"Don't fucking die.. Don't fucking do it baby. Just hold on a little longer" Asher muttered through clenched teeth as he quickly shifted into his werewolf form and disappeared into the wild.
It was a cold winter morning.
The weather harsher than ever as it blew bitterly at his wolf as it continued to race through the tree lines and towards an unknown destination. The icy cold environment unable to stop it in its quest as the wild beast continued to race along. Pushing it's paws to go a tad bit faster.
It dark furs were glistering with snow dust as it leaped over a few death logs in its path before arriving at a clearing just over the edge of the forest. And over there on the snow covered ground, lay a lifeless woman whose body was half frozen with ice yet mutilated with several bullet holes.
The wolf was obviously offended by the sight before its blazing eyes, as it let out a soul shattering howl into the air over and over again before it quickly transformed into a huge man who is none other than Asher himself as he stood with bulged muscle and rock abs, his expression just as pained as he stared down at the scene before him. Even though he was butt naked, he didn’t seem to care as he went crashing on both knees before the lifeless body on the ground.
Anyone could tell, the death woman meant something to him from the way he caress her limp body into his chest before his shaky hands went to sweep across her face, shutting her lifeless eyes as well.
His whole body shook with rage and soon, his silent sobs had morphed into a much louder wail. His large hand, balled into a tight fist by his side. Even though it has only being a couple of minute since he got there, it’s felt like forever before he sniffed back his tears and then stood up from the ground, gathering her dead remains into his arm as well.
Fresh tears gathered in his eyes as he stared at the bullet holes scattered across her stomach and shoulders.
His nose twitch slightly at the familiar scent of gun powder that was still fresh in the air, causing a low snarl to erupt through his clenched set of teeth.Unable to hold back his tears, he let them trickle down his cheeks over and over again as he cradle her cold body into his chest and began to rock her softly. He ran his fingers through her soft curls. Those golden strands of hair seem to hold a lot of memory for him as he smiled and cried a bitter sweet tears at the feel of it between his shaky hands.
His brown hazel eyes trail further across her body, stopping at her flat stomach and another tears slipped down his cheek.
Finally he placed a long lasting kiss against her forehead then eyelids before inhaling her scent deep into his lungs as though trying to commit it deep to memory.
He expelled another round of breath after a while, his eyes now narrowing into slit as he stared at nothing in particular but from the look on his face, anyone could tell, something more cynical was brewing in his mind, a heightened thirst for blood settling deep into his crawling skin.
And Suddenly, something steaming from a place of great pain that was almost demonic, he found himself wanting nothing more than to take his own pound of flesh but he knew it'd be best to wait.
He knows exactly what needed to be done and even more? How to get it done. His enemy won’t know what hit him until it does. Until then, he has to first lay his mate to rest.
**
One months later.
Asher who sat with clenched fist and an equally clenched jaw hasn't said a single word other than snarling and growling at anyone who tried to get even close to him. The only person bold enough to even try is his best friend and beta Alex but still he knew the subject of Macy's death was totally off limit even to him.
Asher has refused to shave or have a change of clothes as he sat by the dark corner in his room, dressed in a black cloak, the same piece of clothe he had wore to lay his mate to rest.
No single word has been uttered ever since then. His sunburn curls has grown an inch longer and looked very much unkept as he gaze into nothing, his eyes blazing with naked rage yet he sat still with an air of calmness.
Was he heart broken? Angry or plotting something bad. No one knows what could be running through their Alpha's mind and no one dared to ask.
Only Asher knew the depth of his own grief. How much he was hurting on the inside. Only he could describe in detail how much anguish and pain he could be going through just seating there. The exact amount of rage that has and was still burning through his chest when he kissed his mate goodbye for the very last time.
He could barely smell her intoxicating scent in the air lately, as it was starting to fade into the atmosphere yet Asher refused to let go of her lingering memory. He just couldn't even if he wanted to. Every bit of her was still buried deep into his mind like a song stucked on a fucking replay.
Was it that he can't do it or simply want to hold on to every bit of her lingering memory until he get drowned in them. He wanted to get drown in them even if it meant having a piece of her to hold on to.
