Chapter 8

*TRIGGER WARNING:* This chapter contains violence and some BDSM themes.

Caspian's POV

“What do you mean you couldn’t find her?” I ask Wyatt Stonefang. “She’s one little human girl. How difficult can it be?”

I haven’t been this angry in a while. Two nights ago, when I came across the dark-haired girl, I knew that she is special. I don’t know how or why yet, I just know that I want her. “She wasn’t home Alpha,” Walter, his equally useless cunt of a brother says.

I grab Walter’s arm, the right one, the one with the hideous tattoo on it, and twist it behind his back. I pull his arm upwards until I hear the satisfying pop of his shoulder dislocating. “You couldn’t track her?”

“We- We couldn’t find her scent, Alpha,” Wyatt says.

I let Walter go and kick Wyatt in the knee, shivering with excitement when his kneecap shatters. The wolf howls and goes down, clutching his leg. “Alpha! You are being unreasonable.”

“Am I?” I hiss. I bring my boot down on the already obliterated knee and grind