Wolves, Ash Faith [romantic novels in english txt] 📗

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“Last time I checked,” he said tilting his head, confused as he reassessed me “Rogue’s were an immediate death penalty” I froze, taking in his greyish eyes. He was an Alpha. And he knew I belonged to no one.

“Last time I checked,” I put my guard up immediately, “My last kill was only a few hours ago, I wouldn’t mind adding an Alpha to that list” I attempted my most vicious look. But it wasn’t enough, he began to laugh at my attempt to scare him off.

“This town is a free place, unless you’ve got anywhere you can hide” he paused, sudden seriousness covering his humour “It’s about to be a battle field, Alpha’s everywhere, don’t think they’ll all be as kind as me.” he dug deep into his jean pocket and pulled out a stone. “Break the rock if you need help, or leave it here, if you don’t want me to help you.” He looked generally concerned, which was weird.

“Okay,” I said, confused about his kindness, and grabbing the rock, “Is this some kind of magic rock or something” I stared at it. It just looked like a rock, I was half sure this guy was pulling my leg. But I shoved it into my own jean pocket, but it didn’t really fit. Damn, women’s clothes and not having big pockets is so damned annoying. The guy was clearly amused, once again, by my stupid comments.

“By the way, I’m known as Jackal,” He held out his hand, “But you can call me Jack.” He tilted his head again, “And you are?” shit, I gotta leave now. Sweating under the pressure of my next move, I quickly spurt out my reply. “Just leaving. Sorry, got to go” I said leaving him with his hand still awaiting to be shaken. I wasn’t trusting anymore Alpha’s. or Anybody for that matter. If I caught myself up with another Alpha, I’d break the magic rock and leave ‘Jackal’ and that Alpha to fight. That would up my chances of survival by one Alpha attack. I bolted around the next corner, onto a street full of pubs. One of which I remembered clearly. Kade’s bar and hotel. But I wasn’t taking any chances, trusting only myself meant trusting only myself. There was a small alleyway between two of the bars, and I decided a dark corner was just what I needed to hide in. I crossed the empty street quickly and headed straight into the alley. Normally I would have been wary of my safety in an alleyway between to pubs, but considering what I knew I was capable of now, I wasn’t worried at all. I took in what Jackal had said earlier, and realisation dawned me as I finally understood what he had said. The town was free real estate for any pack to take, and the ‘battle’ of Alpha’s, was going to be any nearby Alphas looking to take it. I knew I needed to leave the town soon. But I felt like there was something needing me to stay. I needed to trust my instincts, deciding that I would stay for just another week.

One, hardy ass week.

Chapter 35 >> Ace's view

 

“What do you mean you lost her scent?” Peter asked, confused at my mistake.

“She met up with an Alpha” I said, smelling his presence. “His scent overpowered hers, and now I can’t tell which one is her.” There were two pathways of his scent, one had to be hers as this where hers had stopped.

“Ace, you know what this means, don’t you?” Peter spoke my mind, “The battle’s soon to begin. Alpha’s are already here and settled. The girl will be fine, she won a fight with the Vampire King for Christ’s sake! We need to prepare for what they may bring if you truly do want this town to belong to you.” He was right. I didn’t like the idea of leaving her alone, but we had no choice anymore. I couldn’t protect her if I was dead.

“Fine, first we check-“ My focus stopped as I picked up the same Alpha’s scent from across the street, he was with another 10 or so wolves. They must be his pack. They were laughing, at god knows what, but the laughter ended abruptly as the Alpha spotted and scented me, realisation crossing his face that I was on his case. The long stare between us ended swiftly, as he pulled out a faint glowing object from his pocket. A look of warning passed his face. He lifted his eyes back up to me and mouthed “Another time” and suddenly he and his pack were off. I stood back up from the concrete I was kneeling on watching as they turned the corner, I caught a glance of the back of the Alpha’s leather jacket. It read “Jackal, The Man, The Wolf, The Legend.” I scoffed at the guts he had to have that embroidered onto his jacket.

“I wouldn’t laugh,” Peter warned me, “If I remember correctly, Jackal is the wolf that destroyed over 15 Alpha’s out in the west. If he liked the fighting and loyalty of one of the Alpha’s own pack, he would spare their life if they decided to join him. If not. you get the point.”

