The Howl of Claim | COMPLETED

Ademán ( G e s t u r e )

A swirl of power rise in my body, a feeling of wholesome and strength fill my senses and body.

My sense of strength, smell, hearing, and sight coming back. A sigh of content escapes my lips as my muscles relax in the hot water and I close my eyes.

"Good to have you back," I whisper to myself. My wolf in my mind stretches and growl lowly.

A sudden realization hit me, 'The mind link would be open too now!'

"Beta, Gamma. Report!" I say loudly through our mind link with a secret agenda to scare them out of their straight minds.

"Alpha!" They both call back. Seems like I was missed. Of course, I was, I am amazing.

"Where are you? We are coming to get yo-" I cut them off instantly. If they come here once, they won't be able to return in one piece.

No wolf is allowed to come into a Lycan territory without permission or an important reason that involves the point that one should be the other's erasthai - like I mentioned before.

My Beta and Gamma were none.

Also, Lycan and wolves don't mix. Don't know why but they just don't. Call it a feud or the way both kinds do things and have traditions are different.

Every Alpha knew that.

"You guys can't come here. I will figure something out. Just keep reporting me the state of the pack."

"Everything is going good but our neighboring pack has just reported another one of their female warrior missing." My Beta state and I hum in understanding.

The kidnappings must be linked with those men that tried to kidnap. Definitely. But why?

What were they doing with females? Werewolf females. Also, all the females that were kidnapped were either warrior or of a higher rank.

If Darius gets the wind of this, I would be doomed. He might even mark me on the spot and I cannot let that happen.

I don't know how much time I have at the moment anyway. How much time is he willing to wait.

" Okay listen, I will try to escape this place as soon as possible and then I will visit the neighbouring pack but for now, increase the security. You know where the guarding plans are, right? I'll talk to you later." With that last statement, I end the link without hearing their response and sigh.

My stomach grumbles and I groan.

I was hungry.

After washing myself and dressing up into very cozy clothes, I exited the bathroom only to find the clothes I left on the floor including my garments were gone.

Before I could do anything else, the door of my room opened and Darius entered. He had also changed into some sweats and a Henley.

My wolf raised her horny head and yipped in my mind happily and my face turned red slightly.

A drawback of having her back.

The second I looked him in the eye, the mate bond kicked in full force and my heart drummed angrily against my rib cage.

My body started tingling all over and my skin started to burn and by the look on his face, he had noticed my sudden change of the reaction.

All because of the stupid female in my head that had returned.

My hormones were raging by now.

A small smirk tugs at Darius' lips but it soon vanished.

"I see, your wolf is back." He says with a little tilt in his head and an eyebrow raised. Ah! His voice!

My red face turns even redder and I turned around - to hide my face from him - and spoke,

"If you want to talk, then talk. I don't have time for you."

I felt him shuffle behind me and I turn around slightly to find him sitting on a Victorian styled couch.

"Sit down." He orders and reluctantly, I sit on the edge of the bed - still not looking at him in the eye or direction.

The sooner it's over, the better.

"You will have to leave your pack." He drops the bomb and I freeze. Who am I kidding, I knew he would ask for this.

"No! And you know very well why I can't yet you still pester me, you are turning a blind eye on my situation." I say confidently with my fists tightening, still not looking at him.

I knew that if I looked at him, my wolf who had returned would not sit quietly.

"Look at me when you are talking to me." His angry voice scolds me and a sense of Deja Vu wash over me.

I turn my red face towards him, glaring straight in his eyes,

"No!" I say with disrespect clear in my eyes.

It was clear he didn't like the tone I spoke to him with cause the next second, my back was glued to the soft mattress and he stood over me with both my wrists calloused tightly in his hands.

"If you think using your force on me will make me submit to you then you are wrong!" My voice slightly wavered that nobody else would've noticed but he did.

His grip tightened.

My wolf howled in pleasure. She was happy that our mate touched us. She liked being dominated whereas I was the opposite. I had to do something but it was useless when my wolf was not even on my side.

"You will show me respect." He says calmly but sternly. It was like the calm before the storm. My hands were slowly released and I pulled them to my chest.

"Earn it." I humphed but he didn't respond to that.

My wolf was immediately on her back with her belly up, showing submission and my hands started to slowly shake.

All because of that stupid female in my head.

I had to get away from him so I did the only thing I thought was right, I punched him straight in the face causing his head to turn to the side.

If it was any normal wolf taking my punch, the head would be off the shoulders but this was the Lycan King. Stronger than all the Alphas combined.

I was brought back from my thoughts when Darius turned his face back and bore his suddenly shining golden orbs in my eyes.

He didn't do anything else and so I pushed him away, he allowed me to push him. The second he was of me, I had created a big distance between us.

Why wasn't he shouting at me?

I watched him as he tried to calm himself down.

"I am trying . . " He slowly whispered and then, took a deep breath, raising his eyes to meet mine as nothing happened.

Slowly, a sickening smirk took over his lips as if something completely evil took over his body.

Just like that night.

"You shouldn't have done that, love." And the Darius who kidnapped me was back. Love. That word, there it was again.

"But - " He started and took a step closer, " - I won't punish you, not now anyway. Our traditions will be enough for you."

A reason why Wolves and Lycans did not mix was because of the traditions. The traditions the Lycans performed weren't appreciated by werewolves and vise versa.

And I was no different. No way in hell was I going to go through with their traditions just because I was his mate.

"No! I am a werewolf! I will not do any of your traditions! I am supposed to be an Alpha of my pack. I hate you and I don't want to be your Erasth-" before the complete word was out from my lips, I was grabbed by my hair and slammed into the wall.

To my surprise, his grip was gentle.

Lips came and attacked mine.

Cue the damn sparks.