The Blue-eyed Wolf In The Woods novel Chapter 73

"Dom, I'm not sure what games your talking about... What do you mean eat me up? Arr...re you... are you feeling okay?" I stuttered beginning to fear for my life. There was no way I could win in a fight against Dom. Even though I should be turning tonight. He was definitely bigger, and stronger.

He came closer and ripped my collar of my flannel open, revealing my new mark that Travis had given me, only two nights ago.

"You little slut. You think I don't know about you and your little lover boy, who follows you around? You think I can't fúcking smell him on you?!?" He snarled at me.

"Dom, what are you talking about? You're acting crazy!" I screamed backing up, and trying to get away from him.

"You know what I'm talking about. I'm not stupid Krystal. I know you two have been planning some shit to get me to surrender. I'll show that little piece of shít, never to mess with Dom Larson." He started creeping towards me slowly.

I backed away quickly, but I bumped into an end table by his bed, dropping red solo cup in the process and almost falling over, because I started to feel woozy.

Why the hell was I dizzy? That didn't make sense... was in changing right now?

No, I didn't feel like I was transitioning yet...

I needed to get out of here.

I needed to find Travis.

I started to run towards the door, but the room swayed and I saw two doors, not knowing which was the real one.

"Ohh, wow. That took longer than I thought Krystal, I guess you have a stronger immune system than most."

I used all the effort and strength left in me to throw his hand off of me and head for the door. I still couldn't see straight, but if I could just make it to the door and scream. If I could just just figure out how to make my brain and eyes cooperate, maybe I could even send Travis a mind link message, but I couldn't seem to stand on my own two feet.

"I don't think sooo little one!!!" I felt his sweaty, nasty hands grope around my torso, touching me and ripping part of my shirt as I tried to wrench myself free. He yanked on my hair and whipped my head back to face him. "Let's speed things along, shall we?" He said with a terrifying laugh. He covered my mouth with a musty, chemical smelling cloth, holding it tightly over my face.

The last thing I saw was his face scrunch in into an evil sounding cackle before my while world went black.

I could feel Krystal's presence within me as I watched her from the edge of the woods. She was too far from my protection for me to feel comfortable. The only thing keeping me sane was that I could still feel her mind as I eyed her hips swaying in those way to tight jeans. That pup better not lay a finger on her or I will be sure to rip his head off, then and there.

I had my pack surrounding his house. My father and grandfather were standing to my left in their midnight colored wolves. They resembled me very much, except I now towered over both of them, and they had started to grow more grey throughout their coats. My Beta Derek was to my right, his caramel colored wolf was a little smaller than me, but he still stood tall and proud, and to his right was my next in command, my Gamma, Brett. Those two had been like brothers to me growing up. They've been with me through everything I've gone through with Krystal and they know how important she is to me, and to us as a pack. They've been there whenever she's in trouble, helping me, or even warning me if they find her hurt or in danger. They are the only two I truly trust with keeping Krystal safe, and the only two deserving of the position.