Chapter 7 Fucking The Alpha--I

• The forest was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a natural cloak that hid everything beneath its shadows. But I wasn’t looking for the trees, or even the smell of the rain-soaked underbrush. No, I was focused on one thing: my target. The one who dared step into my territory.
• Or at least, that was the plan.
• I’d been hunting him for days, tracking every scent, every footprint. He was fast. Strong. And from the way his scent lingered on the wind—mixing with the musk of wild animal and the metallic tang of blood—he knew he was being followed.
• But he didn’t know who was following him.
• I moved silently through the brush, my muscles coiling with every step. My men had warned me about the Alpha who was trespassing on our land, but it wasn’t the usual territory dispute. No, this one was personal.
• We both had the same quarry, and for reasons I still didn’t understand, I couldn’t let him claim it first.
• His scent was getting stronger, sharper. He was near.
• I grinned to myself, the thrill of the chase seeping into my veins like a drug. I could hear him now, his breath erratic, feet crunching the leaves just ahead. But I didn’t make a sound. I was too close to let him know I was there.
• Then, the faintest growl rumbled in the distance.
• The other Alpha.
• I knew it was him—there was no mistaking the deep, guttural tone that reverberated through the trees. It wasn’t just any Alpha, it was him. The one I’d been stalking for the past few weeks, the one who’d always managed to slip away, the one who shared this same hunger for dominance.
• I should have felt a sense of rivalry, perhaps. But there was something else stirring inside me—a darker, deeper desire. Something primal that had me craving.
• I took a step forward, my senses sharpening. I didn’t need to hide anymore. He knew I was there. It was time to end this game.
• I burst through the underbrush, crashing into the clearing where the other Alpha stood, his eyes glowing like the moon itself. He was a striking figure, tall and broad, with dark fur that shimmered under the weak moonlight. But it wasn’t just his appearance that caught my attention—it was his scent, the intoxicating scent of power, of dominance.
• His golden eyes flickered over me, narrowing as our gazes locked. There was no fear in him, no hesitation. He wasn’t running anymore. Neither was I.
• "You think you can take it from me?" His voice was rough, commanding. A challenge. A statement.
• I snarled in response, a deep growl rumbling in my chest. “I don’t think. I know.”
• Without another word, we both shifted. The change was instant, brutal. My body rippled and stretched, muscles thickening beneath my skin as my wolf form overtook me. I could feel the power, the fury—feel the hunt calling louder now, the need to dominate.
• But as I faced him, I knew this wasn’t going to be just another fight. The other Alpha met me head-on, his massive wolf form barreling into me, claws swiping through the air. The force of the impact sent me stumbling back, but I didn’t falter.
• I was faster, stronger, and I would show him that.
• We collided again, teeth snapping and claws raking through the air. The sound of flesh tearing, bones cracking, filled the night as we fought—two predators locked in a deadly dance. Every blow I landed only fueled my need to overpower him. He was strong, his power matching mine with every strike, but I could feel the slightest crack in his defense.
• That was all I needed.
• In a fluid, practiced motion, I swept his legs out from under him. He went down with a snarling roar, and before he could recover, I was on top of him, pinning him to the ground with all my weight. My claws dug into his fur, my teeth inches from his throat, but I didn’t strike.
• Not yet.
• For a moment, we both just breathed, the heat of our bodies mingling in the air. His gaze locked onto mine, golden eyes burning with a fire I knew all too well.
• “Is this what you wanted?” he growled, his voice thick with anger, but there was something else there. Something... hot.
• I leaned down, my muzzle brushing against his fur as I snarled in his ear. “You had your chance.”
• Then, without warning, I shifted again. In an instant, I was back in my human form—naked, covered in dirt and sweat, but still the Alpha. Still the one in control.
• I looked down at him, my body tense, ready to finish it. His wolf was beneath me, but the man... the man was as cocky as ever, his chest heaving as he shifted, slowly, to meet my gaze.
• “You think you can dominate me like this?” he spat, his voice low. But even as he said the words, there was a flicker in his eyes. A challenge.
• “I don’t think,” I repeated, my voice growing dark. “I know.”
• Without hesitation, I moved, straddling his hips. My body pressed against his, the heat between us crackling. His muscles tensed under my touch, but I didn’t give him a chance to fight back. Not yet.
• “You’re mine now,” I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear as I claimed him, my hands pressing him into the dirt, pushing him into submission.
• He growled, his body bucking beneath me, but I was too strong. Too determined. He wouldn’t escape me—not now, not after I got him underneath me.
• My hands found his wrists, pinning them above his head as I leaned down, my breath hot against his skin.
• “You will be,” I whispered again, my voice rough with the hunger I felt for him. “You will be mine.”