Iris has had a difficult life, running from her past and living like a nomad. She is not a regular wolf. She curses the Moon goddess for the gifts she possesses.The ability to heal others at least that is what she tells herself and best friend Aria. She wants nothing to do with being a wolf. She barely shifts, does not believe in mates and hates everything that has to do with packs. And she shows her disregard, with a foul mouth and attitude to match she is always landing herself and travelling companion, Aria in trouble.  Until one day she runs into a pack of ancient wolves, rumored to be extinct. The first wolves made by the Moon goddess, and finds out the Alpha of the pack is her mate.

And ofcourse she wants nothing to do with him and he wants everything to do with her. But He is not one to be toyed with, brutal and heartless( and that's just being modest). He refuses to let her disrespect him and will go to any extent to ensure she submits to his every will, thankfully she can't die. 

But a war is coming and it's out of this world, Malik and Iris are the only ones that can stop it, and they don't know it yet. Will they be able to push their differences away and let the Moon goddess finish what she started or will they be too pig-headed and stubborn to fall in love?

Iris: Werewolf wars.

"I can't, please I'm about to die" I groaned. 


"Iris, we're just outside the pack lands we haven't even gotten to the training yet." 


"Huh?" I panted "what the hell am I going to need training for?" 


He raised his brows. "Just because you can't die doesn't mean you shouldn't know how to fight." 


"Uh... I'm pretty sure that's what it means." I shook my head at him. 


"Well, I don't care you're going to be my Luna so if I say you fight, you fight." 


"Have I ever told you you're a chauvinistic asshole?" I remarked. 


"Well you are and you're living in denial because I am never going to be your Luna." With that, I took off running again, and this time I was trying to get away from him. But I could tell he was right behind me. But he didn't manage to catch me, and while I was.. could be arrogant I wasn't that confident with my running. But he wasn't grabbing me. At a point, I could even swear I lost him. But when I heard noises in the bushes around I knew this was a game to him. I was the mice and he was the cat that had the entire situation under his control yet continued to toy with me. 


But I didn't dare stop. At this point, I didn't even know where I was running to but I knew that I was running. And I continued to run. 


"Ahh!" I screamed as he rammed into me from behind. 


"Got you!" His deep voice rumbled from behind me. 


"Oh yes, we here." He said, getting up and pulling me up to my feet. 


I looked around and I realized what he did. 


"You have got to be kidding me." I huffed. 


We have reached the Training ground. That son of a bitch! He made me run as my life depended on it. 


As soon as we reached I knew why this pack was strong. There had to be more than 560 wolves training both Male and females trained Together. It was brutal. Everyone stopped and stared at us as we arrived and in sequence, the first wolf slammed this fist against its chest and howled. Then they all followed suit. The next thing bones started cracking my goodness! They were all shifting, for some people It was quite painful but you could tell they were new shifters. 


By the time they were all shifted. I had no words, they looked magnificent all the different colors of majestic fur, even my mind was thoughtless. Malik looked down at me but I couldn't look back at him. This was... wow. 


All of a sudden he wasn't beside me anymore but flying down into the pit where all the wolves waited for him. 


He dashed in the middle of them and began to fight. My jaw dropped, he didn't even shift! Was he trying to kill himself? 


I was screaming inside, I had never felt so scared in my entire life but this was what I wanted right? I mean I hated his guts right? 


They were all running at him in no particular order and he was managing to keep them away. It started to get more and more dangerous as the older higher ranking wolves came at him. 


I bit my lips and clutched my already tight pants to keep from screaming. My animal instinct to protect him pushed to the surface. Barring and clawing to take control. Oh no no, not gonna happen I began to fight for control. I have never felt this kind of conflict within myself it was unnerving. 


I didn't like it at all. But I didn't have to worry too much. Not long he was done, and he came out of the den and stepped back beside me. The wolves all barred their necks in submission and shifted back. 


"Iris?" Malik called to me as I shook with rage, hot pure rage. I couldn't think for much longer next it was my bones cracking, I cried out and my clothes ripped. 


"Iris, what are you doing?" Malik asked looking amused. I barked challenging him, then I lunged.


Chapter sixteen: Cat and rat.