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

I looked back at the wolf and he looked at me. I got in defensive stanse. "She is challanging you." Zafara said like it was obivious. His eyes went wide like I was stupid before he got into stance. I growled and circled him slowly. I stopped and he looked at me curiously, Before I took him by surprise and bit down on the scruff of his neck. He shook me off harshly and I was again winded. He bit at me and I jumped away, trying to swipe my paw at him. This went on for hours, until he got me. He pinned me. He had me down. His canines were piercing my skin ever so slighty. I pushed my throat at him despite the pain that soared through out my whole body. He let me go and stared at me with disgust. I stood up on wobbly legs and seen it was sun down. I was feelig the effects of the fight and I looked at him with annoyance. I felt myself almost break. He won. I didn't submit. But he one domince. It's the same thing. I looked at him a second longer and his eyes changes to ones I knew. He was my mate. My mate just one domince. I let my top lip curl up into a frightning snarl before taking off.

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"Jameela!?" I heard Zafara yell out. I didn't want to see anyone. But I knew she would find me. I didn't have the energy to move. I felt drained. For me, Domince was everything. Without it how was I even Alpha? I never submitted to anyone. It always made me feel inferior. At the top. And I felt a sence of betryal knowing it was my mate who did it. I really wanted to kill him. But that would never hapen. He had it all.

I felt eyes on me but I still remained emotionless along with motionless. I sat there my long black hair covering my chest and back. It was dark anyways. I looked at her and She gave me a confused look. "Im sorry for what I did." I said and she smirked. "I know. Now why do you look depressed. I didn't see the rest of the fight." HSe whispered although she new very well what happened. "He won domince." I said emotionlessly. She gasped and I felt her anger hit my already drained body, making me hit the tree. "Wow, can it." I muttered and she laughed. She helped me up and gave me a random shirt. "I found it." She said, well lied. I raised an eyebrow at her and she smiled sheepishly. "It's Ray's." She said and I let a ghost of a smile play at my lips. It was so faint. "You don't mind that you're mates scent will be on me?" I asked. It always bothered she-wolves mostly if they hadn't been marked or fully mated. "No, You're my sister. And I would rather you wear his shirt then run around this forest stark naked." She said and I chuckled, slipping it on. "Where is he." I siad and her eyes went wide. I knew she was thinking the pros and cons of telling me. It was a bad habit she had. "I won't kill him." I said and she looked at me, not fully beliving me. "Im not exactly going to say sorry." I said and she nodded her head for me to follow. I walked beside her, limping slightly. I showed no emotions that it hurt as I walked into a clearing. It was small and held small wood stumps and dead and new leaves.

I looked at him as he sat there with puncture wounds on his legs and claw marks on his chest. I walked up to him and he looked at me with a look of confusion. "I'm not saying sorry. Your broke your word. I'm a person of my word. Its not taken lightly and I only give it if I know I can with hold it. You need to learn that with me." I stated to him with fierce determenation. "She is a packmemeber and my sister. Don't make me regret not ripping your heart from your chest right this second." I said and he nodded his head seemingly relived I didn't plunge my fist into his cheast and rip out his heart right this second. I did have temptions though.

I heard a twig snap and I twirled around standing in front of them both protectively. I hated him but I wouldn't let him die. At least by another persons hands other then mine.

I seen a muddy brown wolf with a dangerous glint in his eyes. He ran at us before I could process it.

Fight or Flight.

I shifted into my snowy white wolf and attacked head on. Fight. I circled him and lunged but was rammed into a tree so hard I seen black dots. I felt the darkness try to claim me as I stood up snarling, saliva dripping from my muzzle. The dots grew more feverish as i faught off the two fully grown male wolves. I was slammed to the right then left and I hit the tree and growled lowly. I knew I was going under but I only did so willingly as I seen my mate stand over my body and lunge at them with a dark murderous glint in his eyes, but, there was allso pure joy. He was just as the stories said. A monster. I seen him rip out the wolves throat before clawing and mauling there bodys to nothing but a mangled sack of bones. I finally slipped under completely and shifted unwillingly. The darkness was so bright yet so dark. I couldn't fight it.

