The Alpha’s Dark Revenge

Nikolai’s POV

As Annalise nodded and turned away to leave, something came to my mind that reminded me of one of the things I had honestly been curious about.

“You know what, Anna?” I called out as she pulled the door open. She stopped in her tracks, whipping around in surprise.

“Yes?”

“Get her ready. She’s coming with us.”

I saw Anna cock an eyebrow. “Really? Uh.. okay if you say so.” She gave me a puzzled look and walked out, shutting the door behind me. I had changed my mind for a reason, of course. And I wouldn’t rest till I’d satisfied my curiosity.

The pack was getting ready for our biweekly hunt. We usually picked a day to go on a hunt for animals when we were thirsty for blood. That usually covered up until the next hunt. We would spend the night in the woods and also use this time as an avenue to train a little. It was customary and fulfilling as it acted like a kind of recharge.

An hour later we were off. Because we never usually always in the woods, we decided to walk. I stayed behind, observing without a word. From the corner of my eyes I could see the prisoner girl struggling to lug our essentials. What happened the other night flashed through my head and I quickly shifted my gaze before she would catch me staring. I still didn’t know why I was so out of sorts. Maybe this hunt was what I needed, something to relieve stress and take my mind off everything.

I watched as the pack members began to howl as we neared our destination. Some of them broke into a run, transforming as they weaved through the cluster of trees.

The clothes I wore would rip when I transformed but it didn’t matter as I had a spare. As I began to transform into my wolf, my eyes searched for who I was curious about. I kept my gaze on the prisoner girl when I found her, waiting for her to transform. I had heard the stories about her. Hell, Jonas had clearly emphasized on it on the day of that festival. And before then I had heard stories about how strong and powerful she was. She was supposed to be one of the most powerful she-wolves in the the province. And I wanted to see all of that in action. I wanted to see just how much she could do. Now she was in the open, no restrictions, if she was as powerful as they said she would be able to put up a good fight. Or even if she wouldn’t fight, as we outnumbered her, she would manage to escape.

But to my greatest surprise, she just stood there, twisting her hands behind her awkwardly and watching everyone else. I saw pack members push past her and race into the woods. But she stood there, doing nothing.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I looked up to see Annalise cock an eyebrow in her direction. Oh, I could see I wasn’t the only curious one. I was tempted to walk up to her a a razzle her just to get a reaction. I wanted to see the so-called powerful she-wolf. Where was she? Where was Jonas’ pride and joy now?

A smile fleeted across my face as I thought of something. I knew the stories about Jonas’ daughter couldn’t be false as I had gotten them directly from Drew. And Drew had personally seen her in action. The only reasonable explanation was that she was scared. Was my plan working? Had I brought her so low that she was even too scared to transform? I could see how uncomfortable she really was. There was still a lot I was yet to figure out about her. I couldn’t understand it.

Turning away from her, I transformed fully, liking the sound of my clothes ripping. Letting out a loud howl, I bounded into the woods. I felt free and alive when I hunted. It was the only thing that kept me sane.

As I caught the scent of a wild animal, I raced in the direction of the sound. When I located the antelope, I pounced, my fangs penetrating deep into its neck and chewing off a large chunk. The blood fueled my senses and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this good. After standing and letting the cool breeze fill my senses for a while, I bundled up the meat and began to move it to the camping site.

Nikolai’s POV

I felt even more refreshed after having a swim. I wished I could have peace like this all the time without having to worry about anything else. It was bliss being out here free and wild. That was one of the reasons why I had picked this area to build my mansion. It was perfect.

It was getting late now. The pack had already devoured the meat. We would take the rest of it home. Before I even gave out the order to, they had already mounted the tents. I guessed they were excited about this hunt.

Turning away, I walked down to a more secluded area and lowered myself onto a nearby rock. All of a sudden I felt a presence. Turning in the direction, I saw a she-wolf hiding out in the bushes and gushing at my presence. I didn’t recognize her but I knew she was a member of the pack, probably an omega.

When she emerged from behind the trees, I saw that her hand was placed on her chest, kneading her breasts. I felt a rush of desire through me as my eyes raked her body. I hadn’t had a released for a while, that was probably why my body had been acting weird and reacting to every little thing.

A good fuck right now would not be a bad idea. And this she-wolf was quite desirable. When she grinned at me seductively I recognized her as the redhead from the last time. No wonder she had looked so familiar. Hopefully she had learned her lesson by now. As I followed behind her hungrily as she retreated slowly into the woods, I could feel my arousal pushing hard against my shorts.

As we got to a secluded part of the area, I pushed her up against a tree, bunching up dress she was wearing. As my hand brushed up between her thighs, I realized she wore no underwear.

Horny bitch.

I was tempted to stop for a second and stare at her in disbelief but I didn’t have time for that. She let out a moan as I pushed her against the tree, unzipping my shorts and widening her legs and began to take hard thrusts.

She vibrated from head to toe, throwing her head backwards and moaning in pleasure as I penetrated deeper. I pulled out of her as my release came, letting out a small groan.

I whipped around on hearing a small yelp to see the prisoner girl, a palm slapped against her mouth in shock. Before I had the time to react she had ducked, and I could hear the sound of her footsteps as she hurried away.

My brows furrowed. Had she been watching me? If so, for how long? Why on earth were there so many weird things about this girl?