The Rogue Alpha’s Claim

Meanwhile, back upstairs, the battle was just getting started. No sooner had Ariel gone down to hide did they hear another bang on the door and the wooden entrapment burst open, flying off a far range like it was a light board.

But Maddie was ready.

She may not have taken this pack as her pack yet, but it was her mate’s pack, and she had a responsibility towards Toby, no matter how much she didn’t want the bond.

She has been hearing their footsteps, and she counted about seven of them-a huge mistake on their part.

There was no doubt in her heart that someone had leaked the information that the men had gone away, leaving the women, but they had no idea that the women they had left behind were warriors, save for a few.

It was going to be an easy win, and Maddie’s lips curled up in a hint of a smile.

Her blood was already pumping from the adrenaline that was coursing through her system. It had been long since she let out her animalistic side, and she had been wanting to beat up someone.

Her neck cracked as she twisted it from side to side, and she glanced briefly at the women beside her, and they shared a smile.

It was time to show them why they shouldn’t mess with Maddie.

Maddie closed her eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling all of the air around her and letting the metallic tang of the blood fuel her passion.

With all her eyes closed, all her senses were open, and her wolf rushed to the surfaces. Her fingernails lengthened into claws, and her lips slowly parted as her canines extended from her gum.

There was a deadly air around her and an unnatural calmness as her ears prickled and she grabbed the hands of the man who had come too close.

It was only the cries of the man who had ventured too deep into the lion’s den that were heard, along with a sickening crunch as his hands twisted in an unnatural way.

Ariel didn’t give him time to recover as she continued twisting, an animalistic smile making its way to her lips as the scent of blood began to saturate the room and the bone stuck out.

“You bitch!” The man yelled out, spittle flying from his mouth, but Maddie could see through his move, and her fingers were plunging deep into his eyes, plugging out his sockets with her claws.

The man stumbled and fell on his knees, his head bowed down as blood pooled on the floor before him, and he cried out in a loud voice.

It was an easy kill; Maddie went for his blade in his pocket and was plunging it deep into his heart, twisting it all the way in so that there was no way he was going to survive it.

She heard a whoosh pass her ears, and she shifted her head, but she was a fraction too late. It was only a tiny sting that was an indication that the blade had made contact with her cheeks, but Maddie would never let that mistake happen again.

Her eyes collided with the culprit, and his pupil widened in recognition of the terror in front of him, but it was too late; his mouth hung open in shock as the knife made contact with his flesh, sinking deep into his heart.

2 down, five to go.

Maddie looked around her, observing the battle, and she was shaking her head. Whoever had sent the men had greatly underestimated them, and they had sent the least of the warriors.

They were probably sheltered youths that had lived in their packs and had no knowledge of how tough the outside world could be, and they were no match for the women here.

Most of them had been rogue at birth or in other circumstances, and they had to do everything it took to survive. The sheltered youths were no match for them, and little by little, they were collapsing.

Maddie stood on the fallen stones, proud and tall, soaking in the atmosphere as their number quickly dwindled. Victory has never felt so easy.

It was a little disappointing, but it was a good thing.

It was better if they had an easy victory and no casualties. She may not want to admit it, but she felt a little responsibility towards the pack, and she would do her best to keep it safe until Toby’s return.

Maddie looked at the women around her, the fallen warriors at their feet, air tainted with blood, but everyone was still standing, and she couldn’t help the smile that came to her lips.

“We won.” She whispered, but the women turned to her, and she repeated it again for their hearing, this time a little louder. “We won!”

“Yeaaaa!” The women pumped their hands in the air, Maddie’s words invoking shouts of jubilation and rejoicing from them all.

But maybe she spoke too soon.

She heard a faint sound as metal struck the floor, and it erupted in a loud noise even as thick, dense smoke filled the air.

Maddie cringed at the sound, the continuous ringing disrupting her hearing.

The air was saturated with a choking, acrid mist, so thick that it made their eyes water, and despite their excellent vision, it was distorted by the thick smoke.

Maddie had seen this before from her days of fighting; the smoke bomb had been made with werewolves in mind, and it could only mean one thing.

“Run!” Maddie yelled, taking to her heels as she screamed.

She had gravely underestimated them.

They had only sent the first batch to access their strength, and they had their troops already lying and waiting.

Maddie’s nose flared as she sniffed the air; the almost suffocating testosterone and the animalistic growl were indications they had shifted into their wolves.

“Aahhh.” She heard the screams of a female, but they were quickly silenced as a wolf ripped her vocal cord. Another scream could be heard from the far left, and she knew if they didn’t do something, they were all going to die.

The smoke didn’t seem like it was going to be clearing any moment from now, and it only left one option.

“Shift!”

Maddie’s change was instant, her body twisting and her bones breaking and realigning as she turned. She welcomed the change, and soon she was standing on her paws.

Maddie (now in wolf form) shook her fur, and she was positioned in an attacking stance. In this form, she could see a little better, and the noise had reduced to a loud hiss.

She saw, from the side of her eyes, a silhouette moving slowly towards her, and Maddie stood still, pretending she couldn’t see or hear.

When it came too close, she was ready, and she turned, pouncing on the poor, unsuspecting man. She didn’t give him time to react and went for his throat, her canines sinking into it and ripping out his vocal cord.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Maddie spat out the bloody flesh in front of her, and she raised her paw, bringing it hard to his rib, and it shattered on impact.

She often loved to torture her victims and drag their deaths for long, but she couldn’t waste time playing with him; instead, she went off his neck, clawing it out of his body, and the rest of him fell on the floor like a rag.

Maddie was moving like she was on autopilot; she had tasted blood, and her wolf wanted more, and more it was going to get.

She ventured deeper into the smoke, sight or no sight; the scent of the pack members was entirely different from that of the intruders, and she pounced on any suspecting person.

It was no time for reasoning, just blood.

Maddie’s fur stood erect as she sensed the man that was coming towards her. The air was charged with every step he took, and there was no doubt he was the leader.

He wasn’t an alpha, but he was a man whose lips had tasted blood a lot, and he wouldn’t hesitate to kill.

She knew what she had to do.

If she killed him, the rest of his followers would lose hope, and the fight would be over.

She didn’t give him time to think it through before she clashed with him, but the wolf had similar intentions as he leaped towards her; she could see the blackness of his eyes and knew it was only one thing that was on his mind.

Maddie lunged at him with a snarl, her jaw wide open and ready to crash his bones, but the wolf dodged to the side with incredible speed, and he threw his body at her, his weight pushing her to the side.

Maddie recovered her balance, and she swiped her claws at him, satisfied as they raked across his chest in a loud tearing sound, but her joy was cut short when the wolf retaliated with a deadly kick on her chest that sent her flying some meters away.

The smoke had dispersed from the air, and Maddie could see her opponent better. The wolf’s brown fur was matted and had blood dripping from its sides.

The wolf made to jump, but Maddie saw the opportunity and took it. She leaped on him, and her canines sank into his exposed underbelly.

The wolf teeth also sunk into her neck, and with each bite, blood dripped from both of them.

Maddie wasn’t ready to let go, nor was the wolf, but she knew it had to end soon.

Her teeth clamped into his stomach until they met each other, and she tore out his flesh and forcefully freed herself from his hold.

But it didn’t come without a price.

The wolf was still holding onto her flesh, and it tore out as she ripped herself free, leaving a bloody mess. But Maddie leaped on him, her teeth clamping on the soft flesh of his neck, and she dragged it, tearing his neck out of his body, and his remains crumpled on the floor.