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

last part was meant to be sarcastic but from the way Jamie had gulped nervously, it was taken other wise. "We didn't want to tell you. We knew that it would only make you angry." my mother said. "I don't care!" I yelled. My body was shaking something violent as I resisted the shift that wanted to break free. "Be careful, pup." my dad growled, as his eyes flashed black, proving his wolf wanted to show me my place. "Jameela. You need to relax." My mother growled her golden eyes going darker. "I don't end to listen to you." I said as my body shook more from the rage and fury that was rolling off of me in tsunamis. "I out rank you, Jameela. You may be my daughter but know your rank." My mother growled. Her eyes went from gold to black. I snarled and my father stood up. My father wasn't fat. He was far from it. He was musclier and fit. So when he stood up and rounded the desk, towering over me in a predatory stance, that was all it took for me to shift into my snowy white wolf. I got into stance and my eyes narrowed into slits at him.

 

How dare they keep such a thing from me? Kole is my family and I had a right to know of any attack, especially on family.

 

My father glowered down at me and my brothers looked at me to see my move. I tilted my head to Mikah as he stared at me and snarled, saliva dripping from my muzzle onto the plush, fluffy carpet. "What's you're move Jameela?" Mikah taunted. I growled at him.

 

This is what he wanted. for me to act naive and act with out thinking. He would have the upper hand and he would win. Don't do it, Jameela. Don't do it.

 

I launched at him as he laughed at my hesitance, knocking him out of the glass window. I was about to take the fall for it before Mikah shiftes positions as well as form and took the brunt of it. I snarled at him as we stood up. The people moved away at the sight of toAlpha wolves fighting. This mah seem wrong and compleat lay insane but, this was normal to my family. Mikah lunged at me, catching me off guard and tackled my to the ground. He nipped at my throat and face. I a rated at his under belly, not to hard. I didn't want to spill his organs out all over the place.

 

I clawed at his face and he yelped, jumping away. He looked at me with wide eyes before they narrowed into slits and he got into position. I stood up, ignoring the way the glass from the window cut into my paws. The glass that had cut me from the window was mainly on the ground or in my think fur. My white fur had stains if crimson red blood in random blotches.

 

Mekeel stood in front of my wolf suddenly and shook his head as if saying 'no'. I huffed although in wolf for it sounded different and blew the hair out of his face. My father and mother stood to the side along with Kasy, Jamie, Kole and Zafara. My wolf stood up and trodded to her. I used my snout to push Raymond away from her and I pushed her towards the house. She laughed at me and Raymond shook his head in amusement. I walked into the foyer and shifted back, the popping of bones and cracks filled the room. I stood up and stretched my body. "Put some clothes in before you do that next time." Fara said in distaste. I chuckled at her and put on the shorts and sports bra that were on the bench next to the door. "I don't get it." I huffed as I took the sweater from her and zipped it half way. "I mean how could they not tell me something happened to Kole. especially because he can't shift." I said, anger began simmering. "Cos'. They knew how you'd react to the news. It was a better idea to keep to them selves." She said with finality in her voice. "Raymond said you're mat-" I cut her off with my hand and spoke. "Is a complete dick. Yes I know." I said and slipped on a pair of sneakers before walking to the kitchen. the women that were in there scampered away before I could say other wise. "No he's coming here soon." I spit out the water that was in my mouth, my eyes wide with shock and annoyance. "Why?" I yelled loudly at the same time Zafara laughed. "What's did fun-" I stopped mid laugh and looked to Mikah and Mekeel covered in the water I spit out. "Oh that's rich!" I said and laughed like an idiot. "Wow, I needed that. Now, Why the fuck is he coming here, I don't want him here." I stated as my brother shook his head like a dog, getting the water all over. "You mutt." I hissed lowly as the water hit my face. He smirked and went to the island and jumped up, plopping down on it.

 

"Who's coming?" My father said, his alpha tone coming through. "Jameela's mate." My mothers eyes lit up. "Don't get to happy. Once you here there pack you'll have a fit." I said to my mom. when I realized what I said I regretted it. "Oh yea, what pack is he from, or does he run I should say." my mom asked with happiness shining in her golden eyes.

