Mate against her will

Another night filled with blood

Madeline

Brushing off the last bit of blood off my cheek as I continued to walk out of the Alpha's house.

This was the third raid this month.

Three alphas died on my hand.

Three more abusers were gone and so many people were saved.

Yes, it was a bit extreme, but these animals didn’t understand any other type of communication. The only thing they understood was power and I had more than my share of it.

I can thank one of them for it, but as it was given without my consent, so I choose to make the most of it.

It took me more than a few weeks to master it. Heck, it was almost a full year until I could control it to the point where it was no longer harmful to me.

It took countless hours on the fighting matt till I felt comfortable enough to fight on my own, to take on any alpha that came my way, but now none of them stood a chance against me... well, almost no one.

I pushed the thought of him away and quickened my pace. There is no time to waist here.

I passed the high tech security gate as I left the property.

From the outside it looked like it was a great big castle. That couldn't be taken over or broken in, but the truth was far from it.

As big as this castle looked, it was one of the easiest to infiltrate. This Alpha was just like others, believing that a big fence was the only thing they needed to keep them safe, that no one would dare to attack them or move against them at all, just because they are alpha's.

It was quite hilarious to see these big bad wolves pretending that they are the same as their predecessors. Bragging about their lineage, when the only thing in common with their ancestors, other than the last name, was their cruelty and sense of importance. Just like their ancestors, they take and ruin everything around them. They ruin families and the lives of anyone they want to. It makes me sick to even think about them.

They are the reasons why I do what I do. I swore that I would clean this world of the sickness we call alphas. There is no place for them in this world. They only ruin and hurt.

Unintentionally, my fingers brushed against the scar on my neck. Remembering all the pain and s**t I had to go through just because I was part of this f*****g world.

My fingers traced the rough indentations on my neck. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. I haven’t thought about him for a long time now.

Percy, alpha of the Iron Claw pack, or as he introduced himself to me as Percy Iron. The man that broke me, pushed me over the edge and left me to rot there.

An image of him popped into my mind and the scar on my neck started to burn.

It f*****g always did that, when I got close to my heat.

I pulled out my phone and texted Edgar and Nikolay to meet me at my quarters tonight.

Yes, they will never satisfy the need, but we sure as hell will have a good time trying.

Memories of my last heat floated into my mind.

Memories of Edgar's hands holding me down as Nikolay feasted on my aching p***y. How his rough fingers joined his tongue. And Edgar had the most wicked idea of describing what Nikolay was about to do. And what they planned to do later... How they are going to make me c*m until I couldn't see straight or even think about the heat.

A wave of sadness hit me as the scar on my neck started to burn even harder.

My boys tried to fill my hunger. They f****d me until both of them passed out on top of me.... but it still wasn't enough.

It never was.

One heat I had six guys and two girls trying to fill the need that was sufacating me. They tried every dirty and kinky thing they could come up with, but nothing helped.

My fingers teased the scar and it was burning harder than usual. This can only mean that this heat will be a strong one. I should call Mathew and Evan too.

I shot them a quick text as I climbed onto my bike and started it.

The rounded shape of the seat and the quiet vibration coming from the bike sent a pleasurable shiver up my body.

Goddess, I love my bike.

It was the next best thing to running in my wolf form. The beast between my thighs was custom made for me, with a lot more juice than a common bike. It is illegal in most countries, but as I don't belong to that world anymore, I can't give a f**k about it.

I pulled out the matt black helmet and strapped it onto my head. I would love to ride without a helmet, but the distance from my base is quite far and it would draw too much attention. I will also need to drive fast… maybe I will take it off when I cross the border.

Not wanting to spend any more time here than needed and because the alpha council is probably informed of what happened as we speak, and tonight isn’t the night to deal with a group of alpha’s… especially because I am so close to my heat.

I took off and turned in the direction of Emanuel's pack's ground. I knew that as soon as I crossed the border I would be safe.

Well as safe as any wolf is in the heart of the underworld of supernatural beings.

Yes it is a dark place and there are only a few rules there, but it was better than any other pack. At least here you know what to expect from them. Yes it was that they will try to kill you or rob you of all you have, but there is honor in that. And nobody dared to cross the few lines there were.

