Alpha Caleb and the Blessed Wolf

3.

NIKITA

Ryker wrapped his arms around me tearing me away from the scene. Together we ran hard and fast. Reaching the clearing we had just come from. He stopped, pulling me to his chest, where I nuzzled my face into. His embrace felt safe and warm the opposite of how I had been feeling right now. Cupping my face with his huge hands he tilted my head so my gaze met his, my eyes glistening, barely keeping the tears back.

"Nikita listen to me. You need to run as hard as you ever have. I will cover our tracks and try to divert their course." He said to me in a serious commanding tone unlike his normally playful one. I simple nodded. His hands slid from my face to my shoulder where he gently pulled my coat off and bundled it planning to use my scent on the coat to confuse them.

He pressed his forehead to mine and mind linked me the images and map of his Uncle's pack, they were also rebels against the self proclaimed King and Prince. It was were he had trained, he knew we would be safe there for a short time. We don't need to be touching to mind link images but Ryker knew I needed the comfort as my body trembled beneath his touch.

"Don't break Nikita." I repeated to myself over and over.

"Listen to me...."

"I'm scared, why is this happening?"

"Nikita listen to me!!"

I looked into his eyes at the urgency of his voice.

"The mirage to leave it repeat this. I, Nikita Mayfair of Moonstone request safe passage from the mirage under the protection of Selene goddess of the moon."

"Wait, that was it? You have got to be shitting me that's all I had to say this whole time!"

"Nikita this isn't the time, but yes."

"If I don't find you I'll meet up with you there and if I don't..." His voice trailed off not wanting to utter the alternative. In our close proximity his warm breath caressed my skin, he closed the distance to my lips. Pressing his full lips to mine in a gentle but urgent kiss, the tickle of his beard gave me goosebumps. Ryker had never kissed me before, it somehow told me how much he wanted me but also goodbye, he would sacrifice himself for me if he had to.

Before I could deepen the kiss he spun on his heel shifting into his wolf running off holding my coat firmly in his mouth. Without a second hesitation I too shifted.

My beautiful red wolf similar to the colour or my hair, except for a white crescent moon mark in the middle of my chest. Taking off in the opposite direction trying to cover myself in mud and decaying leaves to hide my scent. I pelted full pace toward the gorge.

As I ran along the edge trying to find the best place to jump to the other side, my wolf began to sense we weren't alone.

An enormous pitch black wolf came out of no where gaining on us fast. Holy Hell it was like a freaking hell hound.

Heart rate spiking from adrenaline and panic. I was going to have to jump early. I had never attempted to cross before Beacons ledge. The ledge was the most narrow point of the gorge, a peak that jutts out just far enough to make it to the other side but still a difficult feat for regular wolves. I can jump it easily but there was no way I would get there in time before this obsidian coloured wolf gets me, even with my extra speed and ability. This wolf was like an evil entity from the depths of hell, a shadow demon gaining on me fast.

"Don't look back, keep running." I said, "s**t, I'm going to have to jump" I thought

On the opposite side of the gorge I spotted a small landing just below the cliff edge, if I made the jump I would have to climb up in human form to the top but at least I would be away from this terrifying wolf.

As I was analysizing where to jump the big black wolf had closed the remaining distance between us. Pushing off his strong hind legs to pounce, snapping at my own legs I took my chance. Swiftly pivoting hard to the side I launched myself across the deep empty space. With barely a stream below, a fall from that height meant certain death.

My body floated weighless, edging closer to the other side. I was almost there when a loud bang echoed, and within seconds intense pain shot through my hind leg as the bullet pierced skin. Crashing with a heavy thud onto the cliff ledge, I shifted back into human clapping my hand over my bloodied leg.

CALEB

"f**k" was all that came out as I released my breath. My eyes were wide trying to drink her all in. As we all stood in shock, perplexed by this small woman, a man jumped out from behind some bushes grabbing her waist and pulling her away into the forest. A possessive growl came from my throat.

"How dare he touch my mate" My wolf's eyes blazed in mine wanting to shift and chase her I pushed him back. f**k I still had my claws in the Alpha's chest.

"What the f**k was that?" Hendrix mind linked me.

"Finish up our mission here...." Retracting my claws as two warriors quickly injected wolfsbane into Cairo's neck, dragging both the Alpha and Luna to the truck. The momentary distraction caused from that she-wolf was enough for the Moonstone pack warriors to realize the high frequency noise had ceased. I hadn't had time to make my next order when chaos erupted.

Warrior against warrior, some half shifted others fully. I had grown up with the stories of Moonstone pack warriors in the Battle of Prodotis, men and women both fierce and loyal to Alpha Cairo.

