Princess of Wolves: Vengeance

I went to the nearest healers' den to get my wounds taken care of.

The moment I stepped into the lobby, I froze.

I saw Rebecca lying on an emergency cot, her face pale. Beside her, Cameron looked on restlessly.

The healer spotted me and jumped. "Ms. Sullivan! Are you hurt again? I just bandaged you this morning!"

Cameron heard that and turned. The anger he had barely contained flared right back up.

"Zendaya! Can you just stop? You've chased us all the way into the healers' den now?"

The healer stopped him quickly. "Alpha Cameron, Ms. Sullivan is also a patient. When she was brought in this morning, her wrists were nearly ruined by silver handcuffs, and…"

I finished the sentence for the healer. "And I was attacked by a group of rogues. I was badly injured."

The healer looked startled that I said it myself and gave me a sympathetic nod before trying to pull me inside for treatment.

Hearing the healer confirm my injuries, Cameron was stunned into silence. His pupils contracted.

"That's impossible. Were you really…"

Before he could finish, another healer burst out of the emergency room.

"Ms. Anderson's abdomen has been completely shredded by silver! She's lost her self-healing ability!"

Whatever flicker of guilt Cameron felt toward me vanished instantly.

Rage swallowed him whole again. He lunged at me, grabbed my arm, and roared at the healer.

"Use her blood! She's a wolf princess. Her blood carries natural healing!"

The healer rushed to stop him. "Alpha Cameron! She's a patient, too! She's already lost a dangerous amount of blood. You can't ma…"

Two Betas who had come with Cameron shoved the healers aside roughly.

Cameron forced me into the blood-drawing chair himself and pinned me down. He forced the healer to insert the thick needle.

I struggled with everything I had, but I was too injured. I couldn't break free from two strong warriors restraining me.

Cameron was still giving the healer orders through clenched jaws. "Draw her blood! However much blood Rebecca needs to recover, take it from her!"

I could only watch as my blood drained out of me. It slowly filled the huge blood bag.

When my vision began to blur from blood loss, I heard footsteps outside the healers' den. William shifted to his wolf form and walked straight toward us.

Cameron, usually arrogant, loud, and untouchable, felt it instantly. For the first time, he sensed that primal, soul-deep fear an Alpha felt when facing a stronger Alpha.

William kicked the healer away from me with one blow.

He gently pulled the thick needle out of my arm.

He looked at my mangled wrists. My bones were even visible through the shredded skin. Then, he looked at my pale face.

The killing intent in his eyes was obvious.

He stood up slowly and walked to Cameron, who had gone stiff with terror.

In a voice so calm it was terrifying, quiet enough for only the two of them, William said, "Alpha Cameron, the last one who dared hurt our princess had his corpse torn apart and offered to the wolf king."

Cameron's entire body trembled. Sweat drenched his shirt in seconds.

Only now did he finally realize the truth. The gentle, obedient she-wolf had always had the full strength of the Werewolf Kingdom behind her.

William lifted his hand. He was ready to tear apart Cameron and Rebecca, the latter still being resuscitated in the emergency room.

I used the last bit of strength to shake off my weakness.

"William, this revenge is mine."