River was looking at Maxim with hatred burning in her chest. The man left no stone unturned to convert her into a lowly omega by not feeding her well, by emotionally hurting and by making sure that she was always humiliated. And she suddenly realized that it was mostly because he wanted to somehow hurt her because she was the daughter of his nemesis. The daughter who survived and was a constant eyesore to him.
When Kirk came inside and she heard him confessing, her wolf wanted to shift and ***Kirk. ‘Let me out, River, Layla growled. I will ***this omega in one sharp move.
“Stay low, River said, trying to keep herself in control.
Hunter had slapped the two women who had made her life a living ****, Brianna and Hazel and that made her feel great. It was as if a part of her vengeance was covered when she saw both of them crying loud with their hands on their cheeks on which Hunter’s fingers had imprinted.
As River watched Maxim, suddenly she saw that he was letting his wolf out. ‘Now is the time!’ Layla growled. ‘I want to come out!
‘Yes!” River let Layla take over. In less than a minute, Layla took over. Before Maxim’s wolf could attack her, Layla leapt in the air and landed on the opposite side. She let out a loud snarl and looked at the crowd.
“River!” Hunter called her with surprise as he watched his mate’s beautiful silver wolf who had dipped her chin low in a feral snarl.
Everyone in the temple’s main hall gasped. She was indeed Alpha Lowell’s daughter. Earlier because Kirk had always underfed her, her wolf shifted into a scraggy gray colored one, but now that with proper exercise and food, her real wolf came out and she was… beautiful. The aura around her was so powerful that other werewolves wanted to concede to it. Layla looked at her mate with a warning in her eyes of not coming in between. Then her gaze dropped to Maxim who was snarling at her. All at once, he lunged at her again, but Layla leapt in the air again and jumped out of the window because she wanted to take this fight out and not in the temple. She didn’t want to hurt the innocent people who had nothing to do in the hatred she carried for him.
Maxim came after her, growling and snarling. He turned his head over his shoulder as if to look at his men and call them to fight for him, but no one came forward. It was because this was a challenge between the Alphas. River wanted to claim her pack back and for that she had to fight Maxim to death.
All Layla now sought was pure carnage. It sang her name as she heard the shattering of the glass window. It was like a melody that was perfectly designed for her bloodthirsty soul. Nothing else in the world made sense other than striking Maxim down. She wanted to take him down and taste the sweet
pain that she had longing for. The moment they were out in the garden, the two giant wolves started circling each other. River was awake in Layla and down here in the wet grounds of the garden, she wanted to experience dirt and blood. She attacked him and her paws struck his flesh. Maxim yelped in pain as his skin peeled at the impact.
Layla opened her ***and sank her fangs on his body on the side. Her muscles burned with the force of her own strikes against Maxim. She had forgotten all sense of self-preservation, living in a moment between life and death where if she let out one wrong move, she knew she would die.
Maxim leapt away from her and rushed towards the forests surrounding the temple. She ran after him. When she reached inside the deep jungle chasing him, she saw that he wasn’t there. She whipped her head around to pick up his scent. It was strong but where was he? Suddenly he attacked from above. An agonized yelp left her ***as pain blasted in her back. He had dug his claws in her flesh.
She bent down and then with all her energy kicked him with her hind legs. They connected with his face and he was sent groveling to the ground. Layla turned around sharply and she lunged at him, baring her fangs. She was so fast that Maxim was taken by surprise but the next moment he let out a blood curdling howl when her fangs sank in his side as he tried to save his face. Blood sprayed on his side while he howled, trying to dislodge her fangs.
He kicked her back as he gathered his energy. She was hurled across the ground and hit a tree, but the next moment she got up, her fangs still dripping with his blood. She looked around and found that he had run away again.
But Maxim had gone to the right behind a bush. Agony crashed through her spine when he clocked her with a thick log. She rolled as she hit the ground, narrowly avoiding a hit to her head as he swung the log again. He swung it again at her. But she leapt at him with a roar and struck his chest with her head. The log fell from his hand as his back crashed into a tree trunk.
River shifted and picked up the log. She raised the log over her shoulder and shouting a challenge, which had him ducking and running for his life, she charged after him, roaring after him. Despite his wounds, he had gained speed and was running away. River let out a snarl and then threw the log at him. It hit his head and he fell to the ground.
River lunged on him, not leaving the chance. She had shifted and bared her fangs and the next moment she was on his
body. With a savage roar she sank her fangs in his neck. Maxim caught her ***but River didn’t stop. She continued to savagely sink her fangs until blood pooled in his ***. She clamped her jaw shut around his neck and blood sprayed like a fountain. He thrashed his limbs around to get away from her clutches, but his strength was going down.
With a menacing snarl, Layla picked him up with his neck and threw him away from her which sent his head smashing against a fallen log.
Maxim stopped moving. Layla watched him jerking a little and then his body went limp. The fucker was dead.
Finally.
Layla padded to the werewolf who had snatched everything from her. He had snatched her family, her parents, her pack and then he was trying to snatch her life too. Her eyes fixed on his dead body, the weight of his death crashed on her.
‘I am relieved, Layla murmured.
‘So am I, River murmured back.
Layla picked up the right leg of Maxim and dragged him all the way out of the jungle, into the temple premises. The irony of the fact that all this happened in the sacred place that was the home of Mood Goddess wasn’t wasted on her. She dropped his leg and stood there with a paw on his chest-a sign of power and victory. She had no regrets that she ***
him.
All the pack members were awe-struck. They had come to gather in the gardens along with the Lycans.
As soon as they saw River’s wolf who was dragging Maxim’s body behind her, they sank to their knees.
“Alpha!” they all said in unison, submitting themselves to their new Alpha.
Hunter walked to his mate proudly and stroked her head. She leaned her head in his palm, loving the feel of it.
Layla allowed River to shift back and take over. Hunter immediately took off his shirt and made her wear it. She was ***.
and sweaty and tired, but victory gleamed in her eyes. Her body shook with it and a tear rolled out.
Two unknown women who had come with the Lycans, approached her. “Well done!” said one of them and hugged her. River watched them with a flicker of surprise but they smelled familiar
The woman smiled and said, “We are your mother’s family.” She pointed at the woman beside her and said, “This is Miriam and I am Sable.”
River’s ***dropped to the floor. She snapped her head to look at Hunter and he smiled back. He had sent his warriors to find her mother’s family that lived in the north, very far from here. And he had done all this to prove to everyone that River was Alpha Lowell’s daughter.
Shaking her head, River hugged her mate tightly and pressed a kiss on his chest. A while later she made an announcement to the pack.