"Take the prisoners." I said to my squad shifted into my giant black wolf, I released a loud howl letting my Alpha command ooze from me. Both sides ceased fighting exposing their necks some willingly others trying to resist submission.

"Hendrix get this s**t in order, use their Beta if you have to. I'm going after that she-wolf." I mind linked before tearing into the forest.

An internal war raged inside me. We were supposed to capture and possibly kill this girl yet the Goddess has played me. "Are you absolutely certain is she my f*****g mate?" I thought to my wolf. "Have you forgotten what her existence has cost us?" He wasn't going respond, he's a wolf only pure instinct drove him as he frantically sniffed the ground to pick up the direction of her scent. Being a gifted tracker, I found the scent easily. Usually only tracking traitors and rogues but now that divine scent engulfed my senses, saliva dripping from my snout my wolf was almost dry humping the wind he was ready for the hunt.

For the first time I had no plan once I found her. Perhaps I could keep her as my little play thing. Poor all of my hatred out into her, punish her for the curse her existance has had on my family. I had to capture this girl. Find out what she is truly capable of. I never expected to be mated to her, I needed to touch and smell her to be sure it is true. Rejecting her will allow me to destroy her but I can't do that without weakening my own wolf.

Many of the packs I had taken over considered me a demon wolf, never had I believed I had a match out there. What a cruel joke from the Goddess. I ordered a group of warriors to follow me once Moonstone pack members had settled.

We picked up the pace having lost ground when the fighting broke. Arriving at a small cabin I ripped the door off. The smell that hit me drove me mad. Two scents one female and one male, her's and probably that boy's. A small sofa, blankets and a TV were the main things in the cabin, their scents mingled together. The wolves who entered behind me immediately backed out as the dark furious aura swirled around me fueled by my rage. Only one thing stopped me from tearing the cabin apart and that was no lingering smell of s*x. Thank f**k.

"Split. Retrieve her alive and whoever that boy is." I'll deal with him myself, I thought. Even through the link my voice was low and steady seething with malice. As the trace diverged from the cabin, the pull from the bond confirmed my instincts to follow one of the tracks with her scent.

I was right.

Glimpsing a red wolf like nothing I had ever seen before running along the gorge. Almost like glowing embers as the last slither if sun shone against the blanket of night.

Fuck, she was fast but I was big and powerful. Closing in on her I knew she could sense me. Her eyes flicking to mine pure white, stunning yet eerie, they then looked to the gorge on our right.

"f**k, she's not going to try jump it, is she? Don't do it little wolf, don't even think about." I thought. When I had almost caught up I took a chance, pouncing to grab her hind legs. She took me by surprise by faking left then pivoting right and leaping into the air over the gorge.

"No no no no no!" I thought as I skidding to a halt, she was going to f*****g die "Crazy f*****g woman, at least it would make my decision whether to kill her or not a lot easier." But something in my gut didn't want her to die. I wanted her. It seemed like time was at a standstill. Watching her risk taking the leap rather than be caught. I couldn't help but be in awe. Was it bravery or fear that made her jump. Was her fear or will to escape overriding the pull of the mate bond. Did she not feel the connection?

"Holy Goddess, she is actually going to make it" just as I finished my thought a shot echoed through the gorge. To my right one of the warriors who had been following on foot was lowering his pistol with a pleased look. Returning my gaze back to the girl. A metallic scent in the air meant the bullet had reached its intended target.

Thankfully, she had made it to the little outcrop cliff ledge landing with a hard thud. Her upper thigh wounded blood seeping from the wound. I watched as she shifted back into human form in clear agony, f**k it was if it was my own agony. My wolf started pacing, snapping, pissed that she got injured. I force shifted back to my own human form, furious. I stalked over over to the warrior who was holding the pistol and punched him full force in the nose. The warrior fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding.

My body tensed knowing the bullet was silver with a liquid wolfsbane core and wouldn't heal properly until removed. I wanted her alive not dead or at least until I figured this s**t out. Looking down at her leg to assess the damage. It was still bleeding but wasn't bright fresh blood like that of an arterial puncture. I relaxed a little. The climb at least was not too high but she must be in excruciating pain. I tried to squash the feeling of concern, of wanting to help her. f**k, why did I care!

Tracing my eyes from her wound down her milky white legs, they were toned and long then back up, her copper hair making a thick curtain covering her body as she inspected the wound. Not taking my eyes off her, I outstretched my hand as one of the other warriors handed me some clothes and dragged his unconscious comrade away leaving her and I alone.

Using the wall she pulled herself to stand bracing against the hard rock for support. Straightening her back, turning to face me, jaw set determine and proud. Inhaling deeply as her sapphire eyes met my forest green.

