Chapter 3

I decided to add onto the last part of the last chapter, so here it is...

"Bueno. Hasta luego Audrey." Jackson yells back, from where I presume the kitchen is. Fat ass. Though, I'm not the one to judge. When I'm not being a royal, I'm sitting in my room playing COD and eating Takis, tacos, churros, or churritos.( okay, see you later Audrey.)

As I'm making my way to my car, I start putting my hair in a messy bun. When I open my car door, I had the most brilliant idea of all time: get McDonald's on the way back. With that idea in mind, I start my car and drive to the town nearby. I go to GameStop, the best place ever. I walk in, and am met with the smell. You know, best smelling thing ever? Ya! My erasthai. Sensing that my mate was in the room with me, I growl lowly; my lycan wanting to stake a temporary claim on him before anyone else does.

As I'm walking, I smell his scent going into two different directions. Confused and conflicted, I head over to the smell on the right. When I see a she-wolf, I get even more confused. Why would my mate, a lycan by the smell of him, have sex with this she-wolf? When I realize he had sexual intercourses with her, I drop my keys, anything and everything that was in my hands were now deposited on the floor; by now long forgotten. I feel anger. White, hot, searing and boiling anger. I run outside, turning around, looking for a forest, trees, anything, and run to it. As soon as I am at the forest line, I shift into my firey red lycan form. Standing on my two back legs, I growl, hiss, anything to call the she-wolf to me.

You see, I was given an extra gift. I can call anything and everything I want to me. So, me wanting to call the she-wolf over is something I can easily do. My lycan, Caroline, wants that she-wolf's blood, she needs it. Caroline sees this she-wolf as a threat to our mate. Not physically of course, just that she might take him away from me and Caroline.

I watch from the trees, waiting for the she-wolf to exit the game store and come to me. I wait a minute, seeing her walk towards the doors, being held back by MY mate, I growl and hiss at her, making her fight and break away from my mate. I watch, as my mate looks confused, as if deciding to stay, or follow after the blonde she-wolf.

I growl lowly in satisfaction, watching my mate walk back in the store with a shrug. He is truly beautiful. He has brown, almost black looking hair with what looks like dazzling, electric blue eyes. Hissing with delight, I wait for the blonde she-wolf to be a couple of feet away from me before I pounce on her, making sure to tumble her back into the woods, where not many, if any see me put the mark of a royal on her arm, along with breaking a bone or two in a warning-type of way.

Nodding at myself for the plan, I follow through with it. Making a royal mark a couple of inches above her wrist, before breaking both arms and her ring, middle, and pointer finger, all on her right hand.

While me and my lycan are busy hissing with delight, the she-wolf is having silent screams;which are my doing to not attract unwanted attention. Feeling as if I should help her, I drag her before I feel like dropping and leaving her behind to run back home, even though I have a car, my lycan needs to blow off some steam, just so I don't have to touch the nasty thing anymore.

Not wanting to let her die and not have anyone see the precious royal mark I made on her just mere minutes before, I leave her at the tree line. My lycan, taking full control now, stomps on her arm, making a shrill scream come out of her.

Caroline! That's enough. If we kill her we will be in big trouble. I might not be able to let you out for a while if we do get in trouble. We don't want that. Leave her and let's go.

Audrey. This is the only time. One warning and that is it. I don't care for punishments if it involves mate. We leave for now. If she has his scent again, I will tear her to shredsssssssss. Caroline hisses, getting mad at the end of her words.

Agreeing with Caroline, we leave her be. Running through the woods as a lycan, though not having control of your being. It's like watching a movie and seeing things through their eyes. Sitting on a couch or just watching from the inside. That's what I'm doing.

Though sometimes it is not to good. Your lycan can block you out, making it really hard to get back in control. That's why you have to keep a tad bit of control when your lycan is in control of your body.

Running full speed to the house, I am vaguely aware of Jackson trying to mind link me. I ignore him though, already knowing that I'll see him in a few minutes, two at the most. Focusing on nothing but everything, I start to run as fast as I can, trying to get the barbie out of my head. Although watching her wither in pain makes me feel high, I know that I might have to see her during school tomorrow. By my scent, you can already tell that I'm a full-blooded lycan. If you pay close enough attention, you can smell the royalty scent mixed with my full-blooded lycan scent.

Getting knocked out of my thoughts, well...quite literally. Jackson, by the smell of the lycan, knocked into me, sending me flying onto the ground. Not feeling like playing today, I snap at him; something I hardly ever do. He stands back, shock clearly written all over his face.

Growling warningly at him, I make my way to the house, and jumping through an open window. That open window just has to be Jack's, which is what I guess he jumped out of.

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