Book 1: Chapter 13

Astrid

I discard my heels and run in my tights as fast as I can.

“Get her boys!” Zenith yells; John and James chase me in their wolf forms. I run through the trees and slip, rolling down a hill dangerously quickly.

Covered in more scrapes and dirt, my hair is messy with leaves and twigs sticking out on all sorts of angles. I continue to run.

“Ryker!” I scream, at the top of my lungs; I’m hazardously thrown down by someone; I kick and punch them as hard as I can. A hand covers my mouth. The weight of a body holds me down. He is completely naked now, in his human form; his member is pressed against my stomach.

“Shh... Shh,” James whispers, stroking my face. Struggling, to free myself, my movements are futile.

“Stop trying to fight me,” He whispers; tears roll down my cheeks.

“Consummating the pairing already?” John laughs.

“Fuck off, John,” He says to his brother.

“Why did you scream out for Ryker?” James asks. He slowly rem