Page 12 of Cursed Wolf

Fists clenching, I suck in a ragged breath and lunge out of the woods straight for the soon-to-be-dead assholes. Snatching the first prick by the back of his neck, he yelps, jolting at my sudden appearance. There’s no pause as I snatch the blade from my belt and slice his throat with one swift swipe of my knife.

The other guy is yelling and running away, and panic strikes me. I dump the first asshole on the ground and charge after his friend. My heart thumps as my thoughts race with one thought—stop the fucker before anyone else sees us. Urgency bleeds into my veins, and I pound the ground as he reaches the doorway.

“No, you fucking don’t.” I hurl my blade at him, the knife spinning, hilt over the tip, through the air. It slams into his back, sinking into his flesh with the force of my throw. His knees buckle, and he falls face-first to the dirt in front of the closed door.

Fuck me, that was close!

Scrambling like a madman, I grab his ankles and quickly haul him to the back of the hut. A fast scan confirms no one saw, yet my pulse pounds in my head. I make rapid work of dragging them both into the woods, coming to a small cliff’s edge. Darkness steals the view down below, but who cares? As long as these assholes are hidden.

The man stabbed in the back still groans. Yanking out my blade, I slap a hand over his mouth to cease his cries and crouch down by his side.

“Here’s the thing, dickhead. I can save you, but first, I need something from you. I hear you saw something this morning you shouldn’t have. Who else have you told?” Keeping my voice calm grew harder by the second. I remove my hand from his mouth.

“N-no one.” He groans like a wounded boar.

“Don’t lie to me. Did you tell your family? Your wife, perhaps?”

His face twists with pain as blood dribbles from the corner of his mouth. Looks like I punctured something major with my blade. Too bad for him.

“I’m n-not mated,” he groans and coughs up blood. “I t-told no one.”

Wasting my time made me furious, so I put him out of his misery with a blade to his throat. Then I sever the nerves at the back of the men’s heads and shove them over the cliff with my foot. The dull thud when they hit the ground is all I need to hear.

Cleaning my blade on the grass, I tuck it away and use the grass to wipe any blood on my hands. To be certain I’m not covered in blood, I run my forearm across my face to be safe, then march out of the woods.

Feeling fucking wired, I storm around the building, surveying who’s around and what homes are close enough to have seen anything. When I’m convinced I’ve eliminated a possible disaster waiting to happen, I stroll back into the stone building, praying their meeting is over.

The bunch of them are drinking beer and chortling.

Clenching my teeth, I step back in my position against the wall. Ragnar glances over at me with a look in his eyes that asks if all is good.

Giving him a tight shake of my head, I hope he understands we need to leave. I’ve known this man for a good part of my life, and he can read me like a book.

Finishing his drink, he sets it down with a bang to get everyone’s attention, then stands and gives his lame excuse of needing to get up early. Finally, we’re leaving them behind but don’t exchange a word until we’re outside.

“What’s going on?” he asks, deepening his breath.

“A pack member spotted Kaira killing Mihai’s daughter this morning.”

“The fuck!” he stops dead in his tracks, turning on me like a venomous viper.

“I dealt with it. He was talking to someone else, and they’re both dead and over a cliff at the rear of the town.”

Panic is in his eyes, and I can’t blame him. “Did you ask him who else knew?”

“He said no one, but that doesn’t mean shit. A dead man will say anything to survive. I suggest we leave this pack tonight.”

“Fuck. Okay, collect our stuff and Jae. I have to tell Mihai I’ll be gone for about a week. I can’t have the fucking weasel think I ran off on him and betray everything I’ve worked for.” He jerks around on his heel and hits the ground with brutal steps as he races back the way we came.

I glance around the open land with homes around the perimeter and the fire blazing in the center. A handful of guards remain near the fire, talking and not seeming to pay me attention.

The earlier shiver runs up my arms again. Our perfectly laid plans could completely unravel if the dead prick told anyone else.

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CRIUS

My heart thumps in my chest as my hips slam forward, plunging my cock into my sweet girl’s cunt.

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