Page 116 of Moon Cursed

“The alphas are finally going to know what it’s like. Everything I’ve been through. They’ll know what it is to be used, threatened, assaulted, raped, and forgotten. They’ll know what it’s like to be nothing!”

My jaw extended, filling with rows upon rows of lethally sharp teeth.

“For fuck’s sake, Daze, don’t overreact. It’s not a big deal. You can always have more kids.”

I growled. Deep down inside of me, something broke.

“It’s not like you don’t have a line of men ready and waiting to father them. All I want is that one.” She pointed to Hope. “You’re the one who said you wanted to change Wolf Nation and free the omegas. This is your chance to prove you’re not another selfish bastard like the rest of them. Prove you truly care about making Wolf Nation a better place, and give me that baby.”

“Thank you for sharing all of this with me, Nia.” My voice was low and controlled—even pleasant. “It truly was very interesting, and you’ve given me a lot to think about, but I’m afraid we’re going to have to cut this short.

“Because I’m going to kill you now.”

Nia laughed out loud. “Don’t be ridiculous, Daze. You put on a super scary show, but that’s all it is. We both know your weak-ass wolf can’t get it up to kill me.” She winked at me. “Let’s not ruin our friendship over this, Daze. I’d hate to have to go through you to get that baby.”

“I can promise you one last thing,” I said, closing the distance. “I won’t harm your brothers after you’re dead.”

Nia rolled her eyes. “Enough already. Give me—”

My wolf burst free and launched at her. I had enough time to hear her bug-eyed scream, before my jaw snapped over her head.

Ripping her off her feet, I shook the bitch like a rag doll and flung her at the wall.

Nia crashed through the closet door and disappeared. I bounded after her and burst in as she fisted the carpet, trying to pull herself up.

My head smashed into her side, cracking three ribs against my skull, and sending her careening into a nest of ballgowns.

“No!” Nia shrieked, flailing to get free. “Stop, p-please! Plllleeeeeaaassee!”

I dragged her out by the ankle. Snapping through blood, muscle, and bone, Nia’s screams reached inhuman levels.

There wasn’t a word for what I felt listening to this psychopath speaking about my child’s life and soul like it was a poker chip to gamble with at the craps table. I transcended rage, blew past incandescent, and reached an all-new undiscovered emotion that unlocked something in my soul that not even her sick little power could touch.

Nia spoke about being my friend. She said she knew nothing about the alpha council’s ultimate goal, but if any of that was true, what was dear old Daddy training her for all those years ago in the woods? Why did he want her to perfect a power no decent father would encourage her to use? Why did she let the alpha council use her and hold her brothers hostage if she could’ve ripped their souls out and killed them any time she wanted? Why did Dagem shove her at me the very first day of school? My own personal shadow.

And why did Nia wait until she was alone in a room with me and Hope to tell methe truth?

Just like a power groupie, she latched on to me like she did the alpha council—sitting back and letting us do the dirty work—so that when the time was right she could step in, throw us from our thrones, and claim them.

“Too bad you messed with the wrong mother, bitch.”

“H-help,” she wheezed as I stalked my prey. “Help!”

I stomped her spine, choking out her cry with a spurt of blood that dribbled down her mouth.

I did tell the bitch I’d been training and fighting nearly every day of my life. Why she thought that meant I was a “weak-ass wolf” is anyone’s guess.

“P-p-p-p—”

Shifting to human form, I grabbed her by the belt and collar, and lifted her over my head. “Argh!” I roared, throwing her at the vanity.

Nia crashed into the mirror and brought it down with her, showering herself and the floor with glass.

The door flew open.

“Daze, we got you some— What the fuck’s going on!” Edric bellowed.

“She’s the shadow. Also, I’m sorry, Nyx, but she killed your brother.” I raised my claws. “Hold her down, please, would you, loves? I’m going to rip her throat out now.”

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