410-The Fire In Me
âWhat the fuck is wrong with you?â I yelled, moving around and suddenly getting lucky when my arm
slipped out of his grasp.
âI need to talk to you,â he yelled, lunging to grab my hand again, but I pulled away from him. The rain
was making it hard for me to keep looking at his face without blinking my eyes constantly, even when I
didnât want to miss out on any of his
moves.
âThis is not how you talk to someone. You cannot just drag me around whenever and however you
want,â I screamed at the top of my lungs. The bottledâup frustration and anger were bursting out like a
volcano.
âYou tried to reject me.â He grunted and approached me again. This time he was successful and
grabbed my wrist. His long, strong fingers wrapped around my wrist and almost made it impossible for
me to set myself free.
âI didnât try to reject you. I rejected you. Just accept the fucking rejection and leave me alone,â I
shouted, hitting him on his chest and creating as much fuzz as I could to let him set me free.
âReally? Do you think it is going to be that easy to get out of my grasp? You fucking killed my father,
made him look like a joke, and now you want to break my heart too? Thatâs not going to work anymore.
I waited way too long for you to see the goodness in me. That was me changing myself for you, but I
realized you donât even want that. You love being in a toxic relationship. You love to stick with those
who mistreat you. You love the constant humiliation and drama,â he yelled, his words causing me more
heartbreak.
âNo! I will not let a psycho like you describe me, so fuck you!â Shaking my head and refusing to take his
words to heart, I pushed him and then kicked him in the groin.
That was the only way left for me to survive and escape him.
âFUCK!â He let out a scream but still didnât set me free. The moment he hunched down and cried in
pain, I tried to free my arm. Thatâs when he probably got triggered, and instead of waiting to recover
from the pain, he grasped my hair from the back of my head and slammed my face hard against the
carâs
bonnet.
The stroking pain left me frozen for a moment before the
metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He dragged me to the backseat, but I gained my posture back
again. I held onto the door and shut it when he tried forcing me in. I would not leave with him, as I had
promised myself.
âArgh!â He let out a cry of frustration before pulling away and punching me hard enough to knock me
down. His big hand landing on my face left me truly incapable of moving.
If only I had my wolf, I would have thrown some punches back at him. But that was not possible
anymore until I decided to use my brain against his physical strength. As he hunched over to grab me
by my hair, I slammed the door hard against his head, and for a moment, he closed his eyes as if he
had lost his balance.
I found those few minutes of distraction to work well to my advantage and crawled behind him. I
grabbed a brick from the side of the road in haste and attacked him.
âUGH! you bitch!â He let out a cry, probably crying, for being
an alpha king and getting his ass kicked by a wolfless creature. I hit him repeatedly on his back and on
his shoulder, stopping him from getting on his feet.
âYou think yâou can fight an alpha king?â He growled, ready to transition. I was startled for a minute,
and he used those few minutes to turn around and expose his eyes to me. They changed colours as
his wolf started taking over him.
âI can!â I whispered, answering his doubts about me. I grabbed my bag and slipped my hand in it to
bring a bottle of wolfbane.
Before he could transition and heal, I smashed the bottle on his cheek and slapped him hard until the
bottle broke and the pieces of glass stuck into his skin.
âFUCK!â He let out an agonizing scream while I decided to run to safety now. I am assuming he didnât
follow me because now it would take him much longer to transition and heal with the wolfbane entering
his wounds. And after how his father was found guilty, he would face heavy criticism if he was found
assaulting someone elseâs Luna, just like his father.
I made my way to the packhouse in pain, feeling the blood in my mouth. I told Lazlo that shifting the
office a little farther away from the pack wasnât a good idea, but he didnât listen to me. He wanted to
take the land around under his pack in the future.
âCan I get some water?â Once I was in the pack, I sat down near the entrance of the packâs border and
requested the guards, who could clearly see the state I had returned to the pack in.
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âWe donât have any,â the guard shrugged his shoulders and the others let out a burst of subdued
laughter. I stared at them in silence and in a pissedâoff mood before giving up.
âIt is not like this doesnât happen around. We are werewolves. We fight like animals.â The guard
commented, taunting me for not having a wolf.
The other guard agreed with him. âThe rogues are rough at times, just like any other animal in the
world.â
âMaybe we need human rights here,â another guard commented, and everybody burst out laughing.
âBut we are not humans.â He purposely said it to annoy me.
My entire face was bloodied and bruised. I was badly shivering and shaken up from my encounter with
Corbin. It only meant one thing. He was not going easy this time.
âI will see who needs fucking rights to protect their raggedy assess,â I yelled at them with anger, and
their smiles faded away. Silence never worked in my favor.
I started walking back to my pack with the guards arguing behind me. They saw their Luna in such a
state, but it didnât bother them at all.
âI need to learn to fight,â I told Nia.
âThese guards are not wrong. This is a world of animals. We need to learn to protect ourselves.â I
stated with a little sob choking me.
I made my way to the pack, and the moment I walked inside, I collapsed on the floor.
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âEnya?â Maynardâs voice fell on my ears before footsteps rushed over to see what happened to me. I
raised my face to see Christina and Maynard staring at me in shock.
Lazlo came out from behind them, and his eyes widened in bafflement at the condition in which I had
walked into the
mansion.