26

***ISBERLT.***

The echoes of my heart pounding against my chest is loud in my ear as I turn around in my stand, my eyes going over the wolves that bar their fangs at me; looking ready to devour me.

Who the fuck are they? And where are they from?

Anger oozes in me at the realization that Katniss lied! She fucking lied, and set me up! There's no Alpha King, or Rio, or Eric around here. She brought me here to be killed, and I can't believe I fell into it.

She knows what she was doing; she planned everything well, and made me believe she was truly ordered to summon me though I had my doubts.

Katniss is one of the most dangerous women I've ever met, Isberlt.

You shouldn't attract her attention because that will only get you into trouble. I know you always have the urge to retaliate, but you shouldn't in this case. Keep to yourself if you don't want to get into trouble, Isberlt.

This will be my first, and last warning to you. Next time it'll be something you'll regret, because trust me; I do not speak. I act.

I underestimated her truly, and she played me well.

"Who the hell are you guys?" I scream, and receive growls, and roars in response as they all stalk towards me like predators that's found their prey, and in this situation, I think they have.

I look behind me, and I'm met with complete darkness before taking my gaze before me; the packhouse far from reach.

"Get away from me!"

I snarl, shifting backwards, only to hear a growl behind me which causes me to scurry forward, silent sobs falling through my parted lips.

If I make it out of here — which I doubt I will even, because there's no fucking way in hell I'm taking down five wolves all by myself. Even if Raelyn were with me, I wouldn't have been able to — Katniss is going to fucking regret this.

I let out a scream, walking backwards as my feet trip over the other, and I fall flat on my back, the black wolf climbing over me; barring his fangs at me with his claws trailing over my face; bruising the skin while the other strolls around us.

There's no escape from this.

***KATNISS.***

I let out a laugh as I hear another scream cut through the thick air, coming from the forest.

That bitch thinks she's fucking smart. How dare she say those things to me? How dare she try to get close to the Alpha King? The man that I took years to gain his attention, and finally have me become his woman after several trials. Now that I've finally got him within my grasp, this bitch is trying to seduce him! A bitch that's nothing but a betrayer, and a damn slave that should be killed for her actions!

I will not sit and watch that slave take Theodore away from me! Theodore is mine, and nobody's else's! Any woman that tries to cross that lane will have me to answer to.

"How did it go?"

Peters says, bringing my attention to him as he walks towards me, and I jerk my head towards the thick forest. "Exactly how I said it'll go. I thought you said the girl is smarter than she looks; she's nothing but dumb. Funny she believed me, and followed me here after I threatened her. " I shake my head with a chuckle, and Peter looks behind me towards the thick forest.

"Trust me, she's smarter than you think. If we hadn't planned it well, she would know. "

His words are interrupted by the sound of a scream coming from the forest, and he meets my gaze with a smile covering his face.

"Are you sure it can't be heard from the packhouse?" I question him, fear creeping through my veins. If the Alpha King knows of what I've done; I don't even want to think about that. There's no way he will know. By the way, he comes to find out that she's missing, she will be dead with no one to blame for her death.

"It can't, I confirmed. "

Peter smirks at me, and I nod, only for my smile to disappear when a thought crosses my mind.

Fuck! Why did I not think of that? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!

"What's wrong?" Peter asks, noticing my uneasiness, and I shake my head, rubbing my palms against each other to calm down the thumping of my heart as I say, "She was with Heather when I told her Theodore asks for her. If the Alpha King finds out she's missing, he will ask Heather because they are so close, and Heather will... Oh my god! Why didn't I think of this!"

"You should calm down, " Peter chuckles, and I snap my gaze to meet his. Why is he so fucking calm, and collected? We will both be in fucking trouble if this gets out. "I know how to handle Heather, and you should too. The most important thing is that we got her here without anyone else noticing, keeping Heather shut is only a piece of cake. Leave that to me. " He smiles, and I nod, letting out a sigh of relief.

I guess I made the right decision choosing him as my partner in this.

"And now that we are done getting rid of her," He moves closer to me, grabbing hold of my waist, pulling me flush against his body, and I lift my brows at him, my gaze moving down to where his skin make contact against my body.

"What do you think you're doing?" I question him even though I know exactly what he's trying to insinuate. "I'm the Alpha King's woman. "

Peter laughs at that, and I wonder what's so funny. "You're not his woman, Katniss. Please don't get ahead of yourself, you're only his mistress."

"Remove that hand right now. "

I warn, jerking my head to where he wrapped his hand around my waist.

"Okay then, " He says, letting go of me, and I smooth my hands down my dress, glaring at me. "I guess I'll just go tell the Alpha King what's happened here. I promise you that he'll find my words interesting. " A smirk is etched to the bastard's face, and my hand itches to smack him across the face.

"Are you threatening me, Peter?"

I lift my brows, and he shrugs. "I don't know. Do you feel threatened?" You have got to be fucking kidding me.

"He won't believe your words, Peter, " I smirk, shaking my head, "You have enough trouble to deal with already, so why will he believe your words over mine?"

"Then I'm guessing he will believe the words of a woman that's been with him for years, who also happens to be extremely close to the said victim. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a mission to carry out. "

He winks, and turns around in his stand, walking towards the packhouse.

Without thinking, my hand shoots out to grab hold of him, and he peeks at me over his shoulders with his brows lifted.

Biting my lips, I feel my body tremble from the embarrassment that shakes through me as I say, "Fine. You can go one round. "

"Two rounds, or nothing more. "

He retaliates, and I scowl at him, hating myself for the word that slip through my parted lips.

"Fine. "

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