The werewolf ran through the night with the unconscious prey that was slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He struggled to move as quietly as possible to avoid unwanted attention. It was not an easy feat because panic started to creep up his spine.
The werewolf did not expect the Alpha and Beta to come personally to collect Maya. As he told them Maya's whereabouts, he was seething inside.
He knew that if he had let them bring Maya back home, then it would be over. His sins would be revealed before the whole pack. Although it was not his fault at all. It was this bitch's fault, always seducing him day by day.
So what if he just wanted to taste her once and for all? She was such a drama queen too... Transforming into a wolf like that and then running away. Heh. As if she could escape that easily.
The werewolf knew what to do. He just needed to subdue Maya and put a baby in her belly. After that, the bitch would belong to him. Forever. A wicked smile appeared on his lips. He just had to find a safe place to lock her up. This time, no one was going to come between them.
A rustling sound was heard and the werewolf snapped up his head in alarm. He only saw the shining gleam of a long blade for a split second before he let out a shriek and jumped aside from fear.
Lucien Clearwater's red-blonde hair was illuminated by the sparse moonlight. He moved smoothly as he hacked ruthlessly at the werewolf with a medium-length saber. The curved end caught the werewolf a few times, stabbing and cutting at him ferociously. Not unlike Lucien himself.
The werewolf was forced to drop Maya unceremoniously on the ground. He was contemplating his options: grab Maya and run away or leave Maya and run away.
Unfortunately, Lucien did not look as if he was willing to let him leave just like that. The man held his saber in a horizontal position, the shining blade reflected Lucien's fierce caramel-brown eyes.
"Submit yourself or die," Lucien growled.
The werewolf brandished his teeth. The moon shall be his aid. He gave Lucien a maniacal grin as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Cracking sounds were heard coming from his body when the transformation started.
His neck and limbs extended in a grotesque way, the human bones were remolded into wolf bones. His eyes took on a rabid look, the white part assumed the red color of blood.
Before long, the cornered man was gone and replaced by a wolf with a dark brown coat. The beast slipped easily out of the clothes that he wore just moments ago. He showed him two rows of sharp teeth with two pairs of sharp fangs, ready to tear through anything and anyone in his way.
Lucien squinted at the transformed man. Neither his expressionless face nor his cold eyes betrayed anything.
"Come," he said, turning the blade in his hands a few degrees and assuming an attacking pose.
The wolf lunged at him with a roar. Lucien kicked off the ground and met the wolf in the air. The wolf nimbly evaded the blade. With a triumphant look in his eyes, he opened his mouth wide to sink his fangs into Lucien's arm.
Before he managed to do so, Lucien's leg shot out and kicked the wolf in an upward direction. The wolf howled in pain when Lucien's boot hit its stomach. It was flung backward, and Lucien landed on the ground safely.
The kick did hurt, but it was not enough to deter the wolf. The werewolf was humiliated to the core. He was a werewolf! How could he lose against this... human being??? Driven by his hurting pride and lust to tear his enemy into bloody shreds, he lunged forward again with the full intention to kill this annoying man who spoiled his plans again and again.
Lucien tried his best to fend himself against the bloodthirsty wolf. The saber in his hand danced elegantly in his hand, but he only had that one saber on him. His opponent had two pairs of sharp fangs and four sets of claws.
Lucien landed a few slashes and kicks, but he also sustained a few scratches on his back and shoulders. Fresh blood spurted from the open wounds and permeated the air with a rusty smell.
The werewolf bared his fangs in a perverted delight. Lucien's mental fortitude was slowly abraded by his wounds.
One more time, he thought.
One last time, the wolf thought.
They charged at each other at the same time, the beast against the man. This time the werewolf managed to bite Lucien's saber-holding wrist. Pain streaked through Lucien's usually calm and collected eyes, distorting his face into a mask of agony.
Lucien was forced to let go of his weapon. Blood gushed in a stream from his vein into the werewolf's throat.
"You...!" Lucien's eyes flashed dangerously. He stepped at the hilt of his saber. The blade flew into the air lightly and Lucien caught it with his left hand. Just as he wanted to stab the wolf's neck with the saber, the wolf widened his eyes in fear and let go instantly. The saber missed him by a hairbreadth.
The man and wolf were locked in a staring competition. Just then, a strong scent of sandalwood mixed with sea salt invaded their noses. The aggressive and tyrannical pheromones made both Lucien and the wolf wince. Not long after, the Alpha who spread the pheromones appeared before them.
Ronan Silverback's face looked as if it was carved from stone. The severe lines on his face spoke from extreme fury. The wolf in front of Lucien immediately grabbed his clothes and went behind a tree.
His transformation back to his human form was a lot quicker than the other way around. But what amazed Lucien the most was his shameless words right after he transformed.
"Alpha, help me! This human being kidnapped Maya. I am fighting him but he is intent on killing me!"