The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 23

They studied him, fully aware that he was an Alpha. The medium sized wolf tilted its head, pacing to

the right. The other, going to the left. The biggest one, who I assumed was Draxyn, remained in the

middle, eyes narrowed down on me.

“Leave!”

Alpha Thompson bellowed to me without turning. He was breathing hard, his body all scratched up with

pieces of flesh torn off. The three wolves quickly launched at him when they realized he was stalling for

time. Taking all of them at once, he pushed his body forward, hands grasping at any part of their bodies

before hitting as hard as he could. He managed to push one off, the smaller of the three sniveling at it’s

broken rib. They didn’t waste any time before lunging toward him again, catching his arm in one jaw

and his right leg in the other. Alpha Thompson groaned, frigidly trying to tear his arm out of the wolf’s

mo uth. He kicked at at the wolf, trying to shake it off.

Scrambling to get up, I sprint toward the exit of the pack territory. I didn’t wait to hear the increase of

growls heading toward our direction. The ground shook under me.

The rogues called for reinforcements.

Panting out loudly, I rushed down the small hill and nearly tripped in the process. I was so close to the

gate when something large collided into me. I yelped, my hold on Lila slipping as she fell to the other

side of the ground with me rolling over the grass. I winced in pain, the arm I landed on broken and

throbbing with hurt. A moment of haziness washed over me. My head going woozy as I tried to focus

my vision by blinking a few times.

I raised my head, trying to see what had crashed into me only to fall silent. Draxyn stood there in his

human form. A smirk was in place as he walked ever so slowly toward me in mock. I hissed, forcing

myself to move. My arms wobbled when I tried to push myself off the ground only to be slammed down

when Draxyn’s foot pushed on my back. When I resisted, he pushed harder. I could feel my bones

cracking under the weight of his foot.

A laugh pulled from his lips. Deep, croaky and full of amusement. Tilting his head to the side with a

cocked brow, he sighed exaggeratedly before winding his leg back and kicking me in the side. I felt a

bone shatter inside from the impact. A huff of air forcibly kicked out of me. I coughed, my stomach

twisting in agony as my body took on a curled position. Blood trickled down my m outh. I laid on my

side, my arms going over my stomach protectively when I noticed Lila sitting on her knees staring at

me with misty eyes. Cuts adorned her face, arms and legs. The fall had hurt her far more than I

thought. She sat there completely scared and confused on what to do.

She just stared at me in question.

Draxyn noticed my attention elsewhere, curiously looking in the direction i stared at and froze at what

he found. He turned back to me, a sinister smile stretching across his face as he strode over to Lila. I

could feel my mo uth opening, my voice finding itself to scream out “no! Stop! Leave her alone!” but he

didn’t. Using my forearms as a grip, I desperately tried to crawl toward her but it was too late.

Lila screamed as Draxyn bent over to grab her by the neck roughly. He held her up like she was

weightless. Flickering my gaze to his other hand, my eyes widened at the ascending

Chapter 23

claws coming from the tips of his fingers. A whimper broke out from me, my wolf growing loud in my

ears but unable to do anything. I could feel my eyes water, my heart raging on in panic at what was to

come. Draxyn gave me one last glance, his eyes holding mine, and he smiled.

Then as quick as he did, he punctured his claws into Lila’s stomach, ripping a line down her flesh. She

screamed hauntingly, tears running down her cheeks as her face contorted in unmeasurable pain.

Eyebrows pressed together, lips parting widely, body convulsing from the damage she took. Her blood

bled into her shirt, staining the fabric damp. She gurgled, choking from the grip Draxyn had around her

neck.

I felt my claws extending, my fur starting to bristle out. I still couldn’t shift but my wolf was desperately

making an attempt. She went against reality, trying to wedge herself in the seat of control. I see her

throwing herself against my walls. Head smashing against her barriers in brashness. Her rabid, feral

snarls resonating in my head as her black eyes glowed lividly. It was suicide. I could d ie from the

overwhelming stress burdening my body. I no longer had control of my emotions. They spiraled out,

willing my wolf to come forth to wreck havoc on all who dared to hurt us. I knew the chances of dying

were high, but if it meant saving Lila, I was willing to go through with it.

The same thirst for blood I felt over the man who had pinned Lila under him returned with the same

intensity. My blood pumped with desire to see him bleed, eyes seeing red as my body moved on its

own accord. With a cry, I hurled myself up, throwing my body in his direction. I elbowed him, getting

him to let go of the little girl before stumbling back over his feet. Angry eyes searched wildly for the

source as they fell on me. He growled, muscles taut in rage.