Wolf Bond

I am sorry for not being able to update for a while. I would not like to go into detail, but for the past few days, things are not going smooth in my life. However, now, things are becoming a bit better so I will try to update more often.

The air around me seems to be charging up with negative energies, nearly suffocating me, as I can feel her summoning up her powers to fight against me.

Only what she doesn’t know is that now there is nothing that can save her from me.

A cold laugh leaves my lips when she stands up taking the support of the wall while glaring at me. It is a quite humorous sight if you ask me, as with one hand gone and along with a few missing fingers from her another one, she is looking anything but intimidating.

“Keep looking at me like that then your eyes will be the next thing which you have to say goodbye to.” I point my finger towards her eyes while sweetly smiling at her.

“If you think that I will let you win then you are mistaken, Ivory.” She clenches her jaws, “Your powers belong to me, and I will not stop until I get them.”

She looks crazy, her sweet face morphs into something evil as she sneers at me.

Honestly, the darkness which is residing inside me is only increasing by the evilness which is emitting from her each pore. Her vileness is feeding my darkness more, igniting a different kind of fire inside me... the fire which will perish her.

Before she can do anything I wrap my fingers around her neck and slam her against the wall. I am not a fool that I will give her any chance to attack me. She has already done what she could, now it is my turn to show her what I can do that too without using any of my powers.

Because if I use my powers then there will be no difference between me and her. My blessings are only meant to bring good in this world, and I will not exploit my powers and disrespect them by using them for something negative. As far as eliminating this vileness from this world is concerned then my hands are perfectly capable of doing so.

Being kind is not your weakness, it is the strength that you have inside you that offer forgiveness to others who deserve.

However, she is not one of those who deserve any forgiveness. After what she did to me I can never forgive her, I want her dead. And the rage which is running through my veins is enough to make sure that she will not go out of here alive.

The feeling of my fingers digging into her windpipe gives me a weird kind of satisfaction which intensifies when she wheezes loudly trying to fill her lungs with air.

Seeing her struggles to breathe I leave her neck, only to punch her in the face.

A wicked smile tilts my lips up when her jaw dislocates and she lets out an agonizing scream. I am enjoying every moment of her pain. After what she has done to me, my friend, and mate, easy death will be the last thing which she will be granted with.

Instead of letting her get away from me, I grab her by her hair and slam her against the wall again and again. The anger which was building up inside me, now wants a release and my thirst for revenge will only be satiated once I will coat my hands with her blood. And nothing or no one can come between me and my revenge.

Fire growls vivaciously inside my head fighting against the effect of silver which is running in my blood. Finally, she takes over as I half shift into my wolf. My hands turn into claws as fur sprout out on my skin, while my canines elongate ready to tear her flesh. But this shift is more painful than ever. Blood seeps from my wounds as the silver has slow down the healing process and when I shifted it made them, even more, worse but every pain is just adding more to the sweetness of this revenge.

Not wanting to waste any moment, as I can feel I will not be able to hold myself any longer because both me and Fire are losing our strength because of silver and injuries. It was not a wise decision to shift, even if it’s a partial shift, as it deepened our cuts more. But when you are being ruled by your anger then thinking rationally is not something you would do. So, now what’s done is done, and I have to bear its consequences. But before that, I will make my torment worth it, by killing her.

A growl rippled through my lips as I strike my claw against her chest feeling every ounce of anger that I am carrying inside me.

She screams as her blood splashed across the wall, while I again attack her.

Instead of words, growls come out of my mouth... each growl shows my fury while my hands shred her flesh from wherever I can. It is an almost blinding and liberating feeling with the only aim to inflict as much pain as I can on her before I snatch her life out of her.

Closing my teeth around her arm, I take out a large chunk from her arm and spit it on her face. She cries and turns her face away while shaking violently.

Holding her foot, I twist it in the opposite direction while slamming my foot on her knee breaking it instantly.

She falls on the floor and tries to get away from me. And finally, I am able to see the emotion which I wanted to see in her eyes. Fear.

She looks petrified as her eyes widen in fear because probably she can see her death in my face. Watching her cowering in fear from me, gives me a sense of contentment as this is the woman who almost ruined my life and happiness, and I know the fear which I am witnessing in her eyes is because of me.

Grabbing her throat, I close my claws around her neck. My smile widens when my claws break her skin and I can feel her windpipe in my hand.

Bearing my teeth at her, I snarl furiously while at the same time I harshly pull her windpipe in one swift motion, silencing her voice forever in her mid-scream.

Finally, I have given her the death which she deserved.

But still, the fire inside me doesn’t satisfy. Picking her up I slam her head through the rusty iron rod which is sticking out of the wall leaving her body hanging there.

Taking a step back, my eyes roam over her disfigured body and stops at her wide-open dead eyes feel satisfaction encases my heart watching her death. Soon my body starts to shift back as I finally feel at peace.

Suddenly, my body loses its strength and I am about to fall when someone holds me. My eyes meet with Benjamin’s hate and anguish filled gaze exactly the moment he plunges the silver blade inside my stomach. Turning his face toward Ophelia’s body, he clenches his teeth as he again dives the blade this time into my chest.

I don’t care even if I die because I have fulfilled my revenge and killed the person who was a threat to my family. Especially my Ella because if Ophelia would have sensed that even Ella is a blessed one then she would have tried to hurt her too, and that is something I would have never let it happened.

Benjamin’s body shakes feverously as he lets out an agonizing growl as he shifts into his wolf and makes his way towards me.

Spitting out blood, I slide against the wall as I laugh ignoring the pain because I know Donovon will give him worse death than what I have given to Ophelia when he will get his hands on Benjamin.

Donovon’s POV

Abruptly, we stop when the scene around us shift and it feels like some fog has been lifted off. A moment later we hear James and the rest of them approaching us as Micah appears beside us.

He looks around with a grave expression, then bending down he touches the ground while closing his eyes.

“All her illusions are broken, her magic is slowly fading away.” He looks at me, even though he sounds a bit relieved; but still, there is a hint of sadness in his eyes. “She is gone.” He forces a smile.

My heart feels bad for him because no matter what, Ophelia is his mother. He may not have been on her side, but this doesn’t mean that he will not be upset to discover his mother is dead now.

Suddenly, another wave of pain hit my chest, and Storm blindly starts running. The pull which I am feeling is still there, but I can notice with each passing moment it is getting weaker.

“Moon... something is happening to her.” Micah frantically looks at me, as his eyes widen in fear.

This is enough for me to push past my pain and follow my wolf. The pain which I am feeling is so extreme that it is even making it hard for me to breathe. But this only makes me run faster as I know if this is how I am feeling, then Ivory would be going through unbearable pain right now.

My breath stuck in my chest when I feel another sharp pain inside my chest. Then suddenly images of Benjamin’s wolf coming towards me to attack flash before my eyes.

“I will always love you.” Ivory’s whisper echoes in my head twisting my heart in a painful way because the way she has said doesn’t feel fine.

The second I realize the vision I have seen a moment ago is from Ivory’s eyes, an invisible chain snaps in me as D takes over while unfiltered rage rushes through my veins. A new kind of strength hums inside my body as my feet take me to Ivory with the only aim to kill Benjamin for daring to hurt her.