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That made me smirk, though it had to be a tiny one that ignited his rage as he pressed even harder. I couldn't feel the pain anymore, but I was sure that my blood merely slipped through the spaces between his spread fingers and quickened my approaching demise.
How wonderful to get a helping hand.
"You're not leaving us," he snarled when his efforts were finally deemed hopeless. However, his words made no sense as he couldn't stop fate itself.
I was a goner, just like my mom had been as she lay chained in the dungeon of our mansion home for weeks until she finally died. My death was better off. Quick and painless now that my senses were practically gone.
"Awaken." The man's whisper left me in wonder before something seemed to beat hard enough for me to feel through the numbness.
What?
The man of my peak of hatred watched me in shock before tiny traces of hope flooded those pink rings that dilated further.
"I knew it," he whispered as a cynical grin formed on his lips. "Our little wolf is right there at the brink of death."
He hovered over me suddenly, and I watched as a tattoo that blared with vitality within the dark night formed on his left arm. His eyes began to glow, those pinks spheres suddenly shifting to a dangerous silver with rings of purple around his irises.
His black short strands began to flood with silver, leaving me to shiver internally as the pulsating force pushed harder for release.
He looked into my eyes with so much force that it seemed to unlock the sensations that had been muted by my approaching death. Sensation came surging back through me, making me gasp as my back arched like I’d been revived by a defibrillator.
"Awaken, our forbidden fruit! Let that dazzling beast out of you!" he commanded, and the next pulsing force left me screaming. The pain was back but far worse than before. I was frozen with spasms of crippling agony as my mind experienced multiple emotions.
They flickered through from four different directions, a compass of foreign feelings that begged for my utmost attention. Confusion, uncertainty, and intense lust were only a fraction of the emotions running through me. A burning anger swept in from all four directions.
Only, the combination of rage wasn't directed at me but rather at the person who did this to me.
When another wave of pulsating force went through me, it triggered something unimaginable. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as my body convulsed once more. I suddenly was consumed by heightened agony as the splintering sound of snapping bones was followed with my vision suddenly shifting entirely.
I almost lost consciousness at the peak of it all, but a combined force held me up from losing the battle I seemed to be enduring with myself.
When my eyes suddenly opened, the vision before me was magnificently clear, even in the darkness that aimed to hide our surroundings. I was on all fours, but everything else was different, from the extraordinary vision to the elevated sense of smell that tickled my nostrils.
Warmth flooded me while the place that surely was my chest seemed to be bathed in extra warmth as the pain lessened with haste.
When the pain seemed to be gone, I looked at my legs to see the white hairs of fur with the tiniest hint of fine pink fibers in the soft coat that reflected against the moon's rays.
A chuckle of pride and exhaustion drifted onto the passing wind and my attention was on the sole man before me. My height was at his shoulders, seemingly abnormal when he well surpassed 6'0", but it didn't matter as I narrowed my eyes at him with the intention of attacking him returning to me.
He lifted his hands up, but that taunting smirk was still present on those sexy lips of his, all while he stood there - naked and hard at the mere sight of me.
"Finally. Our sweet forbidden fruit is ripe and ready for us to pleasantly enjoy."
A rumble left me that morphed into a low growl, but it only made him chuckle.
"I'm not your enemy, Will. Or should I say, Willow?" he inquired and used my true name, and I lowered in preparation for attacking him if he didn't lower that sick pride of his.
"Willow, my sweet." The way his seductive voice said those very words had me tingling from the inside out as my body burned to be beneath him and fucked.
I shook my head wildly at the thought, and that left him chuckling before he was standing before me in one swift movement. I should have bitten him, but his hand was suddenly stroking my cheek and soon I was lowering my head as he knelt down to one knee and pressed his forehead against mine.
"Forbidden Willow, don't push me away. I may be your enemy during the day, but right here, right now, I'm the next best thing to salvation," he growled soothingly. "Embrace this, Willow. Dwell in the blissful moment of being Wolf Awakened. Whatever held you back has lost its battle, and now?"
He leaned back just so I'd lift my head and look into his deadly eyes.
"Now we wage war on all who dare defy us."
The joy of his dangerous motivation somehow sparked new life into me, and all I could do was lift my head and howl. I was now bonded to my pack of enemies. That knowledge left excitement in its wake instead of fright.
