Blood Moon Forest : Series Book 1 by Falicity Davis (best historical fiction books of all time .txt) 📖

"I just want to go home. Deal with the rouges and then train hard with mikah." I said and she chuckled. "Do you still havea thing for Kai. Or did mister Raymond over there cure that?" I asked and she went red. I smirked. I enjoyed her embarssement. Her eyes went wide as he growled. I laughed as he snatched her roughly into his arms. He squeezed her arms roughly and I could feel her pain. I shot up, throwing the sweater on me and seen her struggle. "Ray, your hurting her." I heard my mates voice boom. Raymond still held her, his eyes dark. I smelled the coppery smell of blood and seen his claws were in her arms. I started to shake violently. Rage taking over my body. I supprsed Zafaras pain and growled as he went to mark her. She let out a scream and struggled harder in his hold. I lost it. I saw red. I shifted and ran to him. I snapped my jaws on his leg and he let her go. She rolled down the side of the steap hill, I yelped and went to go to her, but seen my mate already running down after her body. 

I let out a growl of rage. I could feel my top lip go up into a snarl. His eyes flashed back to there normal color and he rolled over. I clamped my jaws down on his leg hard and he let out a growl. I fwelt myself being ripped off of him and I was held down. I rolled under the wolf, and seen my mate in human form. He was strong. To be in human form and hold down an Alpha wolf when in a fit of rage. 

 I shifted and took the shirt off the ground, ignoring my mates musky scent that was all over it. It went down to mid-thigh and I cpuld tell my wolf wanted to roll in it. Bi-polar much, one minute she wants to kill someone the next she is a horny dog. "Zafara, I'm sor-" He said as he walked tentivly towars her, she cut him off wit ha sob. She ran int othe woods and he went to go after her but i growled at him. 

"Don't." I snarled. I could tell my eyes were black. I took off after her and ignored the huffs of annoyance. I ran to her and seen her sitting there. She was covered in sticks and mud. she looked at me with swollen eyes. I gasped at her eyes. They were blue. Like elctric blue. She started to talk to me,

"You're right. Love is a myth."

I held her hand as she sobbed quietly. I wanted to tell her it was real. And to many people it maybe real, but for me its a lie. I couldn't tell her anything. I didn't want to bein her more pain or lie so, I sat thee and as she sobbed. Her head on the crook of my shoulder. If I couldn't feel her emotions to know what she wanted I would have awkwardly patted her back. I sat there my face emotionless even though I had rage boiling under the surface. If I didn't get my hands on Raymond and rip him a new ass soon, then my rage would boil over.

"I'm nothing but a possession to him. I'm his mate, he should feel something. Like, oh I don't know? Compassion, desire, anything other then I'm his possession. I will not be his, or anyone's possession." She spat coldly. "If he didn't feel anything for you, he wouldn't try to forcefully mark you as his." I said. I mainly said it because I felt that's what she wanted but also because it was true in a sense. "But still." She said and looked at me. I had forgotten that her eyes were red. "Fara, you're eyes are blue." I said and she gasped. Her eyes going wide. She jumped up and walked to the puddle only a few feet away. She looked in the puddle and then I seen tears fall off her face into the puddle. faster and faster they fell from her face into the puddle. "You're terrified and confused. Don't be." I said and she looked at me slightly before going back to the puddle. "I'm sure it's common my eyes flash yellow. That only happens to rouges." I said and she nodded. I pulled her away from the puddle as Raymond broke through the tree line. I felt boiling rage threaten to boil over at the sight of him. I felt my eyesight become sharper, my sense of smell more intense, and I wished I could block somethings out. I felt the anger and betrayal along with other emotions pool off of Fara and into me in waves. I felt myself threaten to stagger back. I stood my ground and I tried to keep the wolf in me at bay. She was whispering brutal ways to kill him. Ways to make him suffer. Ways to make him beg and cry out in mercy. There would be no mercy for a traitor. That was what was imbedded into my mind. The only wolf more intense and brutal then me other then rouges was my mate and his pack. I felt tinged of mercy but brushed them aside. He felt nothing. He killed for fun. I killed for justice or for revenge. Which truthfully isn't that good either but I'm sure it's a step up from him.

