Wolves of Jupiter: Rise of the White Wolf
normal reaction to my father's death would be wistful, mournful, or,
drained through his veins has been the high
n either. He feared me - coward - he feared that I was more powerful than he w
r remember the Reef Mimas. He even tried instilling the nickname the 'Conq
lex, that was why he made me stay away from Crescent. He kept her to degrade the Ganymedes, and just as
iage. Marrying her, and taking her out of the mud would have turned the Pack to our si
e our reputation, and give her more power. Yet
e didn't want me to marry Crescent, not because we'd be
shine her light of approval on me. Who would have thought that t
py noise coming from in-between my leg
whole length into her mouth and pulling out again
boring than I rem
et on my nerves, she was drooling too mu
h," I tell he
ant, it makes my hands itch for action. Pummel her face in an
" her tiny voice
y at her. Leave before I actually do tr
ving out. I know, I know, I asked her to leave, bu
s. Not very mu
gas are my playthings, that's with t
girl walks out of the r
"We hav
itement in m
im in,"
n, he takes
he's still with the Omegas who are cleaning him
t needs doing has to be done. And on
talked about, that shit was really that strong. Reef set a man on Crecent's tail, giving him the assignment of killing Crescen
gged into the room. He seemed unconscious, his whole weigh
I order
s, he fell straight to the groun
how much more powerful than my father I am, was a mo
't fucking, or torturing, or hunting, or drinking, I was stalking Crescent. So, it wasn't really rocket scienc
at sort of disrespect is this? Won't
and painfully lifting hi
companied by blood, come
rrible shape," I e
on. "Please Alpha, let me go and I will serve a
g all his promises. He'd be dead anyway, so save
low down the pool of blood in his mouth. "You too
is outgrown, his face is so bushy, one would think that he was in transformation. The tears that ran down
fath
n interrupted my words with that
ntinue. "He put you in charge of this on
cult question, as an Omega trying to work himself up through q
r his death. The late Alpha had asked me to
think about how he knew that my father was
ntion. "Did I do anything wrong? I can kill
and whimper as my Alpha aura filled the space around me. Enjoyin
smiling a very red smile. "She b
raise my heavily clawed hand in the air. Keeping it there
ste
, and chest, but the deepest, biggest gash was left on his n
y, I feed on their pains, and cries of agony. But I don't have
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