The wolf inside

The wolf inside

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Genre: Fantasy

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

Summary

I've done a story called the real us, it's about a young shy women called Josie who gets bitten by a werewolf and has to join the pack, there she meets the sexy but very cold and dangerous second in command Jason. This short story is how they met and what happened after from his side of things. I haven't uploaded full story of the real us on here but will be in few weeks on amazon. Just want to get some feedback on wether it's worth a read or not as this is my first ever story I did as a whole book :) hope you like!

Summary

I've done a story called the real us, it's about a young shy women called Josie who gets bitten by a werewolf and has to join the pack, there she meets the sexy but very cold and dangerous second in command Jason. This short story is how they met and what happened after from his side of things. I haven't uploaded full story of the real us on here but will be in few weeks on amazon. Just want to get some feedback on wether it's worth a read or not as this is my first ever story I did as a whole book :) hope you like!

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Submitted: September 09, 2014

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Submitted: September 09, 2014

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The wolf inside

Chapter 1
Another fucking shirt of mine was ruined, I'd just had to punish a pack member for almost beating a human man to death for no reason other than he'd been dumped by his girlfriend, and needed an outlet for his rage. Josie, my mate, called this my torture room, and I guess it was really. Washing the blade clean of blood, I set it back down alongside my other instruments of pain and then peeling out of my now blood splattered shirt, threw it in the bin.

It wasn't enjoyable when I had to punish a pack member, but it was necessary if they were to stay in line. The pack feared me because of how cold I could be, but I did care about them, even if they didn't see it and If I didn't punish them this way then they wouldn't be afraid and the whole pack would get out of control, and probably end up like Angelo’s pack, raping women and killing for fun and power.
Angelo had hurt Josie, just saying his fucking name sent rage coursing through me, he was dead, but it still cut me up inside that I hadn't been there for her, couldn't save her from what they did to her.

I was twenty eight, had jet black messy hair, a muscular body more thanks to my wolf than any real working out, and gold, almond shaped, wolf eyes.
At six foot five, it didn't take much to intimidate the pack into behaving, Josie insists I have the most coldest and dangerous look in my eyes when I'm pissed, and believes its that look more than my height that has the pack members tripping over themselves to move out of my way, I didn't really give a fuck as long as it got the job done.
Although saying that, the females seemed to find it sexy, for some fucked up reason. Throwing themselves at me, flirting outrageously or just outright asking me for sex.

Having wolf in them made them more bold than if they'd just been human, and so some would just pretend to get caught naked by me, even though we would be in the fucking kitchen and nowhere near a shower. I didn't tell Josie any of this, it was before I knew her, and though I had never been interested and tended to just ignore them or, if they got physical, shove them away, I knew she would become extremely jealous, the wolf in her only adding to the insecurity she had already possessed before she'd turned.

I was more wolf than human, unlike the rest of the pack, I'd been born a werewolf due to two werewolf parents which gave me an eighty percent chance of turning into a normal human or as I was now. Unfortunately, they had died trying to protect me as a child from pathetic wannabe werewolf hunters, and because of their clueless stupidity about us, my parents had died slow and painfully. The only ones who knew this story were Blaze my uncle, and Josie.

I didn't like the females here, they were too loud, bubbly and outgoing and all it did was remind me of my bitch of a ex fiancé Sally. She had been loud, outgoing and enjoyed going clubbing with friends. And while females apparently dropped at my feet begging to become my mate, her included, once she got me she decided to become greedy and sleep around behind my back, thinking I wouldn't find out. Well, I had, and it hadn't ended too well, but that's another story.

It was funny how me and Josie ended up as a pair, because although I didn't like the females in the pack, when I first met Josie, I hadn't liked her either, not one bit, but for a very different reason. This is the side of the story she probably didn't get around to sharing.

