《Shadow Pack Stories [Completed]》Chapter 8: The News
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Samantha Lykos' POV
I was looking at the night sky as I was thinking about my meeting with the trio. I think I need to solve this matter with Zack on my own.
"What are you looking at?" Sebastian asked me as I was turning to look at him. He was getting out of his cave and I think I never have seen him this messy before.
"What happened to you?" I asked him as he was looking at his appearance. His hair was unkempt and his clothes were rumpled.
"What? I think we were talking about you right now. So, what are you looking into the night sky as if you were about to die or something," he said with amusement before someone was talking to me in the mind link and it was not Sebastian or the ultimate Trio.
'Sam, I think you need to come here right now,' Damien said as I was listening to him rather than my brother at the moment.
'Where?' I asked him as he was trying to tell me the location WHILE Sebastian was nagging to me about something. I turned sharply at him before I glared at him.
"Can you just shut up for a moment?'' I asked my brother before he was scoffing at me.
"What's got into you?" He asked before I was shaking my head before I went to my room. I don't think I can handle Sebastian with his sassy mood on.
'Sorry, you were saying?' I asked Damien before he was talking to me about the woods where he found Zack was about to take his client.
'Bloody hell. Is she okay?' I asked him.
'I came on time but I think you need to talk to him. I think he's gone crazy now. Only you, he will listen to your words,' he said as I was biting my lips. Should I tell him that I have rejected Zack?
'Please, Sam. Only you can help him now,' he said as I sighed. I was looking at the door of my bedroom before I went to the window and made my decision.
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"Time to run, I suppose," I said as I went to jump down from the window and I went into the woods. I changed as my brown fur laced with white was coating me as I shifted. My eyes were red now as a status that I was an Ultima.
I was running through the woods that I have been playing my whole life. I was going through the woods as I was trying to sniff Zack's smell. I tell you, he was good at covering his smell.
'Which way did he go?' I asked Damien but he was out. I sighed before I was looking at the marks that would be made by a wolf who cannot be controlled because they did not mate. Then, I saw the marks that I was looking for.
Claws.
I smirked as I was moving through that direction. The claws were sharp and unruly but I know that Zack was never been like that for the last 5 years that I have known him. He was clean and pristine. I think his wolf was making these marks.
'Where are you, Zack?' I asked as I was looking at the sky. I felt lonely all of a sudden before I was howling to the sky. I can sense that Zack was near and if he listened to my howl, he would come to me without a doubt.
I was pacing along the woods as I was looking around for something. There were pines and I was trying to make my way before I felt I was not alone. I turned to look around and then I saw it. The biggest, black, hairy wolf was standing majestically in front of me before I was snarling at it.
His glowing blue eyes were telling me that I need to follow him as he ran through the woods. I did not waste my time as I went after it. I think I know who was that.
Zack.
I was still running until I came across a cave. It was covered with vines but the black wolf was looking at me as if he was challenging me to get inside the cave as he was moving backward before I was only looking at the vines.
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'What should I do?' I asked myself before my wolf answered for me.
'Follow him,'
'Take him.'
'Make him ours…' she said as I was rolling my eyes. I think my wolf was frustrated as well as I was walking through the vines before I was looking at the pristine cave. It was fully furnished with a bed and kitchen. I can see that Zack has outdone himself again.
'Shift back,' the black wolf said in my mind as I snarled at him.
'Why should I? You're the one that was attacking that poor woman,' I said to him as we were circling the cave. Zack snarled at me as his blue eyes were focused on me.
'I said, change back,'
'You don't tell me what to do,' I said before I was going forward to take him down. But I did not know that he was prepared for this. He has always been two steps ahead of me and it was my mistake that I was to attack him first.
He changed his position before he was growling at me as I was shaking my head before I snapped to him and snarled again.
'I said, change back,'
'You're not my boss! And you don't give orders to your mate!' I shouted at him before he was smirking. The black wolf was fucking smirking at me!
'Change or else,' he warned. I scoffed at him.
'This,' he said before he was coming at me. He was fast as I was taken back when I was laying on the floor as the big black wolf was on top of me. We were snapping at each other before he was snarling at me. I did not cower at him as I was snapping my mouth at him.
Then, he bit me.
I howled as my wolf was submitting herself to him. I did not know what happened but he was biting me, claiming me with his mark. Damn him for making me fall into this trap.
'Get off me!' I shouted in my mind as I was trying to push him. Zack did not budge and I don't want him to. I was falling for his trap, even more, when he moved and aligned himself with me. I was whimpering at the touch of his hardness to my core. I just hope that he did not mount onto me.
'Say that you will take me as your mate, Samantha. Say it!' He said in our mind link as I was snapping at him. I was pushing him before I was changing into my human form as well as him.
"Get off me, you oaf!" I said as I was pushing him off me. I did not think that I would have energy left to get him off me. But I must try because I know, if I was to give my weakness at him, Zack would take that moment for his victory.
"Say that you will be claimed by me. Say that you're mine!" He said before I was pushing at his shoulders. Then, our genitals were aligned. The slickness of his cock on my core was overwhelming and I cannot help but moan at the contact. Zack was pushing his cock to caress my womanhood.
"Say that you want me, Samantha. I know you do," he whispered at me as I was dizzy with sexual frustration and I wanted to look past this mistake that I made with him. I know that I was letting my pride get to me. To get to my happiness.
"No," I said, still stubborn to be claimed by him. Zack smirked before he was focusing on my face.
"Oh, you will later, my sweet," he said before he claimed my mouth.
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