16 16. Pack house (1/2)

About 3 to 4 months ago

Werewolves

When they got to the giant mansion that housed the McReynolds pack he got down from the car carrying Gloria on his shoulders.

The pack watched him as he came in without speaking. He moved to his room in silence. Even the humans living amongst the wolves could tell that the alpha was angry.

He dropped Gloria on the bed and walked to his office to continue with the paper works his was handling about pack issues. The McReynolds pack was handed to him by his father and handed to his father by his grandfather but it was during his time that it became the most feared pack.

Noah was vicious and slayed with ease, blood giving him an orgasmic feeling. He was told that he could not have a mate because of how cruel he was, that in fact he didn't have.

He didn't want a mate he wanted no weaknesses. Mates to him were weaknesses. This was until Aiko decided to open up to him that he had a mate and was no different from any other wolf.

Although deep down he already knew this. Luna could not be so cruel as to create him without a mate, would she?

He didn't know if to kill the Japanese witch for telling him about his mate or to kiss her. He didn't do any.

He wanted his mate not to love her but to break her just like his father did to his mother before she killed herself on that cold night he would never forget. The night that changed his life.

The night he could never forget no matter how had he tried to. He didn't want to remember that night anymore yet the memory clinged to him, a second skin. He remembered how he had watched her stab her heart with silver.

He remembered her bleeding to her death and gasping for air. His beloved mother broken by his father.