Rejected and claimed by the alpha beast Novel by Paige T

Rygan and Elise make their way stealthily out of the prison cell. With their strength back and a quest for vengeance, they get to work with their first obstacle. Elise first maneuvers past the guards; she lands a direct hit to a human head as he slams it against the wall.

Ruthann is far behind as he also snaps the neck of another guard, which they quickly and quietly dispose of. Elise had mastered shadow techniques from Hayden, using them to her advantage as adrenaline coursed through her veins with each kill.

She reached behind another guard, snapping his neck before they took his body and placed him in the bushes with the rest. “Here!” Elise whispers, passing him a gun; she could see the grimace on his face as he held it.

He wasn’t a big fan of these weapons that inflicted so much pain on the people he cared about. “Such a small thing but a dangerous beast,” he says, placing the gun in a criss-cross motion on his chest.

“You might hate it, but we still need it to get rid of these guards, and we need to take their weapons.”

“These are loud weapons; of course they will hear us coming from miles away; we don’t need this,” he argued. He didn’t want anything to do with them as he slammed it to the ground.

They hide behind a low wall, waiting for a searchlight from a lighthouse to turn its light away from their position or else they would be caught. Elise’s heart pounds as she watches the light move away.

“Just a little bit longer-”

“Hey, what are you doing here? The boss wants stats on the prison.” A confused voice came int the midst; they both turned to see a guard who had momentarily thought Rygan was part of them, but his eyes widened when the realization settled in. The human reached for his gun, but before he could, Rygan rushed forward, slicing his throat clean with his claws.

“Good job,” she muttered to Rygan as she patted the man’s body. Her eyes widened in surprise as she brought out three black balls with metal pins in them.

“What are these?”

“Grenades, small but pack a mighty punch that kills people; they used it on us a lot,” she explained, her eyes glazed with coldness when recalling the moment of Hayden’s death.

“El,” he mutters, but she shakes her head in response.

-This will be our signal in; without the lighthouse, no more backup can be called; we need to take them out; after the grenade is thrown, that will be a signal.” She assures.

And just as planned, she climbs up with the help of vines, evading the sight of the guard from the lighthouse, careful not to raise an alarm yet.

With no warning, Elsie released the three grenades, chucking them into the window of the guard room before she jumped down, with Rygan catching her mid-air. Before the blast rocketed, the explosion was loud and powerful, killing over a dozen men on impact and blasting the door to the mansion open.

They had taken over 30 guards already, and now it was time to strike. Alarms began blaring as Rygan began to shift.

That familiar midnight black fur growls along his mighty frame, his claws and canine enlarged to that of a real beast. “What is the meaning of this?” Newman calls with a shout. She ran out of his room with nothing but a robe and a gun in his hands, but before he could comprehend what was going on,

Newman’s eyes widened in pure horror when he was face to face with the black mighty beast; the man could only pee on his body; he raised a gun at the black wolf, and Rygan attacked with no mercy.

Dodging all the bullets as he tears down all the guards surrounding Newman, the guild’s boss screamed in horror as Rygan clawed down on his right leg. Severing his foot. “Ahhh! Aghhh! Someone help me!” He screamed.

“Guards? Where are all the guards?” He shouted, but all the men beside him had been sl*d. It**was a bl**dy bath with blood splashed on the windows, walls, and doors.

Elise watched in awe of Rygan’s speed, reminding herself of the reason he’d been called the beast of the Black Mountain-because of his strength and fierceness.

“You both will not get away with this!” Newman mutters, holding his leg as he tries to crawl away.

Elise sees this as a chance, the sound of her feet echoing through the bl**dy hallway as she finds Newman.

“Please, please stop!” He begged, “I will give you money; I will tell you where Dexton and Kaide are; they are both in the east wing, so spare me!” He begs. His eyes were heavy with real fear and his lips quivering with each step that Elise took closer.

But Elise was far from being merciful; her eyes were hollowed for revenge as she bent down to meet his terror-filled stare. She placed a hand before she peered out her claws and began to dig into his chest, hearing the sound of bones crunching. “This is for my people,” she mutters with Newman screaming.

Her hands led deeper, till it was wrapped around his beating heart. “And this is for Hayden,” she gritted cruelly as she plucked his heart from his chest, his beating o**n pumping in his hands as life slowly left Newman’s face.

She gains her standing back, seeing what she had done as she dropped his heart on the floor. Heavy tears p**ed her eyes as she took a deep breath, and a part of her felt relieved to see Newman dead. To know this monster was part of the people who killed him.

Rygan had watched in awe of her deadly pheromones, a queen not be messed with, and his wolf prideful of his mate. She looked to Rygan, who bent his large head to give her shoulder a nudge, understanding her wrath.

“We need to find our son now,” Elise muttered, stepping away from Newman’s body and walking towards the steps.

“We will find him; with Newman’s clue, we know where to go.”

“The east wing,” Elise replies.

“I’ll find that b**d Kaide and you find Dexton before they try to escape; be careful, El,” he tells Elise before they walk into separate wings.

For a second, her gaze showed affection and something else, like she wanted to say something but stood her leg as her eyes blazed back to a cold gaze filled with fury, ready to unleash their wrath on the monsters who’ve wronged them.

(Moments before the attack)

After a night of drunken sex earlier, Kaide had his hands wrapped around Alvira as they both slept, but then a thunderous explosion erupted from nowhere.

Kaide sits up. In panic, it takes a full second to register that something Waking them both up, is happening. He feels goosebumps on his skin, and his hair rises from the tremors.

Alvira woke up groggily, still drunk. “What was that?” She asked, cleaning the sleep from her face.

“S**t! **t! S**t! Go hide, now!” He mutters, wearing a shirt, while Alvira stares at him, confused.

“What? why?” She asked, standing up from the bed and tying on a robe, looking around frantically as the alarms began to blare.

Kaide should have known it was too good to be true, that they should have executed them when they had the chance, and now they were under attack.

Terror filled the beta’s veins as he heard the heavy thud of a monster climbing up the steps. and pheromones surrounded with death.

He knew then he’d messed up, and now he had to face the music of the Blackmoon’s beast.