Filthy Wolves

ASHTON Fifteen girls and four hours later, we’re pretty f****d up. Colt kicked his chair and stood up when the last girl from our checklist bangs the door hard enough to make me laugh. Damn girls, and their p***y. “ It’s been f*****g three days! How come none of these girls are worthy of becoming our lady?!” His words echoed around the room. I glanced at Luther who looked like he was into deep s**t too, tapping his ballpen on the desk and taking deep breaths every two seconds. Blaze sat down heavily on Luther’s side and put his head in his palms. “ This is a real f*****g mess,” he said in a trembling voice. “ The other group has already chosen their lady two weeks ago, and we need to make things faster or else we’ll lose the crown.” And that’s where all of this goes down. It doesn’t really matter to me if none of these girls are up to my taste. Or if none of their bodies are enough to warm my bed at night, but I hope we are just looking for someone like that. The thing is, at our university, Crescent Pack High School commences the new semester with a golden rule. One group of wolves can be the kings of the camp and one variable for that is a she-wolf who stands out amongst everything. Luther, Colt, Blaze and I had been the kings of this camp for years until Luther’s brother—Conan, the other son of the Alpha of our pack, formed his own group and now, we’re bothered. We’re losing. “ We need to find someone.” Luther turned his head, his eyes dark and dangerous. “ We know that. Why do you think we’ve been holding these auditions for over a damn week? None of these girls will compete with Scarlet. How come your older brother manages to convince your damn girlfriend to be their lady?” Luther let out a sharp laugh before licking his lips. I was damn enjoying his piss reaction when he moved fast enough to grab Colt’s collar and pin him into the wall. “ What did you f*****g say?” Colt stared at Luther’s cold, hard gaze. “ Why? Am I wrong?” Luther gripped Colt’s collar harder. He clenched his fist as if he was controlling himself to beat the s**t out of Colt, but we know what Colt said was all true. Luther lost his damn girlfriend to his brother and now, we are going to lose the damn crown too because of his stubbornness. “ You need to stop rejecting every girl who comes here to be our lady, Luther. We only have two weeks left, remember? I can’t let your brother take whatever we build on the campus. He’s been what? He’s only been here for weeks and yet, he’s taking everything you have—” The door creaked. We watched Blaze get out of the room like usual. When he’s angry or pissed, he just walks out to calm his mind. However, all of our breathing stops when we hear a soft feminine voice coming outside. “ Uh, e-excuse me? I-I’m looking for the– uh–are you fighting?” Luther released Colt and he quickly turned his eyes on the door. The haunted look in their eyes almost made me wonder if they knew each other. And there we had it. Another stupid she-wolf who thinks she can be something. Big black-rimmed eyeglasses, chinky eyes, a petite figure and curly hair. Definitely an outcast. Definitely not our type. “ Who the f**k–” “ Are you applying? Then, congratulations. You passed.” Our heads whipped around to Luther who nonchalantly said those words and walked out of the door without giving us another word. I wanted to say,“ What the f**k?” but he f*****g showed himself back at the door, snatched the poor girl's waist and claimed her lips—which made me gasp. “ Luther!” “ What? You want a lady for our group, right? There she goes. Problem solved,” the asshole coldly said and walked away. I think it took us more minutes to process what happened. Colt and I stood there like a f*****g stone because what Luther did was our mark. He f*****g sealed the deal with the kiss and everyone knows that. “ Uhm…what does that mean?” The girl asked, her eyes confused about what happened just like us. I swallowed, dropping my arms on my side and gritting my teeth. Why was Luther so an f*****g asshole? My fingers itched to punch his face but I needed to settle this problem. “ There’s a misunderstanding.” I took in the girl’s visual and one word. We cannot have her. She looks like she can’t handle us. Her eyes told me she was nervous, and she'd been fidgeting with her fingers from the start. “ What’s your name?” “ Amanda—” “ Amanda, we’re very sorry,” I cut her off. “ But you’re not exactly what we are looking for. Do you have any idea what it means to be our lady? To be the lady of the Crescent brotherhood?” “ Uhmm…no -I’m new here and–lady of what?” I fixed my gaze at her, not understanding why the f**k she is still here if she’s new and just transferred into our school. Is she that i***t? She looks like she’s not the type to do that. I was watching her with suspicion in my eyes like she couldn’t understand what I was really saying, when she showed me the damn poster we distributed around the campus. “ Wait—Do you…Are you talking about this?” She waved the damn poster at my face. “ I overheard some girls talking about these stuff but–they mentioned a girl named Bea or something-” “ You sure stick your nose in everyone’s business, eh?” Colt let out a huff. Bea was broken by Luther. My feet went cold hearing her name for the first time. She couldn’t take it and so she transferred to another pack and left a threatening message for us. I turned away, the guilt eating me up. We may be assholes but what happened to Bea was too much. It’s not our fault she ended up betraying us for the other group. If only she hadn’t done that—we could have stopped Luther from torturing her. “ Go home nerd,” Colt harshly said. “ You can’t be our lady—you’re ugly, you’re pathetic and I can’t f**k a dimwit face looking like–” I stopped him. “ Colt–stop it.” Amanda’s cheeks went red at Colt’s harsh words. I thought she was going to cry and walk out, but what she did next made me freeze. She reached out and fiddled with Colt’s tie. The nerd girl rubbed her fingertips against his chest, then the next thing I knew Colt was being thrown on the ground and Amanda angrily showed me her middle finger and walked out of the door.