Chapter 2

When I'd first met Josie, she had been in the middle of her first change, it was never a pleasant experience your first time, not sure why, but after that, It was always easy. The wolf in me took one sniff and recoiled from her. She looked how she smelt...weak. A pack member had woken me up for this?
She was a young black women, looked like the nerdy kid you'd pick on at school with her black hair tied back into a low ponytail, kitten pyjamas fit for a six year old, all that was missing were thick rimmed glasses. She wasn’t that much younger than me, but she was so weak, she was omega weak and they were rare to come by and for good reason. An omega never lasted long, either they grew mad by the wolf taking over their mind, and being alone because no pack would accept them, or they would be killed by other packs or worse, accepted into the pack and then lived an awful life of abuse. Josie had been damn lucky she'd been turned by one of us and he'd had the balls to confess.

There are probably parts of our story Josie hadn't wanted to tell anyone, like how obvious it was that I hated her being here. It didn't look good for a pack to have an omega among them, unless it was for fun and abuse, and of course we didn't tolerate that in this pack. It was probably why Angelo had finally leapt into action against us after five years of nothing but threats. 
While training Josie into becoming used to the new side of her body I hadn't always been so easy on her, not that I was on anybody, but with her being so weak I should have been a bit more helpful I guess. 

I would take her to the woods the first few days of her being here, so she could become used to the wolf inside her, and it didn't help her geeky image with how damn clumsy the girl was. We would be less than five minutes into the wood when she would trip over her own bloody feet and it just got worse the further in we went. Josie would be trailing behind me quietly and then get tangled up in vines or whatever the hell she attracted to her feet and land flat on her ass or face. The first time she fell, she looked up to my sneering contempt filled face and realised I wouldn't be helping her up. After that every time she tripped she would gather herself up and chase to catch up with me, whilst giggling to herself, I'd never known a women like it!

I noticed that she was being a bit bullied by the other pack members here but I didn't act on it. It was only teasing and some name calling, and I thought it would do her some good, maybe help her toughen up a little. 
I feel awful remembering how hard I'd been, but my wolf simply felt repelled by her weakness. 
Then one day for the first time, my wolf felt an incredibly strong urge to protect the weak and tiny geeky wolf. Passing by the living room, I didn't take much notice, as everyone was outside enjoying the sun, but the sound of voices stopped me cold.
Listening I stepped closer to the closed door as I heard my pack member Dominic speak low.
“Get your clothes off.” He growled. I thought he was getting it on with another female as usual until I heard Josie’s voice squeak, “what do you mean?” I cracked the door open silently and watched as Dominic cornered her into the wall, “I need to fuck, and I like it real hard, shelly’s the only one who can handle it as rough as I like but, she's not here till next week. So I'm telling you to get your fucking clothes off and spread those legs, your an omega, it's all your good for here.” What the fuck did the prick think he was playing at? I heard Josie whimper, smelt her wolfs terror as Dominic pinned her wrists above her head and was obviously going to rape her. 

Storming in, Dominic turned and saw me, his face losing colour. I grabbed him without a word, punched him hard in the face and watched him crumple to the floor and ignored his stupid pleas and excuses as I looked at a terrified Josie and asked, “Are you ok?” She nodded meekly and ran from the room avoiding eye contact, she didn't really need to bother as she was so weak my wolf wasn't the slightest bit fazed.
I turned my attention back to Dominic and dragged him to the punishment room, where we had some fun.

Chapter 3

I was surprised when later that day, my clothes still covered in the pricks blood, Josie came over to me in the dinner hall and sat meekly beside me. “Thank you,” she whispered and looked up at me with those big brown eyes, she was looking at me like I was her hero, her whole fucking world and it freaked me out. “It's fine,” I snarled, I didn't mean to but I wasn't used to someone looking at me like that, nor was I used to this new side of my wolf, no longer repelled by the omega instead all I saw was a small, weak black girl, with geeky and childish ways, with those wide awe filled brown eyes screaming for protection. I wanted to protect her with every fibre of my being, seeing her almost get hurt like that brought out a rage I rarely showed. Men who raped women sickened me, made me feel ashamed of the male species, they were lower than animals in my eyes.

