#Chapter2
The man’s leg was bleeding and would explain the strong scent of blood upon entering the cave. But that wasn’t all I noticed, it was the lingering scent of my mate, she had been gone for a while but I couldn’t be mistaken, I would know her scent anywhere.
/"You, what’s your name?/" I ask the rogue whose eye I removed.
/"Tim/" He stutters out and I step closer, loving the fear in his eyes so strong it fills the cave smothering the scent of the fire sitting in the middle.
/"And who are you?/" I ask the curly dark-haired woman hiding behind her wounded mate.
/"Stella, this is my mate Josic/" She whimpers, putting her head down. Good, by the fear in them they know exactly who I am and what I am.
/"Is this everyone in your camp?/" I ask, knowing it wasn’t. The woman nods and I growl, I hate fucking liars. The man watching me, his eyes not leaving me as I approach him. I see the star picket in his leg.
/"How did you get this?/" I ask, tapping the steel going through his thigh. He hisses in pain as I tap it, a smile spreading across my face at his pain.
/"Please we mean no harm, we are just camping here/" She begs her hands trembling on the man’s shoulders.
/"I asked you a question and you lied, I don’t like liars/" I told her.
/"Now who else is with you/" I ask and they both shake their heads. I hear movement behind me and I turn facing Tim as he tries to sneak off.
/"Sit down or I will make sure you never walk again/" I tell him and he drops on the ground as he shakes in fear. Looking back at the man and woman, I reach past him grabbing her by the hair and jerking her to me. She screams trying to free my grip on her hair.
/"Now this is the last time I will ask nicely, who else lives here?/" I ask the man, his brown eyes on his mate as she sobs clutching at my hand trying to get me to let go.
/"You will never have her/" The man spits at my feet.
/"You do know who I am looking for then?/" He smiles and I tug on his mate's hair again and she lets out a cry, his eyes darting to her.
/"Where is she?/" I ask him.
/"Screw you/" He says, glaring at me. I would have commanded them to tell me but I was enjoying playing with them, nothing better than watching the fear in another's eyes, before watching the light leave them completely. I had no intention of letting them live. They helped hunt my family and they would pay for that mistake, and this would ensure Tim comes running when he hears anything.
Standing up, I drag the woman with me, Josic trying to stand but his injured leg prevents him as he falls back on the cave floor, his blood pooling onto the floor more from the movement. I force her on her knees, in front of her mate, clamping my hands on the side of her head before giving a sharp twist, her neck snapping as I turn her head so it now faces me and I relish the sound of her neck breaking and the feel of her bones snapping under my hands.
Josic’s eyes turn glassy, the agonised scream as he watches her fall limply at my feet makes goosebumps raise on my skin delightfully. I kick her to the side before kneeling in front of the man.
His sobbing makes my heart swell with happiness, my wolf pressing beneath my skin wanting to unleash on the man that has been helping our mate hide from us. Grabbing the star picket, I twist it, his blood curdling scream bouncing off the cave walls and I hear Tim whimper behind me.
I jerk him to his feet, grabbing him by the back of the neck. I hold his face over the flames of the fire, the smell of his burning flesh and hair leaving a foul taste in the back of my mouth.
/"Where is my mate/" I ask him, his screams telling me he was incapable of answering, he thrashes in my grip and I force him closer to the flames, pressing his face against the glowing embers of wood, his screams getting louder and I could feel the flames licking at my arm and fingers holding him in place. The man's screams die out completely when a new sound echoes throughout the cave. The menacing growl of a wolf.
Letting the man go he falls onto the fire, the wolf stepping closer, her scent filling my nose as I look at her beautiful white wolf. Her eyes dart to the dead woman behind me and she whimpers rushing toward her, nudging her with her nose. An agonised howl leaves her making me wonder who the woman is to her. She didn't seem that fussed by the man's death but the woman upset her.
She continues nudging the woman's face. I growl annoyed that she hasn’t even acknowledged my presence. Does she not know I am her mate, not know who I am?. She pivots remembering I am here before baring her teeth and growling at me. She lowers her head stalking toward me. And I find it amusing how angry she is over some bitch of a rogue.
/"Now love is that anyway to greet your mate?/" I ask her and she growls louder, taking a step toward me. Her fur hackled up and claws scratching the ground under her feet.
What I wasn’t expecting was her to attack me, her canines tearing into my leg as she rips a chunk of flesh off. I shove her away a little too hard as she goes flying into the cave wall. She bounces onto her feet, and I lunge at her trying to grab her. Her teeth slicing through my arm before she shakes her head viciously. I groan at the pain searing through my arm.