Chapter 227
I Don’t Totally Hate Who I AM Becoming p>
treat Thane calling my name as Cyrus is clapping and Raven is jumping up and down with her boob opossum sticking its head out to see what is going on but my wolf is only focused on one thing.
Watching Sonne’s demise.
We watch as Sonne wails and jerks in agony. His body is convulsing as we reach down and tear his dick off the rest of the way before shoving it inside of his
mouth and pushing his head back with our bloody hand. “CHOKE ON THAT BITCH! Raven yells as she spits on Sonne.
“This could be the worlds greatest orgy.” Cyrus fans himself as he watches Raven jump up and down cheering me on. Her red hair is redder with blood
splatter that doesn’t seem to faze her.
“Not on your fucking life.” Thane growls.
I smile as I watch him choke on it; the memories of his assault on me are replaced with the look of fear as he chokes, bleeds out, and dies.
Before I can comprehend what is happening, I am lifted into Thane’s arms and hauled up the flights of stairs from the dungeon. The cleaner air feels amazing as I inhale deeply. “I’m taking you home,” Thane says quietly as he buckles me into the front of his car. “ I shouldn’t have taken you in there.” Thane pulls out of the parking lot, and I realize that I am covered in blood. It is all down the front of me and my right arm.
“I’m sorry….I’m sorry I killed him.” I whisper.
“No baby, no. I do not care that you killed him. The fact that he made it this long was a miracle. I don’t want this to set you back. You have been doing so well. What you just witnessed is traumatic and insane. You deserve better than seeing all of that. I just ….. I just lost it. I only wanted his blood. I should have been thinking clearly.” Thane apologizes as he speeds home.
“Well, my wolf feels the same way. She only wanted his blood and got it. We learned something and nothing. I don’t care about what I saw…at least not right now. It doesn’t feel real right now, but the world feels safer knowing he is gone.” I look down at my hands, turning them and inspecting the blood of
my enemy.
My wolf doesn’t hate it.
She will if it gets in the nest.
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I love how Ayla is like yay blood,but not in the nest,, bahahahaha
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Welcome To the Midnight Pack, Home of the Dick Slayers p>
Thane
Ayla slicing Sonne’s dicks off made me proud and terrified at the same time. I was totally against taking her down there the longer I thought about it, but
she had so many decisions taken from her in life, and I didn’t want to take this decision from her.
However, I did not think it would lead to her feeding Sonne his dick to choke on.
I’m starting to see a pattern between myself and those around me. We can go from zero to unhinged very quickly, but I never thought the timid Little Wolf I
rescued would feed an Alpha his dick.
I am quite proud.
“Raven mind–linked me that she wants us to go back out and finish our revenge tour,” Ayla says as she looks at her hands. I need to get that blood off her
before it causes memories she does not want.
“I bet she did. There won’t be a single dick left on any Alphas you two come across. This, I am quite certain about.” I can only imagine what Raven and Cyrus will do to Stevens and his sons.
“How do you feel about it?” I ask as she slowly turns to me. “I feel… glad….my wolf was pushing hard for her revenge….I am glad that it happened, that I was able to do it, and sad thinking that at any time in my life, I could encounter an Alpha that used me. Do I do the same with all of them? ”
“Yes,” I answered her quickly. “We kill them all p>
‘I may sit out on further interrogations. I don’t care if the bad guys live long enough to give answers or not.” Ayla scowls
“Good,” I answer, rubbing her back as we pull in front of the house.
I remove Ayla from the vehicle and take her upstairs for a bath. She firmly plants her feet when I sit her down to turn the shower on. Ayla doesn’t appear to be panicked, and she may be handling this better than I expected.
I should have given her more credit.
“Let’s get you washed off and then soaking in the tub.” I start to remove her bloody clothing while trying to keep her gaze on me. I walk her into the tub and under the spray so the hot water can rinse the blood off her.
I keep her chin tilted up anytime she is tempted to look down. I do not want her to see all the blood washing off her. It looks worse than it is, and I do not
want to upset her.
“I’m so proud of you, Ayla,” I whisper in her ear as I slide my hand down the front of her, giving her something else to think about. I gently trace over her growing stomach, feeling a firm, hard kick toward the center of Ayla’s abdomen.
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