I felt more than saw her visibly flinch at my words, and she quietly slunk of back to Jane. Thank fuck Jane liked everybody no matter their strength, because without her I don't think Josie would have lasted long. 
Marie came sitting beside me. If anyone was the perfect example of a slut and a home wrecker, she was it. With her long blonde hair, big blue eyes and pink lips, she never found herself short of admirers. She always wore tight tops that showed more than enough cleavage and tight shorts or skirts no matter the weather. Marie had been trying to make me her mate for as long as I could remember, and I'd been avoiding her or trying to. I was halfway through dinner, and ignoring the fearful looks of the others at my bloodied clothes, yet Marie didn't seem bothered, in fact, the feel of her hand sliding up my leg let me know that if anything it turned her on. Fucking slut. I didn't expect her to go too far, but that was my mistake, she took it as an invitation and stroked across my crotch, instinctively I pushed her off and she lost balance, falling of the bench and landing on her ass on the floor.
I noticed Josie watch me along with the others, all with wide eyes and carried on eating. 

A few weeks passed since Josie had been here and we had Angelo's pack suddenly wanting to take over our territory. When I caught one wolf by the back window, looking inside, I snuck over, rammed it open and hauled him in. I tortured him for three hours, but the fucker was tough, didn't give me one bit of information. When I was almost done, I heard a squeak and snapped my head around to see Josie peeking through the window before running off.
I snapped his neck when I'd finished and washed my hands. Opening the door I caught her scent and almost stumbled when I caught the smell of her slight arousal. Great she was as fucked up as Marie, although I bet she didn't detect her own arousal because overpowering that was her fear. Besides it was more likely her wolf liking a dangerous and dominant male more than a turn on for torture.
I made my way to where she and Jane were lying on the floor and decided to play nice, for some reason I wanted her to feel safe with me. 

I lay down behind her pressing up against her, before gently putting my hand on her hip, she turned around in surprise and her eyes grew wider when she saw it was me, yeah I could be a cold hearted dick, so I could understand. When I explained why, she relaxed into me, and unbeknownst to her I could smell her emotions, happiness, excitement, arousal. Fuck me. I tried to remain calm, because I realised then that she didn't just have a crush on me like the others, she was in love with me. Could she be someone that I could take on as a mate? She wasn't like the others, and my cock grew hard at the thought of her as mine. I was a big boy down there and I didn't want to scare the timid wolf, so I shifted slightly away so she wouldn't notice.

It was a few days later and I'd gotten to know Josie a little better when she came on and my wolf almost lost control. I was staying in her room with her for protection, as you know from her story and try as I might, I could not get away from the scent of her being on heat. Finally my wolf and I agreed to just take her, of course I'd stop if she didn't want me though. I turned around and pulled her to me before kissing her hard and deep. She didn't protest so I was already on top of her, ripping her clothes of and mounting her before she could utter a word. She was so tiny underneath me, where I was pure muscle and a towering six foot five, she was petite, at least five foot, regardless of the belly she had. I could see she was self conscious about her weight, but I liked bigger girls as much if not more than slim ones, there was more to grab, especially her breasts and I grabbed and sucked them while she writhed underneath me. “Come on baby, come on my cock,” I growled and a ripple of surprise went through me when she grabbed my ass trying to make me work faster. So she liked dirty talk? And dominance? Yeah I could take this women as a mate. I fucked her deep and hard and came when she did.

