Rogues Revenge

I couldn’t help the smile pulling at my lips.

I had noticed the same glint in her stare. It was the same one I saw looking back at me every time I caught my own reflection.

Revenge was always meant to be slow and painful, but with the heart of her husband held firm in her hand and the blood leaving trail marks down her arm, Lizzy looked like a goddess.

We stood for a moment longer before I forced my eyes away from her. I had to find the parasite responsible for the death of my family. Starting with getting these fucking iron plates off my arm.

A light wet thud sounded behind me as the female dropped the dead muscle from her hand. With long strides, she went to the door. I heard the sizzle before her scream as she grabbed the handle. With an amused laugh, I shook my head.

“It’s made with iron. You won’t be able to get out.” Glancing back at the plate attached to my wrist, I found the seam that would cause a week spot.

With a sigh, I brought the wolf forward once more. I was strong, but he was stronger. Holding back the transformation, I gripped the plate at the join and pulled. The metal screamed as it resisted before finally snapping.

Once the last of the plates clattered to the ground, my wolf attempted to get to the women again. Mentally I held the wolf down until I felt him submit to my will, gaining full control once more.

“How do you only half shift? Even Pack Leader can’t do that.” The soft female voice was stirring my cock once again. I had to get a handle on that. I didn’t wont any other female but my wife, and still my gaze lingered on her white flesh.

“I control the beast, not the other way around.” I refuse to be a monster. It was hard at first. The animal inside took total control. I had killed almost to the point of wiping out every one of the monsters I found with the infection. My thirst for blood grew until I had attacked and human man.

He thankfully died, so he would not be cursed like I was. That was the turning point. I was able to take back control, and the animal inside of me was no longer in charge.

The movement of her hands, now slightly red from the burn, being rested on her small waist, snapped my attention back to the nakedness of her woman hood.

“Wait, so your human side is the Alpha and your wolf the beta? I have never heard of the wolf side submitting. What’s its name?” She had now long forgotten about the door, or apparently, the fact we were still held prisoner.

Walking over to the dead body I roughly pulled off the board shorts he was wearing and tossed them at the female. “Put them on now!”

She could hear the order in my tone and swiftly dressed in the pants before the tattered shirt smacked her in the face. She got the point and managed to tie the scrapes she her firm breast were covered.

“The wolf does not deserve a name. It is nothing more then a mindless beast with only two thoughts, blood and sex.” I spat at her while pushing past her to get to the door. “The only blood I want now, is the blood of the man who killed my family.” With a disgusted look back at her, “I have no need for sex.”

Visibly, she flinched. Lowering her head to hide her face from me, and making my wolf growl at me.

“Wait,” she barely whispered and started to remove the makeshift shirt again. “Take this to protect your hands.”

“I do not need it, so don’t take it off.” I grunted reaching for the edge of the door near the hinges, instead of the handle. With a deep breath, the wolf returned. This time I allowed the claws to break free, giving me extra grip in the crack of the door.

With hardly any effort, the door squealed and the hinges snapped. Tossing the door so it landed on the heartless body in the room, I stepped into the darkened hall. “Well? Are you coming to get your revenge? Or do you feel like standing there and crying all day?”

I didn’t like seeing her cry because of me, but I felt I was betraying my wife and my baby girls by being turned on every time Lizzy crossed my mind.

My wolf was itching to get out and take her down to the floor on her knees before driving my flesh into her as hard as he could. I could smell the arousal coming off her in waves and it was starting to test my control.

She took small timid step towards me, stopping right next to me, waiting for me to move. My hand made its way to her face, touching her chin lightly and pulling it up until her eyes met mine.

“My wolf wants you for some reason, but my heart died when my wife and children were killed in front of me. I will not feel love of any kind again. I’m sorry.” Leaning forward my lips touched her cheek, capturing a stray tear.

Pulling away, I let my fingers drag over her skin down the length of her arm, lacing my fingers with her. “Come on let’s hunt some werewolves.”

Smiling at me, she gave a small nod. Happy to be led away from our cell.