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Nowhere to Run

Unfortunately, in this day and age it has been outlawed for pack wolves to mate with human women. Worse yet. Females being born to the packs are becoming increasingly rare. Further concerning, is the Full Moon's arrival. The Mating Moon. The males are strong, aggressive and they want to breed the perilously few females. I've stayed from the limelight by hiding in my Grandmama's hut at night and sneaking out to hunt only during the day. Avoiding most of them. The only one that really knows about me is our young Alpha. He's caught my scent. And I know his. He's been marking around my hut and scratching at the door at night. He wants to possess me. And what he wants he gets. I'm fast. But he is notorious for his speed and brutality. Where can I run when everywhere in the village and woods the males are in rut? I've no choice but to run. And nowhere to run.

K_K_S_ · Fantasy
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TEASER

I was still running at a breakneck pace. Not even sure where I was going yet. Just working to increase the distance and buy me time to think. I was breathing heavier and knew I was going to tire soon.

I could turn into a wolf. It'd give me more stamina but would make my scent extremely enhanced.

But time seemed to slow as I watched movement ahead and registered it was him stepping between two trees in-front of me. Feet sliding sideways as he skid to a stop. Bulging mud and soft leaves. As he grinned down at me wolfishly.

"Pretty Lyra." He tilted his head cautioningly. "I am your Alpha. Will you truly disobey me?"

"I-I..."

His voice seemed far away as I skid low to the ground to switch directions. Running the opposite way.

Two more males stepped behind the trees to block my path.

Draven clucked in his cheek. "This could've been easier."

I rounded to face him and the other two caught my arms.

Screeching, I struggled against them. "Don't do this!" I urged him. Shaking my head. "I'll fight you."

"Good." He gave me a lopsided smile. "I like when they fight. Makes a wolf earn it, ya know?"

He walked over and tugged a lock of hair over my shoulder. Fingering its smoothness. The back of his hand trailing down my collar and over the crest of my breast beneath a worn dress. Making my nipple stiffen despite my defiance.

I don't want this. But my body was responding to the touch and I felt the low ache that the Mating Moon was forcing me to experience. My body was warming and heart racing.

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Darkness was falling around us and the sun cast gold and pink fingers of light over the horizon. Illuminating the distance and dimming the Warwood.

Draven stepped closer. Towering over me.

I'd be thirty in only a few years but I was small. Short and petite and Draven was neither. Leaning near my ear he whispered. "You want this. You want taken. I can smell you..."

The other males were growling and began to shift discomforted as my scent poured into the wind. Mass pheromones generating.

Draven gestured for others in the circle to approach. Ordering. "Hold her down."

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