UNKNOWN P.O.V.
It was not possible for her to be here. He had her burned at the stake. He watched her enter the small house with the young pup who seemed all to eager to get inside out of the snow. Just as they entered the large alpha exit with the red head. She was wearing a large black coat and black jeans with black stiletto boots. It was her norm. He knew under that black coat was a flowy Corp top and no bra.
He doused the butt of his cigarette only to light another. As he took a long drag off of the custom blend cigarette he turned back to the house. How would he get Denory? How was she even here? Did he really care? Not really. But how to get her.
'She is not ours!' Fedinous snarled at him. He ignored him as usual. He had gotten very good at suppressing his wolf over the last 2000 years. He took another long drag and continued to stare at the house as he had been for the last two weeks. With out even turning he snatched the fresh pack of expensive cigarettes from his beta and dismissed him.
"I will have you, Denory." He smiled wickedly at the house across the street. "This time you won't get away from me. This time I will kill that bastard lover of yours. He will die right in front of you." The thought was enough to get him hard. Hidden in the bushes he began to rub the front of his jeans, imagining Denory screaming underneath him.