A piece of her he could easily bury himself into until he was lost between her warm slit walls. Asher was suddenly overwhelmed with the thought of burying his cock into the wet warm fold of his mate like he did before. He needed to feel his harden erection sliding in and out of her hole once again while she screamed out her orgasm over and over again.
Asher needed to have her between his arms like he did that morning before she was lost to him forever. Before all that was left was nothing but her memory.
Asher knew exactly the kind of mate he was blessed with. Macy was so fucking naive and innocent. So much so that she didn't realize how wicked the world they live in really was. His pack was a safe fortress no doubt but he couldn't say the same for the world outside and he wanted so bad to protect her from it. Heck, he really did.
He was always cautious and overly protective of her every move, in and out of the pack, whereas, Macy hated being followed or constantly trailed because the only way she could be in her element is when she is free without restrictions. That was how naive his mate really was.
Macy was a free spirit. She thrived for the cold, frigid air outside,not the watchful eyes of a guard that he was offering and if Asher was to be honest to himself, a part of him had always known he won't be able to keep her tame for long but he still wanted to try, hence his reason for making his skilled omega her bodyguard even though she hated it. And now she was lost to him forever.
It hurt him so much because she wasn't the only one he lost that day as Macy was with child. A child that would one day succeed him as Alpha of the Night claw pack.
His blood boils with rage as he thought of adversary. The only person could have found his mate, still with child, and have the heart to riddle her body with pellets of silver bullets while she was out for a run in the woods as always.
Abraham Lincoln has being a thorn in his flesh for as long as he could remember. And now, he has taken something of his that he couldn't just let slide. Macy had died in her human form, unable to shift into a wolf because of her condition, and that was what Lincoln had capitalized on.
Her weakness as a woman.
Asher had his hands balled into fists, blinking back the tears that threaten to spill from his eyes as he stood up from the ground and then turned to face his beta, Alex who had come with news regarding the hunter who has taken everything from him.
With two long stride, he quickly covered the distance to where he stood and grab hold of the brown envelope within his grasp.
His eyes turned sharp and then narrowed into slit as he stared down at the piece of information in his hands before he growled under his breath, a sense of satisfaction growing deep in his heart. The moment he was waiting for has finally arrived.
"Get prepared. We leave for the city first thing in the morning." He growled at his Beta who only nod in acceptance before exiting his brooding presence.
Beth's POV Eighteen year old Beth sat down on a black leather arm chair at Marvel corps reception. Her spine straighter than a new pencil even though anxiety was starting to kick at her from every damn angle known to man. A sigh slipped out her lips when her stomach grumbled noisily and she patted it gently before allowing her back to fall against the comfort of the chair behind her and then glanced at the wall clock hanging on the yellow painted wall. She has been waiting for more than an hour already and looked like she will have to wait around a bit much longer. Beth bite down at her lower lips in subtle frustration when she realized how many more minutes she has to wait for her turn. This was going to be her fourth job interview in a single week. Beth was definitely racing against time, trying her possible best to keep up with the rent on her single room apartment in downtown LA. She was already down with two dead jobs and a flower shop that was starting to carter mostly for
By the time she got home that night, it was already dark into the night. Peeling off her damp clothes, she slipped into the shower to wash off then make dinner for herself. Her apartment was extremely small, housing only some household essentials. The thought of Asher kept making its way into her mind every now and then even as she poured her last bit of orange juice into a glass and sat down to eat her well cooked pasta. He was indeed handsome. His brown hazel eyes did reminded her of her mother's eyes. For someone who have never being in a relationship before, she found the thought of that stranger very endearing to her. In fact,the only thing stopping her from dialing his number at that moment is her moral upbringing. She might look desperate and cheap if she did. But then again, he'd said she could call him but still, calling him at that odd hour and so late in the night would only scream desperation and she is not about to sell herself off that cheap. She would definitely wait
