"Don't you fucking touch me." She screamed, hands swinging as she tore at his torso, nails ripping into him as he clutched her around her waist. Dragging her kicking and screaming into the tent as the pack howled on their song of glory. Limbs flailing with her rage.
Throwing her onto the floor into his tent she rolled across the ground and sprang to her feet. Her arms pumped ferociously as she charged at him in the same move she climbed from the floor in. Nails sharp like a lioness hunting her pray, she pounced on him. Arms swaying as she screeched her lioness song. Roaring with anger as she ripped into his skin with her bare nails.
Legs wrapped around his waist, fingers ripping into his hair she pulled his head towards the ground and followed him down. Her free hand pummeling him on their way to the floor. Her throbbing neck put fire in her veins and ice in her heart.
His body thudded to the ground, back smashing into the rich carpet. He was rock solid even as she exhausted all her energy into making him bleed like the worthless male he was. Her nails tore lines into his skin, pulling out chunks in of flesh. Fists balled she punched him hard, arms swinging blow after blow into his face, chest, anywhere that he wasn't blocking. His arm guarding his body from her attacks only angered her more as she yanked at the offending limb.
Having enough of her attack Simeon swung his feet up and kicked her off him, her body flying across the room. Panting heavily as she regained her breath, her mind running rampant as she thought of her next move.
Rolling to the side she sprang back into action, her body turning away from him as she ran towards her bag. Her fingers fumbled with the zip, the simple task made more difficult in her panic. Yanking the zip apart, metal and material flew across the room as she tugged at what she needed.
Thick arms like bands wrapped around her waist, yanking her into his solid chest as he tried to separate her from the bag but she held on. Her fingers working even as he pulled her by the nape of her neck, brown eyes meeting his red. Drool slopping from his snout. His ears were shifting, moving higher as his skin shed and red flesh replaced it before it was covered by his wolfs fur. Coarse hair began sprouting all over his body as the shift began taking form over him.
His claws were digging into her hair as he pulled harder making the bag slip from her grasp, she let it go. His feet stumbled back a few steps as her body went lax against him, she used the moment of his stumble against him. Her feet twisting as her body rocked in his grasp as she swiped at his hip. Silver burning his flesh, sizzling along his calf, his chest. Hot bubbling blood filling her nose as she tore through his body with her silver.
Her silver climbed over his skin marking the male who dared to humiliate her. Scarring him for a very long time, if she had to bare his mark then he would bare hers. Every single one she gave him he would wear, with pride or humiliation was his choice, but knowing she had scared the Alpha would always give her something to be proud of.
Hissing his retreat Simeon dropped her like a hot coal. Stepping away from her even as his body and mind became more wolf than man.
"You force my hand" his words distorted by his elongated canines and deformed snout. His eyes were slanted, the red of his pupils ringed with the yellow of his beast. Body hunched, he howled to the hidden moon. His fury tangible.
"No, you force mine" her voice laden with betrayal as she brandished her knives in the air. Silver blades glistening in the funnelled sun. Swooping and making arcs, twisting like an art form, an ancient dance ritual. She was like the warriors of old who held their swords in their hands and metal on their body, close contact was the only honorable fight back then. This was a dual. His nature against hers and she believed she could win. She was flirting on the line. A line that once crossed they could never come back from.
"I don't want to hurt you" the bones of his spine popping forwards as he dropped to his knees, his hackles rising as his shift into that third form began. There was no coming back from that form, in all her life she rarely encountered that form. Many wolves couldn't take that shape and even less could hold it but here he was. Showing her that his nature, the very fibres that made up his being were more than hers.
The white of his vertebrate was tinged with the dark of his blood, the bone tore through flesh before receding back into the newly formed skin. the raw red of his wolf flesh covered by a new layer of his wolf. The fur was short and sparse, large chunks clinging to his raw leathery skin.
"I never wanted to hurt you" he howled voice twisted with the final snap of his old body shifting into his new. The one that was second nature to him.
His back stretched as he climbed up and up to his feet. His shirt ripping from his chest as his claws poked through his loosely worn boots. His pale skin covered by the deep pale grey of his beast. Eyes slanted and nose pointed in her direction. His canines protruded out his mouth, gnarling fangs that could rip her to shreds.
Swallowing down the spit that gathered in her mouth Jana's fingers clenched around her blades, hands twitching in suppressed fear. She had never met an opponent like this, never had to fight a shifter in his third form and never an Alpha. She knew the fight would be over before it would begin but she wouldn't be put down without a battle. That wasn't her nature.
Instead of charging at him she let him move first, body rocking and dipping in a disjointed dance as she tried to steer clear of his attack. His claws ripped at her clothes, tearing at her flesh even as she nicked at him. She was getting tired but he was becoming more and more excited. With very draw of her blood the beast became faster and faster.
