The Birth of Syd Vicious
hinges, and I am meeting with the face I was searching for, Alpha Reed Tarlo.
Sydney, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Reed takes a few steps toward me then stops abruptly. He must see the vicious lock in my be
I’m here to finish this and free our pack from you. My face contorts into what Ins sure would be considered a look of devious joy.
You think you can take me down, little she wolf? You don’t have it in you. How about this. Since I am now without a Luna, why don’t your take her placer You are not what I consider my type, and you’re not pretty, with that wiry red hair and freckle skin, but you would produce an excellent heir. Hit words sound calm, but I can see the fear in his eyes. He’s trying to bargain for his life by giving me some twisted backhand compliment.
“I wouldn’t be your Luna even if the goddess made us fated mates. What happened to your Luna you had locked away? I take a few steps toward him
“That bitch ran off with my Beta, the traitorous pieces of shit. See Sydney, I need someone like you by my side. Was he really that delusional? He thought he could persuade me. I take a few more steps closer. I was done listening to his bullshit babbling. “Sydney Eld, don’t take another step! That’s an Alpha order.” His voice echoed off the bunker walls.
Something in me suddenly severed. There was a crack of thunder than a flash of lighting out of the clear night sky. I felt a power pulsing through my body. I was hot, like lava was flowing through my veins. Thora and I had never felt this power before. “YOU ARE NOT MY ALPHA! Roared out of my throat in a double voice. It was Thora and I rejecting Reed Tarlo and his wolf Jax as our Alpha. There was nothing that could stop me.
I charged forward, throwing a right cross, but Reed blocked it. I expected him to; my real target was his kidneys, to which I delivered a knee, causing Reed to double over. I introduce my other knee to his nose, sending Reed flying backward. His eyes are watering, and he can’t get his feet under him. I stock over and crouch down next to him. I lift his left arm and slice deep into his armpit; cutting his artery, I slice the artery on his inner right thigh as well.
I whisper in his ear, “How does it feel to be powerless and weak? You may not be remorseful, but you will regret what you have done.” I punch Reed in the face, and I feel crunching under my fist as he spits up blood. “It’s not even fun anymore. Guess you weren’t much of an Alpha after all‘
I find a blanket and board and use it to make a sled. I drag the slowly dying Alpha back to the White Ridge pack village. I was stopping every so often to keep his lacerations open–damn werewolf healing. Once I was back in the village, everyone quickly got out of my way. I’m sure I was a sight to behold. Naked covered in blood, sweat, and dirt dragging a dying Alpha on a sled. Fear, disgust, surprise, and even respect were slapped across the faces I passed. I dragged that sorry–sack to the packhouse and gave him one last kick as I walked away, back to my home so I could finally grieve for my mother.
As I made my way home, I looked up at the full moon and bathed in its light. “Selene, thank you for giving me the strength to finish tonight. Please let my parents reunite in their next life.” The flood gates opened, and my heart sank into pure black despair. It was so thick I didn’t think it would ever be possible to get out of and no light could penetrate it.
I became a nightmare, an urban legend, folklore, a monster. I was reborn the heartless demon wolf, Syd Vicious.
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Paula Bostaph
absolutely loved this book ready for the next
Jodie Tice Lawrosky
packs…NOT pakes
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