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REJECTED BY THE ALPHA SO I CLAIMED HIS WOLF: NOW HE'S BEGGING TO BE MINE Novel Cover

REJECTED BY THE ALPHA SO I CLAIMED HIS WOLF: NOW HE'S BEGGING TO BE MINE

Sold to Alpha Kane as his bride in exchange for war supplies, Violet has no family to run to after he rejects her on the eve of their Wedding. He called her a whore and incompetent because she was no longer a virgin. But she had an encounter with a wolf under the auspicious red moon in the night sky. Now that she's claimed this alpha wolf at the border, they both do not know that this action would bring them closest to each other than they could ever imagine. And the mind-blowing sex in wolf form is about to change Violet's fate from being bullied to accepted and recognized by her unique Alpha blood.
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Violet's POV

I refused to go down like this.

6 down but another set had joined to make them 16, so there were still 10 trying to get to me.

My wolf was exhausted, but I kept on pushing off the use of my magic. It was volatile and for that reason had seals on it.

Trying to break the seal would put a target on my back because of its explosive nature.

"Arghhhh!" I screamed as I charged again.

There was no use running into the night with the injuries.

I could easily get caught in traps that'd leave me more vulnerable so all I could do was fight.

I had a detached arm of one of the rogues and an axe in my other hand to fight but they were gaining on me.

Of course they were, we've been at this since they managed to break through the barrier 5 hours ago.

"You bitch, just give up and let us have what we came for!" They clawed at my skin.

It stung, I bled, I healed but I never stopped fighting.

"That's unfair, I get nothing out of it," I did a round kick at the speaker's face and stuck my axe in the middle of his skull.

The crack splattered blood all over my face but that was the least of my concerns.

The robe I managed to wear was already battered, and stuck to my body with blood.

Both mine and my victims.

7 down. 9 to go.

"I can do this." I cheered to encourage Sister as I staggered forward to pick out the axe when I felt a breath on the back of my neck.

It was too late by the time I turned around as I got struck in the side of my face with a harsh elbow.

I fell back to the ground. That hit had landed on my temple, leaving me no choice.

"That's what you get, bitch," the attacker mocked as he wiped blood off his forehead and crouched over my figure.

I tried to crawl backwards but my whole body felt heavy like lead and too limp to move.

"Please don't come close. Please," I pleaded as my vision blurred.

"Too late to beg now," his breath fanned my face alongside the others.

All I'd struck but they remained standing. "Finally. I'd never met a female this stubborn," they said as they peered at me like a feast to be devoured.

They weren't going to do it respectfully, but I'd die before I let myself be defiled this way.

However death wasn't an option for me. Not when fate smiled on me for the first time last night.

I would be damned before I leave this world without my happy ending.

"Arghhhh!" With a scream from the depth of my soul, I squeezed my eyes and entered my subconscious, ignoring the slimy feeling of their hands on my body, searching and pinching.

Then a light flickered like a star in the void of my mind.

Found it! I smiled and let myself get wrapped around it until a buzzing sound enveloped me followed by that snap of the seal breaking.

"I said leave me alone!" I screamed till my throat hurt and when I opened my eyes again, it was all bright like day time.

I heard groaning from all around me and when the light finally died down, the bloody mess I'd created surrounded me.

Their insides were spread all over like they were torn apart by wild animals.

"She's a witch. A dark witch!" The last surviving one cried from the distance as he tried to crawl away.

A smile filled my face as I appeared behind him in a flash.

His lower torso was gone and his intestine dragged behind him, a bloody mess.

His face wasn't any better.

"There's no use letting you live," I muttered to myself and with the overwhelming power flowing through my veins, I raised my left leg and stomped my foot on his face, bashing what was left of his skull.

The squishy sound of his brains popping echoed into the night, followed by darkness then the realization of the situation I was in.

"What have I done?" I muttered to myself as I dropped to my knees on the gravel mixed with bloody rogue flesh on the ground.

From a distance, I heard footsteps then the scent of another wolf.

This one was familiar. But rather than running towards him, I was overwhelmed with the urge to run. To get away from him for two reasons.

One, I was scared I would hurt him. Two, I was scared he wouldn't want me anymore.

I was an abomination from the moment my mom conceived me.

But the love my father had for the dark witch kept me alive until she died giving birth to me.

I took away his beloved and came into the world cursed. His hate switched to love and I wasn't ready to see my mate give me the same look I was raised with.

Contempt. Hate. Disgust and the one that made me wish I wasn't born, Fear.

"Violet! Violet please answer me if you can hear me." Silus growled as his scent drew closer.

His voice shook as he tore through the woods, "Was I too late?"

I choked a sob and made the move to leave, however my feet felt stuck to the ground and a piercing pain wrecked my veins, made me cry out loud.

Had I forgotten the consequences of breaking the seal?

"Arghhh!" I cried out loud in a scream that broke the silence of the night, causing the birds to flutter and run in the other direction.

"Violet!" Silus screamed. "I'm sorry, sorry," his voice shook and I could hear his tears from the way he sniffled.

No matter how much I willed myself to move, nothing happened.

Nothing except the pain from having the curse wreak through my veins.

I was losing consciousness and at an extremely fast rate.

But I felt him when he cradled me in his arms, felt the tears as they dripped to my face. I heard his cries as they reached the skies, and his voice when he said "Bite me," before everything faded into darkness.

And as I got swallowed up in that darkness, I felt his human skin against mine.

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