“Nothing we can’t handle” I replied, confident in my pack. I wanted to follow and get back on their track when I scented another Alpha. “You’ve got to be kidding me. A fight is already about to happen” Ezekiel said, exhausted by the thought of battling.

Chapter 36 >> Lana's view

 

“I’ll ask again, girl, what Alpha do you belong to?” the Alpha spat on my face, He is way too close for my liking I thought, imagining ripping the guy to pieces but also remembering the possible consequences, I would cause a scene that would end up bad for me. a giant repulsing scare slashed across his face didn’t make being so close any better.

“I’ll say it again, you pirate-looking fucker, nobody” I spat back at the ugly bastard.

“You lie!” he said, pummelling the brick behind me with a powerful right hook. Not as powerful as mine. I thought about how I could get out of this and the perfect plan from before struck me. Magic Stone, smash on ground, Jackal comes to fight ugly dude whilst I run for the hills and hope they kill each other and up my survival chances. I smiled,

“Fine, you want to know so badly?” I wagered, “Then I’ll show you” I pushed him off me, stunning him with my strength, giving me just enough time to pull out the rock as he came at me whilst his pack watched on. I smashed the rock in between his eyes, hoping that Jackal wasn’t pulling my leg on the whole magical rock thing. His pack started to laugh, as I opened my eyes to find the blaring red eyes of the Alpha. Shit, look what you’ve done now you dumbass I scolded myself. Backing up towards the brick wall, he smiled wickedly at me, the scar tissue stretching on his face.

“I hereby declare,” A voice cleared from behind the pirate-pack, shocking them all. “The battle to begin” the pack began to part way for someone walking through, and for a quick second, I hoped it was Ace. I shook my head as Jackal appeared, beaming a smile so bright you’d think this was a toothpaste commercial. He tugged on his leather jacket and continued to walk towards the ugly bastard that had cornered me.

“Well, well, well” Jackal’s eyes flashed red for a second. “If isn’t Bucky the pirate himself”

“Jackal.” The scarred guy didn’t share the same happiness that Jackal did, “You’ll pay for what you did to me. No one, crosses Harold, the Alpha of the North and gets away with it.”  He sounded menacing, but I couldn’t help it. “Harold?!” I laughed hard, cramping up my stomach from the menacing ‘Harold’ who clearly was displeased by my laughing. I heard Jackal let out a small laugh but then I stopped myself as I saw the two Alpha’s at each other’s necks. Staring deeply with burning red eyes.

I froze as I realised my plan wouldn’t work, remembering the fact that I was cornered with no way out without causing a scene. A scene that was already about to happen between two Alphas.

“I didn’t know you wanted another beauty mark” Jackal snarled, only making hah, Harold, angrier.

Harold started the fight, leaping into a fighting stance and whipping out a knife from his boot.

As they scrambled on the ground, their packs began fighting too. It was just one big battle, and I was trapped in the middle of it. Jackle was the one who’d given Harold the giant scar across his face. I was speechless, as the guy who’d come off as so gentle earlier threw hit after hit, smashing Harold’s face in. I looked around and saw how quick the fight had ended, Jackal’s pack, despite there being half of the amount there was of Harold’s men, had come out on top with little marks. After a solid minute of Jackal still pounding the now limp body of Harold, I’d had enough.

“Stop.” I told Jackal as I paced towards him, “Hey, Jackal, I’m pretty sure you’ve smashed him far into the afterlife.” He still ignored me, “He’s dead, give it a break” I pulled him off and pushed him against the wall, but he slid down it, weak and white-faced. It was then I saw the ragged knife, slashed right through his leather jacket and deep into his arm.

“Oh god, are you okay?” I bent down realising my saviour flashing in and out of consciousness.

“He broke the code, the knife, it’s poisoned, don’t touch it” He moaned.

“Lucky you, I don’t listen to orders” I said, ripping the knife out of his shoulder. He bit his lip, in an attempt to hide the pain. I turned to his pack that I knew were watching carefully,

“I suggest you turn around, and by suggest, I mean do” I told them, as they hesitated but did as I said.

“What are you doing…” Jackal faded out, I needed to do this. The glowey thing I did to Kade, and I needed it to happen now. “Please work” I begged to myself as I closed my eyes and tried to feel the soothing heat of it. I felt nothing. I took a deep breath, try again my