Rylee's Pov
I winced at the sharp pain of pierced flesh. My eyeballs almost rolled into their sockets because of the immense pain my body was into. I could feel my blood passing through my mouth into his, but what shocked me most was how relaxed my wolf was to everything. I was thinking she would be as frantic as I was, thinking of the way to free us from his clutches; otherwise, he would suck us dry. But no, the damned furry creature was as relaxed as anyone without a problem would be.
Suddenly, I noticed that the bite wasn't painful anymore, and although I could still feel him sucking me dry, the feeling was actually... pleasurable.
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Kieran was determined to end the life of the good-for-nothing wolf that messed with his mind. Although there were many ways to kill her without even lifting a finger, actually her blood had tempted him from the very first day. What better excuse to have a taste of that exquisite scent before wiping her away from the face of the earth?
He was just beginning to enjoy the flow of the delicious blood in his mouth when he felt like something left him. Something like an energy. He frowned, wondering what could have happened when he felt a sharp pain on his neck. He let her go immediately and clasped onto his neck, but there was no wound there. He felt another slash of pain on his back, and he took a step back, wondering what was wrong with him, but he regretted that action immediately as a bolt of pain shot from his ankle to his whole body.
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I landed on the ground as she stared at the man in horror. Why wasn't his bite painful anymore? Why did I enjoy him biting me? I wondered as I felt my wolf moan. Something was wrong with her; I could feel it, but what? My neck was still tingling with the sensation, and I reached up to touch it. I could feel his bite mark underneath my fingers, but why did touching it arouse me?
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Kieran gasped, every other thought in his mind forgotten. For some reason, he could feel her thoughts. He could feel her emotion, and at the moment, he could sense the sexual tension slowly rising up in her. "What are you doing?" he asked softly but deadly.
There was no way she would say she was drugged this time, so why was she giving off the same feeling as last time?
"What did you do to me?" The girl whispered, her fingers still tracing the bite mark on her neck. Her action brought Kieran's gaze to her neck, and she watched as his face turned horrific. He suddenly clasped his hand on his mouth as he took two steps back. Rylee was tensed; she didn't know why he had to react like that or why he was behaving that way. She had seen the man taunt her with his smile, had seen him angry, and had seen the look in his eyes when he brags, but she has never seen him looking like he is now. "What is it?" she yelled at him with whatever strength she had mustered.
As if her yell had somehow woken Kieran up from his trance, his face turned murderous as he charged towards her, lifting her off the ground effortlessly. He glared into her blue eyes with his red ones. "How dare you?" he queried, tightening his fingers around her neck, determined to snuff the life out of her without delay. However, he soon started feeling pain on his neck, like an invisible force was choking him. He let her go immediately; his eyes widened in surprise. What was happening? He glared at Rylee, where she was lying on the ground pitifully. He was suddenly gripped with the emotion to pick her up and make sure she was okay. To hold her in his arms and calm her down, while promising to finish off the people that made her look like that.
"Enough!" he yelled. Not knowing to whom in particular, whether to Rylee to stop whatever she was doing or to himself to wake up from his slumber.
A soft sob escaped from Rylee as the pain she was going through was consuming her. Without looking up at him, she asked, "Why did you stop? In my state, there is nothing I can do to you. Why don't you finish me off? If you leave me alive, I will hunt you till I make you pay for the embarrassments you put me through today." She glanced up at him then with hatred, her blue eyes burning like a flame.
Kieran didn't acknowledge her empty threat; he was more worried about why her sobs were affecting him. He squatted to her level, his eyes piercing into hers. "Then you must have a death wish, little wolf. I really want to kill you tonight, but somehow I can't. However, just because I can't tonight doesn't mean I won't another night."
He grabbed her head, pulling her close to his face, and looked deeply into her eyes to pass off his warning clearly. "I can easily squash you like a grape and feel absolutely nothing about it. You saw how I killed your kind without lifting a finger, so clearly you understand what I am talking about. I hate howlers; the hatred burns deep in my bones. So my advice is don't come looking for me. Just wait for the day that I will end your pathetic life."
"You will be making a big mistake if you leave me today because I hate nightwalkers as well. Not only did you embarrass me, you bit me!" She yelled. "I am never forgetting this, and trust me when I say that I will settle the scores." She spat on his face, but she was so wounded that what she spat out was blood.
Kieran smiled deadly. He really wanted to kill the damn thing, but he knew he couldn't. Somehow, that damned mark on her neck was preventing him, and if he doesn't want to accidentally hurt himself while killing her, he has to calm his anger and find a solution to that first.
"You are really stupid, you know." He shook his head softly, "Don't worry, little wolf, I won't kill you tonight. Not just yet." He wiped off the blood on his face and looked behind him, faintly hearing the approaching wolves. He glanced back at Rylee, who was glaring at him like she wanted him to drop dead, but he ignored the look in her eyes. He glanced at her neck, at the damned mark that was glaring at him, taunting him. He may not understand what had happened tonight, but he knew that if her kind should see that mark on her neck, they would kill her. And since he couldn't understand while the mark was preventing him from hurting her, he wouldn't let anyone hurt her as well, lest they accidentally hurt him.
He casually robbed the blood in his hands on her neck to cover the mark, but on contact with the mark, they both trembled and their eyes locked. Kieran has lived long enough to know that the damned mark has somehow connected them, and now he doesn't know what he hates more: the little wolf or the stupid mark.
He stood up, ignoring the shock expression on her face. "I will find you, wolf. And when I do, know that it's your end. I can't have you roaming around. You are a distraction, and I don't want that."
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"You don't have the right to..." I was saying, but the man was gone. I glanced frantically around me, but he was nowhere to be seen. I placed my hand on my chest to calm my racing heart. Why did my body react so violently when he touched my neck? Why does the tingle still make me want more? What happened? I could remember the look of horror in his eyes when he glanced at my neck. What is there? I reached up and touched my neck again, and a calm sensation washed through her.
A distant howl stopped my wandering mind, and I glanced around. Happiness soared through me at the sudden realization that my father had carried out a search party for me. I tried to transform, but I was so wounded that the pain didn't allow me to. I howled, but my voice didn't pass a whisper. She tried to stand up; however, her strength failed her. Realizing that there was nothing I could do, I curled myself into a ball on the ground and prayed that I would be discovered soon.
My prayer was answered ten minutes later when a reddish-brown wolf ran up to me and placed its snout on her head. Rylee chuckled and weakly scratched its big head. "I'm fine, Cameron."
Cameron whimpered and looked at her with his big brown eyes. I smiled and leaned forward, kissing his snout. "I'm fine. Where are the others?"
Cameron replied by looking behind him, and soon, a pack of wolves turned up around them, and in their front was a big brown wolf that rushed to her and placed its snout on her face. I closed my eyes and welcomed my father's affection. Soon, he lifted me on his back, and with a howl, they all ran back home.