His nails retracted as his paw swiped across her face. The rough skin dragging across her cheek and forcing her to the ground. Her head snapped to the side as the taste of her own blood pooled in her mouth. Stars gathered in her eyes as her head spun and black descend over her sight. The heavy crunch of his feet by her ears, the scent of his victory clogging her nose.
She wasn't sure for how long she had been down but the feeling of his hot breath scraping along her skin was all her mind needed to come to. Her hand shot up to feel her smarting face, sticky liquid clung to her face as she felt along the ridges of her sliced open skin. Her cheek pulsed in pain but her head surpassed that pain. She felt weak and disoriented but she knew she had to move. To get up and fight.
"Stay down" he husked, his feet stomping in her direction in a warning. His boots entering her sight as he steeped towards her, threatening her with every move. Her chest vibrated with his command but she dismissed it, she was too unhinged to hear the real threat in his voice.
Pulling her chest away from the ground, she twisted to face him. Her legs gathered underneath her as she tried to climb to her weary feet. Each small movement rocked her head, mind sloshing with fog. She forced herself to her knees, hand clutching her stomach as she felt bile rising to her mouth.
"I said. Stay. Down," throat rumbling with his suppressed growl as he gripped her by the shoulder and forced her back down. Her hands came up just in time to soften the impact of her face crashing back into the ground. Her ears ringing with his second Alpha command.
Tears gathered in her eyes as she stared at the brown dirt that gathered along the deep grey carpet below her. Fists clenched along her body as her chest quivered in humiliation. She could feel his eyes of fury staring down at her, his heated breath whooshing around her new prison. He watched every twitch of her body, growling every time her hands fidgeted.
He stood there, staring at her for what felt like hours, her eyes closing to the shadows that his moving body created. His feet shifted around her body, feet trampling on the rough carpet as he treaded around her prone form. His heavy feet occasionally shoving at her legs, her shoulders. Stepping on her wide spun hair.
"Now get up" he snarled, snout twisted in a smirk. The wolf teaching her a lesson that he had fought his hardest not to teach. The will of nature wasn't something that could be ignored.
She reluctantly climbed to her feet, her body submissive to his will even as her eyes spat profound hatred towards him. He would never tamp down her spirit. It didn't matter how many times he backhanded her to the floor or forced her submission, her mind never would submit to him. The flesh of the human body was a weak thing which was why the mind had to be cultivated and trained. He could force her body to submit but never her mind.
"You don't know your place, Jana" he sighed with deep disappointment and arms folded behind his back, chest puffing out in a wall of intimidating muscle.
"Maybe that's my fault, I tried to place you at my side when that is not where you belong."
"What?" Jana growled, blood dripping from her smarting mouth. The wound was paltry compared to what he could do but it was the fact that he had struck her that shocked her more. He had pulled his blow, not using his full force, even retracting his nails as much as he could but he had still hit her and that blow had hit her hard. Never had she seen Khan hit Neema, as wild as she was she had never seen him lay a finger on her.
"Don't speak" Simeon warned, eyes shuttering in anger.
"You are beneath me, I am Alpha" fist beating against his chest, emphasising that he was above her "you are nothing but a female who's doesn't belong. You are not pack."
"I tried to protect you from them but your actions have undermined that." Fingers roving through his hair in deep annoyance.
"You need to learn that you are no more than the dirt that is smeared across your face."
His snout invaded her sight, gnarling teeth dripping his slobber onto her cheek as he shoved her head.
"I am your Alpha. You have not earned your place within this pack and you never will if you continue to act as if it is your right to challenge me"
"To demand from me! It is not your place." His back turned to her as he leaned against the pole was all she needed. She had listened to his words taking in every single sound, absorbed them into her brain. Lying on that floor had centred her, she knew that face to face she would never win against him.
His voice kept droning on, loving the sound of his own voice as he spoke his filth. Belittling her, playing down her worth. She was more than what he told her and she knew it. He would know it too.
His back met her knife, the blade flying through the air and lodging into his flesh. Her feet trampled on the floor as she flew into his back sending him crashing to his knees. Wrenching the blade downwards she ripped his back open, yanking it back out she shoved it under his neck.
His blood trickling on his skin, her warm breath at his ear. "I could kill you right now" voice calm as his warm liquid leaked onto her chest, mingling with her sweat, blood and dirt.
"But I won't, because you aren't worth it!"
"You can spit how worthy you are to your pack but I know better. You're not worthy! You're just shit, a shit mate."
"You should thank the gods for your daughter because she is the only reason I leave you breathing another day" a hiss slipped from his lips as her hand yanked back, blade sliding around his neck as she retreated in her victory. Veins split open, his blood trailed down his neck as he climbed to his feet and faced her.
"Oops" she gasped, hand covering her mouth in mock apology, her eyes glinting with her pleasure at his bleeding neck. At his glare her mouth spread into a wide grin, pearly whites blinding him as she tore open her mouth wound. They bled in sync.
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