Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

I know Rowan is stupid, but I didn't expect him to be dumber than a street dog.

He only had a few back up from his kind, but half of them were now on the floor. People were going crazy inside the restaurant as I stumbled on my table and grabbed Elaine's wrist to get her out of this place. However, a blonde Hearteater kicked my knees and pounced on Elaine's face. And my wife was thrown away from my grip.noveldrama

Words have no place in a fight to the death. My vision blurs and I no longer fucking care who I'll kill. Anyone who tries to intervene me will fucking die.

I lunged at Rowan but fainted at the last second. He goes whistling past me. Rowan encircled me first before his hands stretched out to grab me.

I leap onto Rowan like a howler monkey. When he throws his hands up into my hair and yanks, bending over and trying to flip me off, I cling for dear life, viciously digging my nails into him as hard as I can, tightening my grip like a freaking boa constrictor. He spins and rushes backwards. I don't even realize what he's doing until he slams me into the wall behind and my grip almost loosens and I almost fall off for a second.

Gasping for breath, I tighten my arms at the last second and keep hold of him. "You are wishing for your own death!"

"Get off of me," he snarls, twisting and throwing himself into a forward roll. I fly over his head and shoulders and fall off of him-but I grab onto the sides of his face as I do, dragging him with me. He lets out a strangled grunt of pain and staggers, dropping to all fours, clutching the deep red gouge marks I've left on his face. I rolled away from his body, my fingers stained with his black blood. The blood of Hearteaters.

I'm panting and sweaty and my hair is getting all in my eyes now. I feel like an animal, blood in my mouth and on my hands. But what can I do? I'm in a life-or-death situation and I don't care how the hell I look.

I get to my feet and try to rush at Rowan again but he grabs me from behind and another blonde Hearteater wields my face. I can tell he's going to try to snap my neck. Panic flares up in my body and power explodes out of me along with a strangled shriek of fear. I prefer my neck unsnapped, thank you very fucking much.

And fire coiled within me, clawing its way out. Of course, how the shit could I forget that I can summon fire and ice?!

I opened my palms wide and fire erupted from my bare hands. Everyone ducked and sought shelter under tables and chairs.

While both Rowan and the blonde Hearteater are still on the ground, I dive for the Hearteater nearest to me and straddle his lower body, drawing my fist back and punching him in the face with as much force as I can muster, allowing my power to flow out along with my punch. I hear

something crack and blood gushed from his nose.

"Oops, I think I've broken your nose, dear boy."

And then I swung another punch. And another. And another. Until my hands were fucking numb and reeking of rusty scent of blood.

Rowan suddenly flips out the arm of a broken table near him and sends it spinning at me. Now this is what I'm talking about. My blood sings with the sudden adrenaline and I throw myself to the side while throwing my hands out at the broken arm of the table. I hit the ground hard and rolled, leaping back to my feet and am pleased to see that I managed to blast the broken arm of the table away from me with my wind powers. It clatters to the ground and Rowan lunges at me, scooping it up on the way-

And then we're fighting furiously. Again.

He's definitely the faster one, but I am a more trained fighter than him. I just hope so.

This two-century old monster has agility and coordination and strength on his side. His punches graze me, yes. But I have speed and elemental powers on my end so I blast him to the wall. I manage to blast him away from me almost every time he tries to land a hit. Yet, he manages to hit me once and I fly backward and hit the ground hard. Very hard.

He freezes and calls, "Is that Elaine?" but I roll over onto my belly and throw my hands out, close them as if I'm grabbing his ankles, yanking them towards me. He slams backwards, hitting the floor hard and I drag him towards me. He lets out a curse as I climb on top of him and pull my fist back-and it hits the broken arm of the table as he pulls it in front of his face.

I hit the broken arm of the table with both my fist and my powers, blazing fire coiling in my arm, and the shock vibrates through me, almost knocking my teeth out. He throws me off and yanks me to my feet, shoving me away from him. He's definitely not going easy on me but I can see from his expression that he's worried about hurting me--but I fucking know he's being sarcastic. "Painful, isn't it?" He is mocking me.

The thought fuels me to assault him even harder. I'm going to freaking kill him brutally. Slowly. However, my vision almost blacks out when Rowan throws the broken arm off the table and my vision blurs again. I saw him forcefully get the ice cream freezer, and throw it up towards Elaine, who froze in her place adjacent to where I was standing.

It sliced empty air, barely missing the edge of her shirt as she stepped aside. Elaine held her breath. I shifted my weight and blocked Elaine's view, hoisting my arms as a shield. "Fuck, that scared me off!" I mumbled under my breath.

"Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded and looked at Rowan, who's smirking behind me. The expression on her face might have been a scowl, if she had been a little less regal. Maybe because Rowan was embarrassed that he didn't crush her with the freeze or maybe because I wasn't crushed by the freezer as I sprint towards Elaine.

But with the way I was standing, somehow looking down her nose at him in spite of being a foot shorter, it just looked like dignified distaste. "Yes, I am. I am not a damsel in distress."

Elaine ducked and dove, putting increased effort into not being cornered, but I already commanded Jose via our mind link to her out of here before I could kill him because he wasn't doing his job well.

Well, maybe not since he's the only bestfriend I have I ever have.

When I turned around, Rowan was already captured and the rest of my pack was holding Rowan's kind in defeat. Immediately, I walk towards him and look at him dead straight in the eye. "We're declaring war."

He snarls, "My pleasure."

"Inform everyone, then."

"Why don't you tell him? In fact, Stella's Soul pack is infamous for being formal and follows the rules so shitfully well."

I ignored what he just said and flashed him a smile with gritting teeth, "Listen. I will kill all of you. You understood?"

He smirked, pretended to be afraid. "You can't." My forehead furrows when his gaze lands behind me. Turning around, I saw Elaine's confused face. "Before the war starts, she will be back to who she is. Who she really was..."

I braced myself as Rowan continued. "She's Eliane, Tyler. The motherfucking Forest

Queen, Mother of Hearteaters, and the Lady of the Dark of the Moon."

Then Rowan snatched her away from me as I descended into darkness.