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Story: The Alpha King’s Bride
Before Tobias could respond, I punched another of Rhett’s friends in the stomach. “Caius, you tried to manipulate the conflict in the Council of Elders to your advantage and spread rumours of certain packs allying themselves with bounty hunters. But you were secretly trying to stir up unrest so you could paint yourself as the next democratic representative, weren’t you?”
I threw Caius at another person. They collided like pendulums. “Edric, you forced low-ranking werewolves to work for you and handed those who rebelled against you to bounty hunters. Your greed is worse than any human trap I’ve come across!”
Within moments, Rhett’s friends were groaning and grunting on the ground. He was the only person standing, seemingly frozen.
“And you, Rhett,” I said murderously, my eyes steely and unforgiving. “You kept going on about how much you respect your Uncle Wyatt and that you won’t have me besmirching his good name. But in reality, you were hoping you could use your friends as pawns to usurp the Alpha King so you could take the throne for yourself. Am I right?”
My sharp claws were pointed at Rhett’s throat. “You guys always talk smack about me and how I’m the shame of werewolf nobility, yet you lot are the black sheep of Duskhollow. Rhett, you don’t deserve to be a member of the royal family!”
As I lunged for Rhett, he pulled out the silver dagger from his waist and stabbed it through the open wound on my palm.
As the intense, blinding pain shot through me, I froze, and Rhett took advantage of the opportunity to attack. He leaped forward and wrapped his tail around my midsection before throwing me to the ground.
“The skank knocked my tooth out!” Tobias growled, his hand clamped over his mouth, blood trickling between his fingers.
“She dislocated my arm!” Edric exclaimed. “Someone pop it back in for me! Ow, ow, ow! That hurts!”
Rhett’s friends closed in on me. My cumbersome wedding gown was my biggest disadvantage, as it took little effort to pin me to the ground. Tobias snarled menacingly, “Rhett, this woman knows too much. We can’t let her live.”
“Not today,” Rhett snapped. “It’s my big day with Hannah. I won’t have bloodshed.”
“Tomorrow, then.” Caius licked his incisor. “We’ll take her someplace remote and kill her there.”
Caius broke the tense silence with a wicked grin. “We may as well have some fun with her since she’s dying tomorrow.”
“Fair point,” Edric agreed. “I’ve never taken anyone as hot as her to bed before.”
“She’s still my ex, guys. If anyone wants to have a go at her, I should be the first. For sentiment’s sake,” Rhett interjected, frowning. He grabbed the bottom half of my face again, his claws digging into my skin. “It’s too bad things had to get so ugly, Mira. Had you obeyed me, I might have made you my mistress.”
His fangs were mere inches from my throat as he continued, “And now, let me have you in all the ways I want.”
Rhett was about to rip my dress off when Hannah pushed herself between us. “Rhett, you can’t betray me like this!”
He quickly released me and wrapped an arm around his scorned bride-to-be. “I was only humiliating her, Hannah. Don’t worry, you’re the only woman for me.”
I threw Caius at another person. They collided like pendulums. “Edric, you forced low-ranking werewolves to work for you and handed those who rebelled against you to bounty hunters. Your greed is worse than any human trap I’ve come across!”
Within moments, Rhett’s friends were groaning and grunting on the ground. He was the only person standing, seemingly frozen.
“And you, Rhett,” I said murderously, my eyes steely and unforgiving. “You kept going on about how much you respect your Uncle Wyatt and that you won’t have me besmirching his good name. But in reality, you were hoping you could use your friends as pawns to usurp the Alpha King so you could take the throne for yourself. Am I right?”
My sharp claws were pointed at Rhett’s throat. “You guys always talk smack about me and how I’m the shame of werewolf nobility, yet you lot are the black sheep of Duskhollow. Rhett, you don’t deserve to be a member of the royal family!”
As I lunged for Rhett, he pulled out the silver dagger from his waist and stabbed it through the open wound on my palm.
As the intense, blinding pain shot through me, I froze, and Rhett took advantage of the opportunity to attack. He leaped forward and wrapped his tail around my midsection before throwing me to the ground.
“The skank knocked my tooth out!” Tobias growled, his hand clamped over his mouth, blood trickling between his fingers.
“She dislocated my arm!” Edric exclaimed. “Someone pop it back in for me! Ow, ow, ow! That hurts!”
Rhett’s friends closed in on me. My cumbersome wedding gown was my biggest disadvantage, as it took little effort to pin me to the ground. Tobias snarled menacingly, “Rhett, this woman knows too much. We can’t let her live.”
“Not today,” Rhett snapped. “It’s my big day with Hannah. I won’t have bloodshed.”
“Tomorrow, then.” Caius licked his incisor. “We’ll take her someplace remote and kill her there.”
Caius broke the tense silence with a wicked grin. “We may as well have some fun with her since she’s dying tomorrow.”
“Fair point,” Edric agreed. “I’ve never taken anyone as hot as her to bed before.”
“She’s still my ex, guys. If anyone wants to have a go at her, I should be the first. For sentiment’s sake,” Rhett interjected, frowning. He grabbed the bottom half of my face again, his claws digging into my skin. “It’s too bad things had to get so ugly, Mira. Had you obeyed me, I might have made you my mistress.”
His fangs were mere inches from my throat as he continued, “And now, let me have you in all the ways I want.”
Rhett was about to rip my dress off when Hannah pushed herself between us. “Rhett, you can’t betray me like this!”
He quickly released me and wrapped an arm around his scorned bride-to-be. “I was only humiliating her, Hannah. Don’t worry, you’re the only woman for me.”