Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 51151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
We follow Devin’s lead and take off our clothes and leave them behind; no sense in shredding them. After tossing them into the back of the car, I walk a few steps into the forest barefoot and shift. The feeling is exhilarating as my wolf takes form. My bones bend and crack as they morph into a beast of a creature. My skin stretches taught, sending a familiar and quick burning sensation over my entire body as fur grows in its place. Within seconds my wolf has taken over. My wolf snarls, knowing we’re approaching the enemy. Although he’s relieved to finally get vengeance, to be able to act, he allows me to lead. I shake out my body, feeling my stiff joints loosen as I quietly stalk deeper into the forest.
“Keep him quiet, Jude.” I nod my head at Devin’s command. I scold my wolf, but he doesn’t give a shit. The only thing on his mind is ripping Shadow’s throat out. He pictures it over and over again as we move silently through the trees.
With each step and with every crack of a branch beneath me, my eagerness grows. We’re quiet as we approach. Each of us moving into place and in pace with one another. So much like last time, yet this time, so much more is at stake.
As the moonlight filters down and the sounds of camp can be heard, adrenaline flows faster and harder in my veins.
I huff in disbelief as we approach the tree line. A drunken male holds a shotgun lazily in one arm while he takes a swig of whiskey. Two men are around the fire eating as though nothing has happened. “Your turn next fucker,” the man with the gun calls over his shoulder, “then I get to eat.”
“Are they fucking serious?” I speak only in my head as do the other members of my pack. I can’t believe this is how Shadow’s pack has responded. They had to have fucking known we were coming.
“Don’t let your guard down; this could be a setup.” My wolf lets out a low growl as Shadow leaves a hut just twenty feet in front of us. He takes his limp dick out and pisses into the woods, without a fucking care in the world.
I try to hold my wolf back. I want to wait for Devin’s orders. But the need to rip the limbs from Shadow’s body and claw at him until he’s nothing but a lifeless pile of shredded flesh overwhelms me. My wolf pictures it and curls his lip back to reveal his fangs. His paws dig into the dirt as I fight the urgency building inside of him. His nostrils flare and a snarl rips through him as he overpowers my desire to wait until the order is given.
My limbs burn as I sprint in the woods over thick tree branches. The rough pads of my paws scrape against the debris. But I don’t care. My wolf doesn’t even feel the pain. I’m barely even aware of the screams and growls and barks. “Jude!” My pack screams at me to stop and to wait but I can’t. The blood rushes loudly in my ears and all I can see is Shadow and the vision of him lying dead on the ground. It’s a very near future for him that I’m happy to deliver.
With one last leap, I pounce as he turns to face the sudden ruckus from the woods. In nothing but ripped jeans, he faces me, his cock still in his hand.
A look of pure fear flashes across his face as I tackle him. My paws land hard on his chest, my claws dig into his flesh. He attempts to shift, but he’s far too late.
Screams and snarls surround me, but I ignore them. I see nothing but red. My jowls widen and clamp down over the crook of his neck. Hot blood pours into my mouth as his jugular is slashed by my fangs. His strangled cry pierces through my ears. The claws that have morphed from his hands dig into my back. But he’s weakened. Although I feel him battering against me, his fight is gone. I clamp down harder and then viciously tear at his throat. My claws slice through his skin as my wolf continues to maul him.
A hard body pushes against me, but I don’t budge. My body is stone and every action vicious. My wolf howls in both victory and pain. In a flash Caleb is behind me and the yelp following indicates the demise of whoever it was that heedlessly tried to defend this piece-of-shit wolf. Shadow’s pulse dims as my wolf snarls and takes a chunk of his throat in our jaws. I spit the filthy blood from my mouth.
A menacing growl rumbles from my chest as I turn to look at the state of this pathetic pack.