I increased the speed, loving the feeling of it against my skin. Feeling one with the road and the bike. It felt so nice between my thighs... it felt so right.

Over the years, I chose to travel by bike and not in my wolf form, because I couldn’t trust that b***h. The only thing she wanted was to go back to Percy and play at home with him, have his little cubs and be his doormat… but I refused to do that.

There is more to life than being a porcelain doll and an incubator. I refuse to take part in giving this world any more alpha's and that was bound to happen if I returned to him.

Memories of Percy were filling my head and anger was getting the best of me. As I reached the maximum speed my baby could reach, I knew that going any longer at this speed would require me to take a break, so that the engine would cool off, and stopping here isn’t a great idea. I am still a few kilometers away from the border.

I pushed my emotions down and lowered my speed. Good at this speed, in a few minutes I will finally be out of the council's reach.

One of the reasons why I base my operations in Emanuel's packs territory, is because he has a deal with the council and they have no say here.

Emanuel is one of the most feared alpha’s in the werewolf society. He is respected and feared just like his father was.

And he is the only wolf that never tried to make a move on me. He always treated me like a sibling. Maybe it was because, when his father took me in, he was a bit younger and always treated me like a sister.

I smiled to myself, remembering the last talk we had about my little mission on killing every alpha.

He was complaining about my killings. He was trying to make take a break from all the killing, because the council was raising its ugly head in our direction. Of course, I refused and said that I only killed the dickheads and his answer was that they all were dickheads and so I would have to kill them all.

I think the council was giving him pressure to give me to them, but he stood his ground. He was one tough motherfucker and I feel sorry for anyone who crosses him.

Emanuel ruled his pack with a tight fist. The pack had its laws and everybody here respected them. This place was a sort of a safe haven for anybody hiding from the council. Each person has to go through countless interrogations and tests before they are accepted here.

There is actually almost no crime here, everyone values their place in his pack and they want to keep it safe for their families and their own sake.

I smiled to myself as I stopped at the first border post.

As it was mandatory, I took off my helmet and stopped so they could scan my face.

It flashed with a green light as a signal that I could continue and I left my helmet off for the rest of the ride.

The ride in the city wasn’t the longest one, but it was pleasant nevertheless.

The wind in my hair and the lively bustle of the night in this town felt like home.

I relaxed and enjoyed the ride, but it was a foolish thing to do, tonight.

The moment my body relaxed the burning heat, I had a hold on before returning with a bang. I almost stumbled and went flying off the bike, but I straightened up before I fell off.

Shit, I have to get to the base.

No matter how much control I have over my body, when my pheromone hits I can’t stop it. And then every wolf in a kilometer radius would be on top of me.

I pushed on the gas and rushed straight to my base house.

It wasn’t big or anything, Emanuel offered to buy me a bigger one, but I loved it.

It was a two-story concrete fort that none could ever take down. It was the safest place in this city.

I stopped at the garage and the security system opened the garage door for me. It was a nice perk I invested in.

I turned off the bike and rushed out of the garage to the main floor.

The moment I stepped into the living room, I sensed that someone was there. The hair at the nape of my neck was standing. But I brushed it off with the hormones of my heat and it was probably the guys waiting to ambush me.

Before I could even move, I felt a presence next to me. And it was different from my guys.

I turned to the living room and saw him sitting in my armchair.

“Hello, Madeline.”

I didn't think, I just acted.

I jumped straight at him.

My claws were out and I was aiming for his face, but the bastard was faster. He grabbed my hands, locks them behind my back in his palm and presses me against the wall.

“Well now. It’s not how you greet your mate.”

“f**k you.”

“Tsk Tsk, little wolf. You need some proper training.”

“I repeat myself, f**k you.”

“Well, why would I do that when…”

I felt his nose right at my neck, next to the mark that was burning. I could hear him taking in a deep breath.

“When you are primed and ready with your heat. I bet your sexy little body is begging for some attention.”

He sniffed my neck one more time.

“Maybe a lot of attention.”

“f**k you.”

“Well, my darling, you are repeating yourself…”

He whispered that right to my neck as he licked the mark he left three years ago.