Quiet swept across the gorge as the two of us stood alone entranced. Man to woman, enemies. Awaiting each other's next move, an unspoken challenge that said catch me if you can. An invisible connection forming knowing our lives will forever be entangled in a battle of wills. I couldn't help the small smirk that curved on my lips. Challenge accepted.

Nudity was normal for werewolves but most pack members respected each others privacy and dignity. My eyes however, were hungry and f**k me she was gorgeous. Copper, auburn hair fell to her waist beside two sections of white hair the framed her face it was odd but suited her.

I could feel myself drowning in those big orbs of the deep ocean blue eyes. Breaking the stare to observe the exposed flesh of her body. With my wolf sight I watched the rosey flush creep onto her porcelain cheeks from my gaze. Her full lips peaked erotically into a pink cupids bow that I wanted to see wrapped around my c**k. I could already feel the blood pulsing to my d**k threatening to make it stand.

It was cute she thought her fiesty glare would stop my eyes from daring to go lower, I smirked. Breaking the eye contact going her pretty little neck and decolletage that I wanted to mark and claim, have submit to me. Her red hair hung long over her breasts disappointed I couldn't see the swell of her t**s or the colour of those n*****s, were they pink like her lips? Her physique was athletic with curves on the cusp of womanhood like her hips and breasts hadn't fully filled out yet in preparation to bare pups.

My pupils were dilated with the twilight wanting to drink her all in. Pushing back my short black hair that had fallen forward almost groaning at the need to look lower but something inside stopped me. When my gaze returned to hers, she had poured even more anger and hatred into that glare it was almost palpable. Except that defiant glare turned me on more, making her look even more beautiful, glowing fiercely in the moonlight. She wasn't blessed by the moon she was blessed by the Goddamn sun! A blazing, fiery wrecking ball and I was going to burn. Burn for her. f**k!

Her heart race increased, I wanted her to feel exposed, vulnerable, intimidated under my gaze and I was winning she shifted uncomfortably on her feet.

It was then a faint scent tingled my nose, sweet vanilla and citrus wetness. If I wasn't such a good tracker I might have missed it from this far away but I recognize it as her arousal. It was with that scent my self control failed me, I couldn't stop my c**k from going from a semi to rock hard in seconds, she noticed too. f**k, I was not winning anymore my desire clear as day. She wasn't uncomfortable with my examination of her, she was turned on.

Well, well, well my little lamb is actually a naughty little kitten. I thought.

Fuck it! Let her look and see what she is in for maybe that will intimidate her.

I was right, her eyes snapping to my swollen c**k, gasping. Her mouth opening to the cutest "O" shape. Yeah there was another reason why Hendrix called me big D.

That's right my little kitten you should be scared.

As she went to look away she caught sight of the coat I was holding.

"Ryker" she muttered. Whatever trance we had been in broke. Coming back to reality like jumping in a frozen lake. As she began to climb I had a spectacular view of the two milky white round globes of her ass. I wanted to grab hold of them and squeeze. I wanted to spread them apart to look at her cute pink puckered entrance and dive into it with my tongue. Bend her over with her face down into the bed and make her beg for me to take her there. "f**k" groaning inwardly, the hard on I was sporting was throbbing and painful now.

What the f**k am I thinking, snapping at my self. She needs to be destroyed before she could carry out the curse on my family, before I want to keep her as my mate. All I know was this was going to be a dangerous game. That thought was enough to ease my need.

As she prepared to run, I spoke just loud enough to reach her ears.

"Run little lamb. I'll be seeing you soon..." Lifting the corner of my mouth into a devilish grin, "...little mate". She stopped turning back to face me once more. Her eyes widened in confusion and terror, then spun quickly on her heel again running away.

The shock and confusion on her face seemed like she hadn't felt the mate pull at all. I watched her retreating figure as the last slither of light disappeared and night fell.

"What the f**k? Did she not feel it?" I thought frowning then it dawned on me... she hadn't come of age. The Goddess definitely wanted me to suffer, a child mate. Of course she wasn't 18 yet but close enough for my wolf to sense the bond.

"Fuck." My new favourite word considering everything is completely f****d now.

This little game of chase and my own desire for her was making my wolf hungry, loving a difficult prey. But she was still a child. I never actively killed children or women that was always morally wrong to me. Sometimes the female warriors of packs I took over might die in battle but they chose a warriors death. My head was spinning and my control was slipping.

"What is this chick doing to me. I will make her curse the day she was born." Looking down to the coat in my grasp. I may not be able to decide what to do with her yet but that other male wolf that touched her was going to die.