Chapter 205
ANNA’S POV
It was Alpha King George. The moment the door burst open and I saw his face, the whole room shifted. His eyes went straight to Sophie, her weak, trembling wolf bleeding at the corner, and something wild flashed across his face before his body began to twist and crack, fur spreading fast until the massive black wolf stood where he had been. He growled so loudly that the floor vibrated, his rage filling the whole place like smoke. He didn’t waste a single second before lunging straight at me with one clear purpose, to tear me apart until there was nothing left.
But what Alpha King George didn’t know, or maybe knew but was too blinded by rage to care about, was that my wolf wasn’t weak. My wolf was born from power, the bloodline of a true Alpha. My wolf wasn’t just strong, it was unstoppable. The moment his claws scraped my side, mine snapped forward with a growl so loud it made even him hesitate for a split second.
“You want a fight?” I growled through my teeth, my voice vibrating with the deep tone of my wolf’s growl.” Then come get it p>
He lunged again, but my wolf was faster. I twisted and slammed into him with all the strength burning through my body, sinking my teeth into his shoulder until I felt the hot taste of blood. He roared and swung his massive
hitting my side, but instead of knocking me back, it only fueled my fury. I didn’t stop. Heck, I couldn’t stop.
paw,
My wolf flung him with her sharp teeth, throwing him so hard that his body hit the far wall with a loud crack. He let out a furious snarl, shaking his head, trying to recover, but I could see the shock in his eyes. He wasn’t expecting me to be this strong.
Across the room, Sophie’s weak wolf tried to move, limping toward him, her fur matted with blood. She was barely standing. She whimpered softly, like she was calling for help, but I was already moving. My wolf turned sharply and charged at her before she could take another step.
I grabbed her by the neck with my jaws and flung her like she was nothing, sending her flying straight into her father, who had just managed to stand. They crashed into each other with a loud thud, both of them collapsing to the ground again. Their pain–filled cries filled the air, but I didn’t care. I didn’t feel pity. I didn’t feel fear. I didn’t feel anything except rage.
“ENOUGH!” I growled, my voice echoing through the room. My wolf’s eyes glowed brighter, golden and wild, and I could feel every ounce of my fury burning under my skin. “Enough running. Enough begging. Enough mercy p>
Mercy. That word didn’t exist in me anymore. These people had taken everything from me. They killed my parents. They destroyed my life. They made me an orphan and left me broken. They made me lose my unborn child. And now, they wanted to take my life too.
No. Not this time.
Mercy wasn’t a fucking option.
Alpha King George’s wolf let out another furious growl, his fur bristling as he pushed himself up again. Blood dripped down from his muzzle, staining the floor, but his eyes burned with determination. He lunged once more
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his claws flashing as he went for my throat, but I was ready this time. My wolf met him midair, our bodies colliding so hard that the floor shook beneath us. We bit, clawed, and slammed into each other again and again, the sound of growls and snapping teeth filling the room.
“You’ll pay for what your parents did!” he growled through his wolf’s voice, his claws scraping my side.
“My parents?” I snarled back, slamming him down again. “You mean the ones you murdered p>
He roared in fury, trying to bite me, but I caught his neck between my teeth, pressing harder until I felt his pulse flutter under my bite. He whimpered, his strength faltering. Sophie let out a weak howl from the corner, her wolf barely breathing. She tried to move toward him again, but my paw came down hard on her chest, keeping her pinned.
“Don’t you dare move,” I growled, my voice rumbling deep in my chest.
Her eyes met mine, full of terror, and for a second, I could see her realizing what I had become, the Alpha she could never be. She whimpered again, pressing herself against the wall like she was trying to disappear.
Alpha King George growled, trying to push up, but my wolf shoved him back down with another powerful hit. ” You think you can destroy my family and walk away?” I growled. “You think you can take everything from me and not pay for it p>
He bared his teeth, his growl low and threatening. “You’re just like your father,” he hissed. “Too proud to know when to kneel p>
“Really?” I scoffed. “We shall see p>
He snarled again, but I didn’t wait. My wolf jumped, pushing him to the ground, claws digging deep into his chest. He howled in pain, thrashing, but I didn’t let go. I pressed harder, my teeth flashing, ready to end him once and for all.
And then, in a sudden movement, his black fur began to vanish, his bones cracking and reshaping until his human form appeared again. His body was covered in wounds, his breathing heavy, but his hand gripped something that made my wolf freeze for just a heartbeat.
A silver dagger.
He was smirking now, blood dripping down his chin as he whispered, “Let’s see how strong your wolf really is against this p>
I tried to move back, but he was fast, faster than I expected for someone that hurt. I felt the cold air shift, the flash of the blade as it caught the light, and then…
Pain.
The dagger plunged deep into my side, cutting through skin, flesh, and fur. The silver burned instantly, spreading through my veins like fire. I let out a loud cry, my body jerking backward. My wolf howled in agony, the sound echoing through the room.
I stumbled, falling to the ground as the silver continued to burn inside me, my vision blurring. Alpha King George stood above me, breathing heavily, his hand still gripping the dagger buried in my body.
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“Now you know,” he said darkly, his voice trembling with fury and pride, “why I am called King p>
My wolf growled weakly, trying to push up, but my body was too heavy, too slow. I could feel the poison crawling through me, the silver eating at my strength. I gasped, my breath shaky, my hands trembling as I looked up at him. His face was blurry now, but I could still see that cruel smirk.
And then everything went silent, and my body shifted back into my human form.
The last thing I remembered before the darkness took over was the dagger still in me and the sound of his voice, low and cold: “You should’ve stayed dead p>
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.