Beth had no idea how long they have been driving but a couple of hours has past already and yet, they were still on the high way, probably heading out of the city and towards someplace secluded.She couldn't tell exactly where they were headed as she was later blindfolded the moment they made it to the main express. Because of the pain, Beth kept dozing in and out of unconsciousness until the car finally came to a stop and she was thrown out of the vehicle. she landed solidly on the ground like a bag of Irish potato.She was immediately yanked off the ground before she could even think to catch her breath and made to walk forward. She winced as her feet scrape painfully against the ground. She was barefooted and each time she stumbled on something, she got a backlash for it as there was no single moment of relief for her.Beth was forced to do whatever it took to spare her ears from the constant snarling and growling from every angle as she struggled to keep up.The further they went,
Beth only had to blink once before he was standing right before her, with her jaw grasp between the palm of his hands, his claws digging into her flesh painfully as he forced her to look into those terrifying demonic eyes of his."So harmless and weak. You would really love me to believe that lie won't you?". He snickered, the sound of his laughter just as dark like the color of his eyes."Please, I don't know what grudge you have against my bloodline but I have nothing to do with it" She began to explain, totally out of breath."Do save your breath because nothing you say or do is going to make me change my mind. I'm going to enjoy tearing you piece by piece, limp by limp until nothing is left then I will leave them for your daddy dearest to find" He paused for a moment, his dark eyes trailing up and down her frail figure as though sizing her up."I just have to figure out a more painful way to get it done. You don't deserve an easy death. None of your filthy bloodline does" He growl
Beth awoke slowly with confusion. She wasn't exactly sure what had happened to her, if it was a nightmare or she actually went through all she had in the past hours and was still breathing.The event of having her bare back mutilated in the hands of that dark eyes monster flooded back to her and she heard herself gasped and made to jerk upright but was immediately greeted by an immense amount of pain, shooting across her back. Whatever was left of her shredded piece of clothing was still attached to her body but her back was left bare, from top to waist.Beth was forced to lay back down on the cold hard floor even though it smell like the damn sewage from hell. Her back ache with untold pain as she lay on it still. It feel as though it has glue on it and was stuck to the surface of the floor. Moving abruptly could cause her more pain, she was certain of that.Not withstanding the pain, she roll over on her side and gave a muffled scream into the floor, baring her back into the dark c
Beth opened her eyes moment later and couldn't help but whimper when she felt a brush of warm wet clothes against her sore back. She gasped under her breath when his hands brush slightly against the sensitive part of her breast in a bit to wrap bandages across her body.Once he was done wrapping her up, he made to discharge the water in the sink before handing her some painkillers to swallow. She pulled herself into a seating position once she was done swallowing it, her eyes darting around across the room curiously.His room was plain with dark grey wall that matches with the equally grey sheet on the bed. Not to mention the leather cushion that sat beside the bed. There is nothing much to look at which sort of reminded her of her little apartment back home. She wondered if anyone has noticed she has gone missing for the past hours now.Beth doubt if anyone has. It's not like she has friends that would probably check up on her after a while. Maybe her landlord would but certainly not
Asher's POVAsher seem to be in a terrible mood as he pace the length and breath of his bedroom before he moved to sit down at the neon cushion in his room, the motion made him very aware of a sudden problem with his pants. He looked down, noticing the huge bulge that wasn't even there before the moon came out in all its alluring glory.His cock was extremely hard and erect within the confide of his pant, begging to be released and answer the call of the moon and have it fuck someone. Asher growled in frustration not willing to get under the sheet with just about anyone even though he was well aware on how much, the female Betas in his pack would kill to have his cock thrusting between their legs.Asher knew he won't be able to resist for long before he finally gave in. His beast was starting to charge at him, urging him to find someone and do the needful but still he couldn't get himself to do it. Jerking himself off was starting to do less good as the beast within him wanted more.
Asher sat on his chair that night,long after he dismissed Kara but couldn't fully relax. The guilt of being with someone else other than his mate Macy was giving him a sleepless night. Asher couldn't help but feel as though he has defiled her memory by cumming in Kara's mouth.It's even more annoying to him that he was still covered in some of her scent and needed to be cleansed of it. Nothing a quick shower won't fix as he quickly went into the shower and turn on the tap head before stepping under it and droplets of water began to trickle down his naked flesh onto the tiles floor.Rubbing a steady hand up and down his length, he let out a deep throaty growl as flashes of image from his moment with his mate began to flood his mind.Asher was trying so hard to remember all of it. The feel of her skin against his each time he pulled her frail figure into his chest. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly, willing his mind to take him back to that morning before he lost her for