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"Well, how was I to know she was already taken?" Donas grumbled, then winced. His mouth hurts.

Dogatis shook his head, "The devil must be beating the drum of doom on your behalf. That is the only explanation why all the single females in the club didn't catch your eyes except for the only Forbidden Fruit."

"My back hurts." Donas added.

The Dog Alpha stared out towards the empty door, "But damn, that girl is in for a wild night of tangling with a possessive Alpha beast. I hope she is ready."

"But he w-wouldn't hurt her, will he?" Eline asked, worriedly, looking out of the door they just walked through.

"Oh, he wouldn't hurt her. At least not in the way you're thinking, young cougar." He conceded, "Trust me, I am mated, so I know exactly what I see."

"What do you see?"

Dogatis glanced at the door the Alpha King just walked through with his wildfire of a mate. "I only see a male who has reached his limits. An Alpha male who wants to claim what belongs to him. I just hope the small human female is ready for tonight...and for a man like him who is not just an ordinary Alpha male."

CHAPTER 37. AMBUSHED.

In the darkness of the night, in a deserted route where the wildness and the crickets of the night were heard, two figures were seen.

The huge figure of a male walking in slow, steady steps with a very drunk female wrapped in his arms. Long silver-gold mane that is his hair was in complete contrast with the night, resting beautifully down his back.

Upclose, his handsome chiseled face was drawn in a dark frown, his lips curved in a snarl. While, the woman in his arms was singing out excitedly, drunkenly.

"I can seeeeeeeee the foreeeeeest! It's so beautifuuuuul! So many aniiiiiiiimals in the riveeeeer!" Hiccup, hiccup. "I can smeeeeeeell the roooooooses! They are danciiiiing in the wiiiiiiiiiiild!!!"

"Keep. It. Down." He commanded, for the umpteenth time, through gritted teeth.

"Where is this beeeeeeeautiful staaaaars coming frooooom!? Aaaaaah, what a gooooooood dreeeam!" She giggled like the happiest child. "Is this an elephant riiiiiight in froooooont of meeeeeeeeeee!?"

Wolfariane Daminor Throne snapped his mouth shut and kept walking. The scent of the dog changeling on her was almost driving him through the deep ends. He wanted nothing more than to find the closest river, dumb her inside and wash thedog clean from her body.

His hands tightened on her, he kept walking. The wolf was too close to the surface, still raging and pacing like a caged lion that wants free. His chest beat with it, his mind is close to shutting down because of it.

All he can see in his mind is another male touching her, dancing with her, …and kneading her plump ass. It makes him want to roar. Makes him want to go back to that club and kill the dog changeling after all. He needs an outlet.

"What a greeeeeeeeeeat mooooorning! What a sunny daaaaaaaay!" She inhaled deeply, "Can smell my mama's cooking! Smells like baaaaaaking powder right here!!"

Cutting through another route, he kept walking. He chose walking because he needed to clear his head—calm himself—a bit fastening up his pace. If only he can run now. But he can't because the female is too drunk, it will only upset her belly and she will throw up.

He needed to maintain a semblance of control before reaching his towers, needed to attain a better level of calmness, so he doesn't devour her in the same way his instincts are riding him to, once her back hits his bed.

The voices banging through his head to take her right here on the ground and make her his, only got more persistent as time passed. He needed to make her his!

Needed to relieve these ache she started in him! Needed to wipe the scent of this male from her body! He needed to—

The ruffle of grass and the subtle change in the air caught his attention.

It was so distinct, he almost missed it because of the thick waves riding him hard and the roaring in his ears. But he caught it, and he knows that smell.

Wild Ones.

He stopped walking suddenly. "Shhhh," he directed to the drunk female in his arms as he focused all his attention to his surrounding.

She giggled to the sky, raised her hands up as if to catch the stars, and only screamed louder "If only I can swiiiiiim across the woooooooooooooooorld...!!!"

Tuning her out, he closed his eyes and allowed his other sense to do a proper survey of his surrounding.

Two Cougars from the left... Three wolves from the right... One tiger from his front... Four Wolves from behind...

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