"Get out if here, before she kills you. In her mind your a traitor. You broke your word that you would never hurt me. She is out for blood. Yours." Zafara yelled as I let a sinister smirk play at my lips. He stood his ground, not once looking at me, only at Zafara with pleading eyes. He took a step forward to her and I stepped in front of her. My protectiveness for my friend and pack mate, coming to the surface. "You should have listened, Traitor." I spat out the word, disgusted with him and his betrayal to Zafara. "I didn't mean it. My wolf took over just like yours is right now." He said timidly. I grin something wild making him look confused and alert of every move I made. "I'm very much in control. My wolf and me, we want the same thing," I paused walking forward each step I took he look more and more alert, by not afraid or scared. I stood in front of him, my grin never faltering only growing in size.

"Your head on a stick." I whispered at him. Even though he was easily taller and more muscular I still had an intimidating shadow about me and it wasn't because I was an Alpha.

I ran at him like a linebacker in the NFL, tackling him to the ground, growling in rage. I shifted and snarled something crazy at him. "Her rage has boiled over!" Zafara yelled to Raymond, as he tried to stop my canines and talons from sinking into his flesh. How I want to so bad. He faltered for a brief second giving me a window of opportunity to sink my razor sharp canines into his flesh. It was like a knife slicing through butter. So easy, but not satisfying in the least. Zafara let out a scream. I pushed her to the back of my mind, focusing all of my rage at the traitor. I was postioned perfectly to sink my canines into his throat and rip it out. But I was shoved off of him. In to the tree. I seen Zafara run to him and I felt betryal soak into me. She went to him instead of me. She looked to me and she seen my blazing eyes. They burned with hatred. She took a small step to me and I snarled loudly at her.

I stood up and got into a stance. Fight or flight, his words sink into my ears. I snarled.

"She is hearing his words. You need to stop her." Zafara whispered quietly. "She is not thinking right. The last time, there was casulties. Of our own pack." She said and her eyes swirled. I relased a loud snarl, My lip curving up to show my bloody canines soaked by her mates blood. She took a step back and I growled. I heard a low groan of pain and my eyes shot to Raymond. I purred in pride that I brought him pain. I looked at him longer and his steely grey eyes shot to me as if pleading I would understand. But he never begged or cried in mercy. I wanted him to cry out and beg on his hands and knees as I ripped his heart from his chest. I snarled at the mental image. I would get it.

I charged at him in blur like movements. I was so close. I was a foot from him. 12 inches. But some wolf that was about to get ripped a new ass slammed me into the nearest tree, winding me. I held in the yelp and whimper of pain. I stood up to my full height and had to crain my neck to look up. The wolf was beautiful. A shiney raven black. Bigger then me and my brothers wolves. Eyes bright electric blue. To bad I was about to kill him.

And have fun doing so.

I lunged but was slammed on my back, and I snarled in rage. How dare he disrespect me, an Alpha. I growled my Alpha tone coming off and he snarled back. And I almost flinched, Making me even more inraged. He stood up and backed away. He turned his back and I growled. He wasn't going to walk away. He stopped but didn't move to turn. I snarled, snapping my jaws, saliva dripping from my muzzle. I would kill him. I would rip his head off. I would bleed him dry.

I would make a pretty rug out of this mutt.

I lunged hard at him and he slammed his paw onto the ground making it vibrate from the force. My body slammed into his and he took most of the hit. I stood above his body and snarled. My saliva dripped onto his muzzle and he licked it off. My eyes went dark and he growled. I snapped my jaws harshly next to his face almost biting it. He flipped us and I rolled out of his reach, making him put his arm on my belly as I rolled to stop me. I scratched his face red strolled down his face, healing almost instantly. He stood up to his ful height and I seen his eyes blaze with fury. He ran at me and stood over me, trying to make me submit. I snapped my jaws in defiance and he put his canines at my throat. I would never submit. I pushed my throat into his mouth and his eye went wide. I would die before I submit. He let my throat go and backed off of me. I stood up and looked at Raymond with disgust. Zafara was looking at me slightly and she shoved off one of Raymonds