But she’s also a Nantahala Wolf.
What will that do to her genetics? Will she be able to take an Alpha’s knot the way an Omega should? Or will her heat cycle be pure agony with no benefit of release?
I’m starting to understand why she killed her mother. I’m furious on Clove’s behalf. Her heritage never should have been kept from her.
Although, I strongly suspect her mother did it to protect her.
Which makes the entire situation utterly fucked up.
And her running isn’t helping.
However, my wolf is rather pleased inside by the chase. He likes that this female is challenging him. It’s making him hungry to capture her, mount her,claimher.
Fuck.
I move faster, my animal riding me hard.
My ability to maintain control is why I’m the Carnage Island Alpha. It’s what makes me suitable to lead. Because I’m not giving into the rutting lust—a consequence of an unclaimed Omega going into heat. All available Alphas will react to her need to mate, her yearning for theknot.
I can feel their desire on the wind, their animalistic aggression mounting with each passing second.
Volt and Caius are the only two I trust on this island not to lose themselves to the rutting madness. They’re strong wolves, which is why we’re a triad clan. It’s not about intimacy, it’s about power. We feed off each other and provide necessary balance.
Like now.
I can sense their power overshadowing the others, their infallible control allowing them to be my weapons while I hunt our prey.
Little wolf, little wolf, I echo, pursuing her down the stream. We’re almost to the ocean, a fact that has more than impressed my inner animal.
She’s fast.
Smart.
Worthy.
How this little Omega ended up here is the only thing that may keep me back from outright claiming her the moment I find her.
Because I don’t know how she’ll actually react.
She’s not a pure blood.
What will that do to our potential mating bond?
I reach the water’s edge, my gaze narrowing.
“Playing hide and seek won’t lessen your punishment, little one,” I murmur, aware that she’s close.
My beast is growling in excitement, loving that she not only gave us chase, but hid. He wants to sniff her out and drag her beneath him, then bite her throat. Not hard. Just enough to claim for the world to see.
But three Alphas join us in wolf form, none of them Caius or Volt. I can sense them up on the hill, battling the others.
The daring little Omega has sent the entire island into a lust-driven battle.
There will be hell to pay once this is resolved and not just because I’ll have to dole out punishment to my men, but because they’re going to be furious I kept her from them.
Our pack is built on trust.
I defied that trust when I didn’t allow her to meet the men. It was in her best interest, not theirs. It’s almost fortunate that she ran because I can say they were all given an equal opportunity to claim her.