 

"The Blood Orchid Pack." That's when my mothers eyes went wide and she swore harshly. My brother spit out the Oreos that were in his mouth, Mikah looked pissed and my dad swore to god or it could have been something else holy, that he would never get me. Well this went better then I thought it would.

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I circled Mekeel, my face blank. He smirked. Even though he was cocky and an arrogant little shit, he was an amazing fighter and helped me step up my game immensely. "Come on, pup." He also had a thing with taunting me. He wants me to stop acting on impulse. It gives the other an advantage, is what he said. I narrowed my eyes into slits as I fought against the urge to leap at him and plummet his face into oblivion. "Im not a pup, Mutt." I growled out, my teeth were clenched so hard that I'm surprised they didn't shatter from the force. His eyes went dark and narrowed, the smirk that was once on his face turned into an ugly scowl, though he was pissed he didn't look like be would lunge. Calling a wolf a mutt is completely offending and you shouldn't do it unless you know you can win a fight, that's why not even ten seconds later it was on my back with his hand at my throat. His eyes flashed amber, his wolfs eyes were rare and beautiful. I kneed him in the stomach. The balls is a little to serious, but, so is holding one by the throat. He groaned, but his grip never faltered only went tighter. I growled lowly, my eyes going black. I kneed him repeatedly in the stomach until he finally loosened his grip. I grabbed his throat and switched positions. I took the knife out of my boot and put it to his throat. I smirked at the victory.

 

Before I could do much else he had me against the wall my to my throat, my hands pinned. So much for a victory. "Ass." I said, my eyes returning to normal. He smirked widely and let me go. He turned fast and threw the knife at the wall. "Practice." He said and went to leave. Running to the wall holding knives, I picked a random one and threw it at him. I snarled as he turned and caught it in his hand. I seen the blood drip down from his hand. "Awe, the blade cut my palm. Better then my fingers like last time." He said as he threw the knife back. The knife stuck into the wall, inches from my head. "You still don't flinch. I'll have to step it up." He said. The cut had already healed and was now a mere scratch.

 

He picked up three throwing stars and threw them insanely fast. They were in random spots next to my body, stuck to the wall. I still didn't flinch. "Flinching makes you weak." I said to him. I turned and ripped the stars from the wall. I turned just in time to catch the white throwing star that was mere inches from my face. I still didn't flinch, but I'd be lying if I said my heart didn't speed up.

 

I walked out of the gym, the cool night air hitting my skin left goosebumps. I walked to the house and took in the brick exterior. I walked up the steps of my house and opened the doors. I walked in and took in the odd stairs. they were not normal and my mother designed them. She had a thing for designing the pack house and our house. They were brown and they wrapped around the wall in a weird way and each time it stopped at a level there was a hallway off of it. It was nice and almost the whole house was neutral colors. Walking up the stairs and into a hallway I walked to the end were my room was. Walking in, I shrugged out of my clothing and headed towards my bathroom. Turning in the shower I waited for it to get hot. I pulled my long glossy black hair out and let it fall. It covered my breasts and went down far to my abdomen. I didn't look at my eyes. I knew they'd be the same as always. Dead, cold, lifeless. I hopped in the shower to avoid the shining mirror. The water pelted my skin harshly and the water burned my skin. I sighed as I rolled my shoulders a bit. Thoughts of my mate coming here filled my brain along with the fact that he won dominance over me. If I had been any other Alpha wolf I would cower away from him, submit even. But I wasn't any other Alpha wolf. He trained me other wise. To be a beautiful creation but a horrible reality is what he made. He instilled things into my brain. He worked me to the bone hours on end, Training. Fighting. Killing. I was made into a ruthless she-wolf who killed at the sign of a traitor, trespasser, or threat of any kind. he made sure that I was emotionless. He ripped them away. And when I thought it couldn't get worse. It did. When my training wasn't good to his standards, the abuse would take place.

 

Looking over at the mirror on the wall, I seen the deep red scars. I shivered as I remembered how I got them. The whip. With the little silver balls on the end. The water made them more prominent. I hated them. But