and away to a dark corner to lick my wounds in peace, but something was spurring my wolf on, and she wouldn’t be stopped.
I burst through double doors, exploding them to splinters. Snapping, snarls, and hot breath were inches from my tail. My fates were coming after me, and they weren’t messing around anymore. They were beings of pure instinct now, and as much as their wolves wanted me, they wanted a lot of other things too—like my complete and total surrender.
Sensitive ears picked up another noise, sending me racing off faster. A mass of snow-white fur, muscles, and claws tumbled into the mess hall, and kept tumbling. Fur and snout rolled across the floor and became legs, teeth, and flesh.
I skidded to a hard stop at the foot of the dais, and held still—listening.
Thud.
My head snapped up, fixing on the kitchen entrance as Orion, Badr, Edric, and Nyx burst in after me. I was off and running before the threats and shouts poured from their throats.
I threw open the kitchen door, locking eyes with her immediately.
“Hmmph!”
“Get—!”
A hard force tackled me from behind. Nyx and I rolled across the floor—every intimate bit of our bodies banging together, and startling Mason. I threw Nyx off as the others pummeled each other forcing their way in.
“Get off of her!”
Mason arched a brow at me, his surprise fading. “Whoa, girl, calm down.” Shaking his head, he resumed rolling on the condom. “There’s plenty of me to go around.”
Nia bent over the stove, naked as the day she was born, and eerily still. Her arms flopped across the countertops. Her body was noodle-limp. She didn’t move. She didn’t twitch. She didn’t look like she was breathing too hard. You could almost believe she was fine, if not for the terror in her wide, bulging eyes.
Badr, Orion, and Edric sliced off whatever they’d been about to shout at me. Nyx’s grip on my shoulders fell away. An edge I’d never heard before, not even when he was speaking to me, laced Badr’s voice.