Page 33 of Beginnings

I snarled. “Good. Show no mercy, until they submit to me.”

Owen grunted his agreement. We’d been here before; fighting side by side. The trust I’d gifted him was not unfounded. I knew with certainty he’d have my back. Together we bellowed a war cry at the top of our lungs. I released the power that simmered in my blood and bones; the force that merged my wolf and me together as one.

The fighting males separated, their bodies thrust apart by the force of my will.

Bloodied and sweaty, they turned to us, compelled to challenge the mightiest force in the cage.

Me.

Growls and roars rattled my ears. That sound of challenge and war, compounded with the coppery stink of blood, only fuelled my inner beast. I roared back, my wolf flooding my body with his power. As an agent, I had always subdued my wolf, having to dampen the predator in my soul. But here, it was kill or be killed.

I grinned viciously at the biggest male.

My wolf and I were utterly single minded in our purpose: kill all those who thought themselves our equal, and dominate the rest.

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