Page 118 of Her Feral Beasts

I’m not happy.

Not since Aureliaranfrom my room with my scent still on her skin, with my cum dripping from her, with my brothers’ marks on her skin.

The sound of a woman moaning funnels through the air like a soft song and I frown.

Following Rocky’s scent to a dorm with an open door, I lean my shoulder against the doorframe and watch.

Mating groups don’t mind audiences, even possessive beasts wanted to show off their rex or regina. Wolves, especially.

Rocky was between a woman’s legs, licking and sucking at her pussy while another animus thrusts into him from behind. I watch them for a minute, but really my mind is on Aurelia and how she’d made sweet noises in my ear. She’d been soft under me, submissive, even. As if she’dwantedto open for me and be mine, body and soul.

Just for a moment I’d given into the feeling of having a regina. Of having a woman own me.

And by fuck, was it like nothing else.

Finally Rocky notices me and lets out a yelp. The she-wolf opens her eyes and the animus fucking Rocky groans and rolls off to the side.

There’s a chorus of “Sorry, Mr Savage!” As Rocky flings a blanket over his woman.

Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have a problem with this, but for some reason, this scene is grating on my nerves and they all know it.

“I didn’t know you had a regina,” I mutter as Rocky tugs on his jeans. He’s a skinny kid at only eighteen and wears bulky denim to try and look bigger. I have him sparring with the younger wolves to try and get him stronger, but I think I might train him personally. I crook a finger at him to follow me and though the others give him sulky looks, he rushes to obey.

I should feel bad about interrupting but I don’t.

“Y-yes, Mr Savage,” he says, shutting the door behind him. “Sherry is regina to Jeremiah and me.”

“I didn’t know that,” I mutter again. Why didn’t I know that?

“I met Jeremiah on our first day and he brought me to meet Sherry. Did you have a message for me to take somewhere?”

I whirl around to face him and Rocky stops short and blanches, blubbering an apology yet again. The corridor around us empties.

“What was it like?” I snap

“W-what?”

“Meeting her. How did you get her to like you?”

Rocky’s smile is lopsided and I stare at it as he rubs the back of his head like he’s remembering it. Must be a good memory then. “Aw, sir, well it was love at first sight, wasn’t it? She smiled and it was like I was falling through space. Her cheeks went all pink and then—”

Rage is an inferno bursting out of my chest. Rocky cuts himself off.

“Get the fuck out of my sight, Rocky.”

He turns and bolts back down the corridor, skidding in his trainers before lurching into his room. I stalk down the empty corridor after he’s gone, headed straight for the fighting mats. Lunch will be over soon but in that hour, Reuben holds sparring sessions for those of us who need them to control ourselves.

The image of Aurelia’s back, running away from me flashes through my mind over and over again.

She is going to be leaving me. They’re going to take her away.

By the time I get to the fighting hall, I’m riled up, jittery and ready for blood.

“Who wants to fight?” I roar. “Who wants to fucking fight?”

Everyone on the fighting mats freezes like prey

“I want to kill someone,” I snarl, curling my hands into fists. “I want flesh in my teeth and blood in my claws. In my fucking mouth.”

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