Chapter 5

• ~Flashback~
• Four Years Ago…
• “Dylan, this is dangerous. We shouldn’t be sneaking around this place. I hear some bad people hang around this club and you can’t even get in without an invitation. I have an MMA fight tomorrow. I need to get some rest, so I’m fresh for the fight.”
• “Shut up. I have word there’s a werewolf clan that hangs out here,” he said as he looked for the club entrance, patting his hands on the wall as if some magic entrance would appear. “Besides, I already got the password to get in. Benny, from the gym, gave it to me.”
• Rolling her eyes and shaking her head, she couldn’t believe this was happing. “That’s crazy. There’s no such thing as werewolves. Benny thinks he’s a goth. He’s just a weirdo with a vampire fetish.”
• “No, werewolf, and he’s one of them. How do you think he got so strong, so fast?”
• With arms crossed over her chest, she was about fed up with this crazy talk as she followed behind her boyfriend. “One night he got lucky during a full moon and won a fight, and he convinced you he was a cursed wolf. He usually sucks, so think he was just pulling your leg.”
• Grabbing her by the hair, he scowled. “If you don’t want another ass beating before the fight tomorrow, I suggest you shut the fuck up.”
• Pulling away, she pleaded, “Ouch! You’re hurting me. Let go.”
• Shoving her away. “Fine. Shut up and look for the door.”
• As they touched across the wall, someone at the end of the dark alley stepped from the darkness. A group from the club walked out, staring at them. Seeing their shining wolf-like eyes, Anna stepped behind her boyfriend for protection, because this was far from normal.
• “Are you Dylan?” said a tall man in black leather, his black hair falling around his face.
• “Yeah. Benny sent me. He said you can help me.”
• Looking them over, the tall man curled his lips when he saw Anna cowering behind him. “Is that the girl you plan to enslave?”
• “Yeah. I’ll use her for my first turn.”
• “Good, we’re having a blood ritual tonight, and she’ll do fine. We have your first kill waiting for you inside.”
• Anna jumped back. “Blood ritual?”
• Dylan turned, grabbing her, and shoving her to the men. “This one needs to be taught some manners. So, let’s get started.”
• “I like your enthusiasm,” said a woman from the group, adorned in red fetish wear. “Usually, humans don’t want this curse.”
• Dylan just laughed. “Why wouldn’t I? I get to live forever plus became a badass. I don’t really see a downside.”
• Anna cried as two men grabbed her. “Dylan, what’s going on?”
• “I told you. Werewolves are real. Show her.”
• Turning only their face, Anna witnessed the snarling teeth of two ferocious wolves. Before her nightmares beyond her wildest dreams.
• Screaming into the darkness, she was pulled into the dark club, surrounded by loud, booming techno trance music. Everyone watched as her body was taken to a stone in the center of the room. Chained to the ritual bed, she screamed for help, but it fell on deaf ears. There was no one to help. No one to save her. Dylan had served her up to the devil’s lair, and she would be turned into a slave for his bidding.
• Strapped to the stone and crying, she watched as they led him to the stage where he was introduced to the clan of murderous wolves.
• A man stepped up, with a dominating presence like none other. “I am Valor, your Alpha. Your leader. Tonight, we bring new blood to your pack. A willing human who has agreed to join us. Let us start the ritual by transforming our comrade and giving our gift of immortality.”
• As the crowd cheered, the man ascended on Dylan, biting his shoulder and licking the wound closed. Dylan cheered as if he was at a rock concert. That was until the poison took effect. As his body was filled with venom, his human soul died, then renewed with werewolf life.
• Within moments, Anna’s voice had lost all sound as her screams begged for mercy. She watched on as the club’s roof was opened just enough to let the full moon shine down on their new demon-wolf brethren and his body altered into a ferocious beast.
• Jumping from the stage, he leaped onto the stone, ready to take Anna as his slave bride for eternity.
• “No, please! Don’t do this!” she begged.
• Valor laughed with wicked joy as he yelled over the microphone. “I love his excitement, but you forget, Dylan. You must go by the ritual rules to be part of our clan. Take your kill!”
• Dylan’s wolf’s form tuned to the stage where Anna’s best friend was strapped to the wall. The one person left in her life who cared and tried to get her away from her abusive relationship on numerous occasions. The one person who still stood in his way of owning her completely.
• “Nate! No!”
• Looking into his friend’s eyes, the man gave a brave smile to his friend. “It’s okay, Anna. Don’t be afraid. I love you to the moon.”
• “And back,” she replied just before Dylan descended on the man who had been her friend since first grade.
• The vicious attack was more than she could take as she turned her head away. With amusement, a clubgoer grabbed her face, forcing her to watch her friend die. She witnessed as the blood drained from his body and he fell limp, just before the man who had raped and abused her for months turned back to her. She would be his slave for eternity, forced to take the abuse forever and there was nothing she could do.