Chapter 4

“Honey? What are you doing?” Snapping out of my memories I turned around and looked up from the desk chair in our bedroom at Josie, now my wife and mother of my two children.
“Nothing much, just remembering how we met.” I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into my lap. Before she would squirm in my lap trying to wriggle off, embarrassed about crushing me, she wasn't that big but in her mind she was, now though, she knew I liked it and comfortably laid back against my chest.
“What's the matter?” I whispered into her hair. She moaned softly when I wrapped her hair in my hand, pulling her head back and biting hard on her neck where I'd claimed her. “You like that baby?” I growled and slipped both hands under her top to grab and squeeze her breasts. 
“Yes, but I came up because Blaze wants to speak with you about something,” she breathed and reluctantly got off me. “Alright, il be down in a sec.” As she turned to leave I slapped her ass and she giggled like a schoolgirl, yeah, I loved that I could still make her blush and giggle as if we'd only just met, hell, she still blushed when I entered a room.

I went into Blaze’s room where he was waiting. Even though I was a true alpha, I let Blaze be leader of our pack, he had way more compassion and patience for it then me, and I swear that's how we'd lasted good for so long.
“What's up?” I asked as I leaned back against the wall, folding my arms.
I didn't think it would be a big deal, but when he turned to me, his face drained of colour and fear in his eyes I knew it was big. “What's wrong blaze?” 

“It's Angelo's pack, the few who got away. Their back in town and they know where we are staying. I received a letter through the door, stating they were back, and they want Josie.” Now I understood his fear, it wasn't them posing a threat as such, but Josie finding out and possibly falling apart all over again. “Are they fucking stupid? They really think they have a right to take her, that we'd let them?” Without a pack leader it was clear they were starting to lose their minds. “Calm down Jason, they won't be getting anywhere near her. They believe they have a right to her as much as us because their alpha claimed her.” By claimed, he meant raped but neither of us wanted to say it out loud.
“Fucking hell, alright, il go look around and see if I can smell or find anything suspicious.” I didn't wait for a reply. I must have looked seriously pissed because as I made my way through the house, everybody scattered out of my way, refusing to make eye contact. Good choice, because I was looking to kill.
I didn't even get five paces when I smelt their stench. They had been here, and by how strong the scent was it had been less than three hours, the fuckers. I went to the back of the house to strip off my clothes and shift to my wolf form.
I caught my reflection in the window and saw a cream and sandy coloured wolf staring back at me. People would assume I was some mixed dog, thank fuck for humans and their fucking pathetic ignorance. Trotting around to the front I sat on the front porch and kept watch.

Four hours passed and it was nearing seven o clock when Blaze came out. “Jason, come on, come inside, there's not much that can be done until they come back and make themselves known, I don't think it fair to tell Josie if we don't have to.” I definitely didn't want her to find out, so reluctantly I agreed and shifted back before heading inside.
“Where the hell have you been?” Josie snapped, when I entered the bedroom.
“Just sorting something out for Blaze, he needed me to check on a few things his working on.” She let it slide and I breathed a sigh of relief and kissed her cheek. She was dressed in those damn six year old looking kitty pyjamas, and was clutching a wolf teddy I'd gotten for the kids, but somehow when they'd gotten bored of it and left it untouched she had taken it for herself. I smiled inwardly at my sweet child like mate and forced the lump in my throat down. It broke my heart seeing this timid, shy, innocent girl clutching her teddy and looking at me adoringly, how the fuck could anyone have wanted to hurt her, tear her flesh and take her innocence? I would kill the fuckers when I found them and slowly.
Climbing into bed I pulled her to me and held her tight. “I can't breath!” She laughed, and reluctantly I released her. I didn't feel much like talking, and she must have sensed it because she let me kiss her, take her clothes off and trail kisses along her body before taking her long and deep, but slow and tender. I think she was pleasantly surprised because I knew she enjoyed rough, and always gave it to her that way, but tonight I needed to be close to her, to enjoy her and know that she was mine and I wanted her to feel how much I loved her.

