PROLOGUE
He was pushing hard into me, almost hitting my womb. My whole body shuddered from that friction, although my mind was somewhere else—focused on the reason I was here in the first place. He purred, desiring more from this intimacy. His alpha energy shimmered across the whole room and made my wolf cower. His wolf wanted to take over.
"It will be over soon," I assured my wolf.
I watched as his sweat dripped from his face down to my nipples, which disgusted me inwardly. His waist moved back and forth, wanting to explore all of me. He was moaning in pleasure while I watched. This connection only elicited soft moans at intervals from me.
His breathing choked, and his muscles stiffened. I knew what was going to happen next, but I had to stop him. If he ejaculated inside me, I wouldn't be able to accomplish my mission.
In a blur of movement, I was on top of him, which seemed to halt whatever process he was starting to initiate. He smiled, satisfied that I was taking over.
"I'm all yours," he said. I was disgusted, but I suppressed the urge to curse him as I began to ride his body.
I bent over to kiss him. That was when my hands grabbed the weapon from my pants, which was lying on the side table beside the headboard.
"My name is Carynne Andes!" I shouted as I slit his throat with my sharp silver blade. His eyes widened in shock. He held his throat as he gurgled with a mouthful of blood. I watched as his blood flowed endlessly from the cut, splashing on my face and bare body. I licked the blood from my lips, enjoying its metallic taste. I felt satisfaction and fulfillment.
"Remember this face in your next life," I whispered into his ear as I slashed his throat a second time and stabbed his chest countless times. The white sheets on the bed turned bloody. My whole body was covered in his blood; I could barely feel my skin.
That smell of blood hung in the air. I inhaled it and shut my eyes to savor its pleasing scent. One step closer to accomplishing all that I wished for.
I became an alpha huntress because of what vicious alphas did to me. I have returned for revenge. All the alphas of the packs in North Carolina will taste my rage—a promise I made to myself, my parents, and all the victims of the League conspiracies.
This is my story.
I went into the bathroom naked and had a quick cold shower to erase the blood from my flawless skin. As the cold water poured over me, I let out a laugh—so shrill, one would think I had gone mad. I made it! Indeed, I succeeded! He had been far from my reach at first, but I still lured him into my snare.
I am a were-witch, a hybrid, an outlaw. I was rejected and banished by the League because of my double heritage—the League, which I have returned to dissolve.
I will kill all alphas in North Carolina, instigate inter-pack wars to make packs disband. I will shed blood every day until I am satisfied. No werewolf will mate with me, not even the weakest. Even the pups can't quench this rage within me.
I slipped into my beautiful pink bra and thong. I had just satisfied an alpha on the bed, and getting his scent and gore off my body was the first thing I did.
He actually wanted to mark me. Ridiculous! I had been in seclusion for the past three years, training my wolf for this revenge journey. No alpha can mark me without my permission! Neither do I wish to give them my permission.
After slipping into my thick leather top and pants, I walked over to the dead alpha, who was lying in a pool of his own blood.
That alpha energy he had exuded just a few minutes ago was all gone. He was now a worthless piece of shit before me.
When I stared into his face, traces of shock and anger were written all over it. He never imagined he would die by my blade—his lover's blade.
I scoffed. He only knew how to fuck and was never deeply interested in his security—a flirt of an alpha. It was quite easy to lure him to his own death.
Using the tip of my right index claw, I absorbed his powers. This is what I do almost every day. It's a were-witch thing—one of the reasons I was labeled an outlaw by the League.
I bent over his shock-filled face, staring right into his wide, dead eyes. "Go and tell the other alphas that I'm coming for them all, one—by—one."