 I groaned lightly, and shifted over. I peeled my eyes open. I looked around the bare clearing, seeing no signs of anyone. The smell if blood was prominent and stale. How long was I out? I thought numbly as I sat up, a random shirt draped over me. I calmed my head wolf as I slipped into the shirt and tried to catch a whiff of anything. God, I was gonna rip Zafara a new ass for just leavening me here. I stood to my feet and looked around, and I walked slightly slow to a tree stump. I looked down at the spots of blood on the wildly bright green grass and furrowed my eyebrows. I looked at a near by tree stump to see a small bloody hand print. It was surely from a girl, and most likely younger then me.

I felt the need to find whoever it was, seeing as whoever it was, was young, alone, injured. It was most likely my Alpha instinct coming out.

I slowly drew strength from my wolf as I padded along the soft grassy ground to the edge of the clearing. I heard whimpers about ten minutes after I had entered the forest and looked around. A small whimper came from behind a bush and in that moment I knew it was a small girl or boy. I slowly walked around to see a young girl covered in blood, clutching her stomach. Gaping at the sight, I fell down to my hands and knees, startling her. She cowered away from me and I frowned before giving her a soft smile I only gave to family.

"My name is Jameela. I want to help you." I whispered softly to her and she nodded still pressed against the bush. I nodded for her to come to me and she moved her hand and seen marks from where she was Injured. It looked like a wolf sunk there claws I to her stomach. I could see her face twist in agony as I ripped a piece of the long shirt and pressed it to her stomach. I looked around for anything to hide the naked girl and seen nothing. Telling her not to move I ran around the area desperately trying to find anything. Walking back to her I seen a white mans shirt that would surely be a dress on her, I let out a breath and snatched it from the tree and ran with speed to her.

"I'm going to put this on you, then I will carry you back to the clearing to see if my friend is there." I told her softly, and she said a small, timid okay. I winced as let out a scream. I hurriedly put it on before picking her up in my arms, ignoring the fact that it was almost sun down and my shirt was riding up showing off thing that didn't need to be seen. I had to put her before myself. She would die if I did other wise.

Stumbling into the clearing to see Zafara and Raymond taking, while my mate and a few other men and boys around our age there. "Zafara!" I yelled and there heads whipped I me. I layer the girl down even though I was on the opposite side of the clearing and frantically pressed down. Her eyes rolled back and I just kept pushing down. "What the hell happens to her?" Some guy asked and I didn't even look at him only responded. "What the fuck does it look like you dumb fuck." I hissed out and ignored his growl. I picked her up and walked over to were they had random bags. Normally I would be snide and ask why they brought bags like it was a camp out, but I was grateful that they had them. Setting her down and commanding her with my Alpha time I searched through the bag for anything to help her. The young wolf shied away as my mate looked at her. He had an expression on his face that was sad. He could relate to this, like it was painting him in a weird way. I tiredness my attention back to the bag and grabbed out a needle. I snatched one of the shirts and frantically ripped it. I carefully but quickly took out the string that was holding it together. Thank god it was thick string that could hold the wound closed for now, we would be out if here soon.

I turned to her and looked at Zafara. "Where's the flask you stole from my brother?" I asked her and she and she looked down to her boots and pulled it out. It was half empty.

I opened it and took a swig before looking back at her. "What's your name." I asked and Raymond looked beyond startled by my softish, tone. "Maiella. Mia, will this hurt?" She asked and I was stunned into silence. I hadn't been called Mia since.. Azrieal. Zafara looked like she thought I was going to smack the gel but I only look at her slightly. "A little. But, he's going to talk to you the whole time and your not gonna even think about it." I said and she nodded. aid don't really have anyone in mind but I guess she did as she looked to my mate with waiting eyes. His eyes went wide, seemingly startled that she wanted to talk to