Chapter 5

The next morning, I woke to the feel of Josie cuddled into my back, arm wrapped around my waist and smiled. I rolled over and kissed her lips softly, not wanting to wake her.
I slipped out of bed and didn't bother with breakfast as I headed straight outside to guard the place. My wolf wouldn't rest until the threat to his mate was eliminated. 
Heading out I smelt them before I saw them. Six men jumped out of their vehicle and headed straight towards me. Since losing their pack and alpha, they were starting to lose their minds to the wolf, and it was making them stupid if they thought they even stood a chance against me.

I strode over to them and didn't slow down as I slammed my fist into the face of the one trying to lead them. I ducked the punch that had been coming to the side of my head from the guy on the left, and swept the back of his legs making him collapse to the floor beside me. I didn't hesitate, I grabbed his head and twisted hard before rolling to avoid another two bringing their feet down to stomp on my head. 
I remembered the descriptions Josie had given and recognised the guy I'd punched as the one who'd ripped her clothes off, before he could get up rage overtook me. I grabbed the knife tucked in his belt and stabbed him in the dick, the others faltered at the sound of their lead pack member screaming in pure agony, by then the rest of my pack had come rushing out the house to see what all the noise was. 
One lift of my hand and the pack understood I wanted, needed, to do this on my own. 

One of the four left standing suddenly grabbed me around the neck from behind, I'd only took less than a second to look up at my pack, but that's all it had taken. He dragged me back a couple of inches, but he didn't have the strength nor the height that I had so he didn't get very far. I hated being touched by fuck faces and so my rage intensified, I reached back, grabbing the back of his neck and threw him over the front of me so hard I managed to break his neck in the process, oh well. I spun around and slit another's throat and then plunging the knife deep into the heart of the dick who managed to punch me in the ribs. The wolf that was to the left flew at me and knocked us both to the ground, he managed two punches to my face and then looked up behind me and ran in that direction. I jumped up and saw Josie join the others and realised that was who he was after, i assumed that because they had obviously gone slightly mad without an alpha, they'd obsessed over the last thing they'd remembered their dead alpha being involved with and that was Josie.

I didn't even get so far as two steps when she ran at him, rage filling her face as she recognised him. She shocked everyone including me when she shifted into wolf form, nothing but a black blur of fur as she launched herself onto him and began tearing chunks from his face. He screamed and tried to fight but it was pointless, she was no longer as weak as when I'd first met her, the vampire Marcus we'd worked with once had helped train her to fight, and it had seemed to give her way more confidence then I'd thought possible, she was now considered as high as me, it helped being mated to me, she'd always be an omega at heart but I felt proud as she tore his throat out before finally climbing off him to come and meet me. I stroked her head and whispered, “I'm so sorry sweetheart, I didn't want you to know about this.” She shook her head, licked my hand and I followed her back into the house.

Once back to human form and dressed she turned to me and smiled, “don't worry Jason, it's not your fault they came here, besides at least I can relax now, knowing that there are no more of those assholes waiting for me out there. That was all of them, and you can stop looking at me like I'm going to have a break down.” 
Grabbing the back of her neck I pulled in against my chest and held her tight. Just then the kids came running in.
“Daddy, daddy, what was going on outside? Uncle blaze wouldn't let us see!” That was Krystal, my beautiful four year old. With big brown eyes like her mum, and half cast skin with long black hair, she was stunning to look at but an absolute tomboy, I had no doubt she'd be kicking ass later in life. Her brother Adam was six and came creeping in quietly behind her, where she was tough and confident like me, Adam was quiet and shy like Josie, again he was stunning to look at with ice blue eyes like mine had I been born with less wolf, half cast skin that made them stand out and thick black hair. 

I picked Krystal and Adam up in each arm and held them close, “nothing you'd be interested in, just boring grown up stuff. Who wants ice cream with sweets on top?” They both squealed in delight and I managed to give them each a kiss on the cheek before they wriggled from my arms and raced to the kitchen. I laughed along with Josie and we had no choice but to follow before they'd help themselves.
It was times like this, I loved my life, and I wouldn't change it for the world.


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