Unscented (Emilia and Wesley) novel Chapter 53

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I jutted my claws in her chest when I was a foot in the air, her powers suddenly leaving her. I dropped onto her, my weight causing the air to leave her lungs as my claws were still in her chest. I twisted them, before pulling them out and looking at her dead eyes. “For the daughter you should’ve treated better,” A slice down her arm, my wolf howling at the revenge for his mate. “For the pain you caused your own flesh and blood.” ~

A slice along her cheek, my canines extending. I wanted to rip her throats out right here, but she deserved to suffer. “For the love of my life, and the fact she had your goddamn genes.” I clawed slowly trough her throat, watching as her mouth filled with her blood. She grinned at me slowly, her teeth covered in her blood. She lifted herself up as close to me as she could, her dead eyes gleaming at she spoke to me. “She has my genes, and so will your children.”

She grinned as her heart stopped below me, a disgusting grin on her face as she died. Even as I removed myself from her, she was grinning. It was

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awful, disturbing, something I hope Emilia would

never see. I looked up just to see Jarred staring at me, before glancing back at Emilias mother and darting to the house. I growled as I began to run after him,

before I was tackled by two other wolves. I fell down a hill, the wolves below me and we tumbled to a field where most of the fighting was going on. I growled as I ripped one of the wolves throats out, the other latching on my hide.

I growled as I ripped it off, blood falling off of my hide as I ripped into the wolf. I roared out into the field as I began ripping through each wolf, blood and dead bodies seeming to fly everywhere. This pack was no match for us, and when they finally realized that some stood down. They shifted into their human forms and bowed down in submission, and I let them. My fight wasn’t with their pack, but the Alpha that led them to their doom. I growled at the remaining fighting wolves when the wind blew, bringing with me a smell I had missed so much. I spun around and saw her, my beauty, my love, my mate.

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He was beautiful, covered in blood and dirt. His sandy hair, his blue eyes, even as he stared at me like I was a dream, he was beauty and danger and I was filth and the dirt beneath his fingernails. But yet he loves me. I took a single step towards him, and that broke him of whatever trance he was in. In a flash I was in his arms, tears streaming down my face faster than I ever thought possible. I clutched onto him as if he was my life line, my heart beat, although he practically was. “I’m here.” I whispered as he clutched onto me with every fiber of his being, as if I would dare leave his side. right now.

He kissed every inch of my skin on my neck, inhaling my scent as deep as he could. I laughed a small chuckle as I gave him a grin, lifting his head to look at me. Pain radiated from my stomach as I stared at him, the blood still falling from my cuts. I tried to pay no mind to my broken bones and aching skin, but every time he touched me it brought forth new waves of pain. I tried focusing on his face, imprinting the image into my head so I would never dare to forget. He had a small cut along his cheek, but it just simply reminded me of the many wounds I had.

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“As much as I absolutely love and adore you, I’m slightly injured, and would really like to talk to a doctor right now.” He growled fiercely then, picking my up as a husband would to his new bride, and began sprinting to the pack doctor. I grit my teeth at the jostling of my wounds, but goodness gracious did they hurt like a bitch. He finally found the pack doctor treating warriors and practically shoved me to him, earning a growl from me. “Treat her and worry of them later.” I growled at him again before moving to the side, swatting at Wesley. “No, finish treating him and then treat someone else if they’re in worse shape than me.” Idiot.