The wolf inside (chapter two)
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I didn’t like the females here, they were too loud, bubbly and outgoing and all it did was remind me of my b***h of an ex fiancé, Sally. She had been loud, outgoing and enjoyed going clubbing with her friends. And while females apparently dropped at my feet begging to become my mate, her included, once she got me she decided to become greedy and sleep around behind my back thinking I wouldn’t find out. Well, I had, and it hadn’t ended too well but that’s another story.
It was funny how me and Josie ended up as a pair, because although I didn’t like the females in the pack, when I first met Josie we couldn’t have been more opposites if we’d tried, and I hadn’t liked her, not one bit but for a very different reason. This is the side of the story she probably didn’t get around to sharing.
When I’d first met Josie, she had been in the middle of her first change. It was never a pleasant experience your first time, I didn’t know why, but after that it was always easy.
The wolf in me took one sniff and recoiled from her. She looked how she smelt…weak. A pack member had woken me up for this?
She was a young black woman, looked like the nerdy kid you’d pick on at school with her black hair tied back into a low ponytail, kitten pyjamas fit for a six year old, yes actual kitten pyjamas, all that was missing were thick rimmed glasses. She wasn’t that much younger then me, but she was so weak, she was omega weak, they were rare to come by and for good reason. An omega never lasted long, either they grew mad by the wolf taking over their mind and being alone because no pack would accept them, or they would be killed by other packs or worse, accepted into the pack and then lived an awful life of abuse. Josie had been damn luck she’d been turned by one of us and he’d had the balls to confess.
There were probably parts of the story Josie hadn’t want to tell anyone, like how obvious it was that I had hated her being here. It didn’t look good for a pack to have an omega among them, unless for fun and abuse, and of course we didn’t tolerate that in this pack. It was probably why Angelo had finally leapt into action against us after five years of nothing but threats.
While training Josie into becoming used to the new side of her body I hadn’t always been so easy on her, not that I was on anybody, but with her being so weak as well as new I should been a bit more helpful I guess.
I would take her to the woods the first few days of her being here, so she could become used to the wolf inside her, and it didn’t help her geeky image with how damn clumsy the girl was. We would be less then five minutes into the woods when she would trip over her own bloody feet and it just got worse the further in we went. Josie would be trailing quietly behind me and then get tangled up in vines or whatever the hell she attracted to her feet and land flat on her arse or face. The first time she fell, she looked up to my sneering contempt filled face and realised I wouldn’t be helping her up. After that every time she tripped she would gather herself up and chase to catch up with me, whilst giggling to herself, I’d never known a woman like it!
I noticed that she was being a bit bullied by the other pack members here but I didn’t act on it. It was only teasing and some name calling mostly from the other females, and I thought it would do her some good, maybe help her toughen up a little. I feel awful remembering how hard I’d been, but my wolf simply felt repelled by her weakness.
Then one day for the first time, my wolf felt an incredibly strong urge to protect the weak and tiny geeky wolf. Passing by the living room I didn’t take much notice as everyone was outside enjoying the sun, but the sound of voices stopped me cold.
Listening I stepped closer to the closed door and heard my pack member Dominic speak low.
“Get your clothes off,” he growled. I thought he was getting it on with another female as usual until I heard Josie’s voice squeak, “what do you mean?” I cracked the door open silently and watched as Dominic cornered her into the wall, “I need to f**k, and I like it real hard, Shelly’s the only one who can handle it as rough as I like, but she’s not here till next week. So I’m telling you to get your f*****g clothes off and spread those legs, you’re an omega it’s all you’re good for here.”
What the f**k did the prick think he was playing at? I heard Josie whimper, smelt her wolfs terror as Dominic pinned her wrists above her head and was obviously going to rape her.
Storming in, Dominic turned and saw me, his face losing colour. I grabbed him without a word, punched him hard in the face and watched him crumple to the floor and ignored he’s stupid pleas and excuses as I looked at a terrified Josie and asked, “are you ok?”
She nodded meekly and ran from the room avoiding eye contact, she didn’t really need to bother as she was weak my wolf wasn’t the slightest bit fazed.
I turned my attention back to Dominic and dragged him to the punishment room, where we had some fun.
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