Chapter Eight

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I sat in my tree and looked around when I heard thundering paws. I crouched on the branch as five wolves ran beneath me. Two of them walked into the territory whilst the other three stayed underneath my tree. They don't know I'm here. Yet. I watched as the other two wolves shifted back, got dressed and walked into the pack house. The three below me shifted back and put pants on. They sat on the ground and started chatting, unaware that they had an audience.

"Who's the Alpha here again? I feel like it keeps changing." The blonde asked.

"It's Alpha Damien. He became the Alpha about 3 years ago for like a day then it went back to his dad. He became the Alpha again a few months ago." The brunette told him.

"Oh. Why did it go back to his dad?" Damn this blonde is curious.

"No idea. I don't think anyone knows." The other guy answered. He seems to be quite a bit taller than the other two. I chuckled silently to myself. It's play time.

"I know what happened." I said. Their eyes snapped up to meet mine, an evil grin on my face. They shot to their feet and growled at me.

"Why are you here, rogue?" The tall one seethed. I chuckled. I jumped off the branch and landed almost silently on my feet. I approached the tall one and got really close.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I whispered. His hand shot out and grabbed my throat. I gasped lightly.

"Kinky." My canines extended and I licked them slowly. I slowly ran my hands up his stomach and they stopped on his chest. I could see his resolve flicker. His hand tightened around my neck with a growl. I could hear Jordan chuckling in my mind. She was enjoying this just as much as I was.

"You said you knew what happened to Alpha Damien." I looked over at the blondie as he spoke.

"It's about his mate. You should ask him." I purred.

"Are you threatening Alpha Damien's mate?" The tall one asked with a low growl. I turned my attention back to him.

"If I was, you'd know. You wouldn't have to ask." I taunted. I'm having too much fun. I suddenly pulled my arm back and punched him in the jaw. He released my neck and looked shocked before jumping at me. The other two joined in. It only took me about 15 minutes to have them all on the floor groaning in pain. I went over to the tall one and picked up his head.

"You would have been so fun to play with." I whispered in his ear before biting his ear lobe. I dropped his head and ran to a different tree and quickly climbed it. My scent has been hidden since I died so I don't have to worry about then sniffing me out. 15 minutes later I heard walking and I watched as the two wolves that went inside approached the border. As soon as they saw the other they ran to them.

"What happened?" The oldest one asked. He had an Alpha vibe.

"Rogue. She beat us." Blondie told him. The Alpha looked angry.

"One girl rogue beat up my three best fighters." He turned back to the pack house.

"Damien!" He yelled out. I watched as a concerned Damien ran over. He was right under my tree.

"What happened?" He asked as he looked around.

"Apparently there's a rogue hanging out around your borders and she beat up my men." The other Alpha spat. Damien's eyes widened.

"I don't understand how. We do sweeps regularly." He said, defending himself quickly.

"Clearly not regularly enough. We're leaving." The Alpha helped his men to their feet and they all limped away. I was greatly amused. Damien ran his hand down his face with a sigh.

"Oh, Damien." I looked over to see Ryan.

"Ryan? Why are you out here?" Damien asked. Ryan's eyes widened.

"I uhh..." He couldn't think of an excuse. Damien narrowed his eyes.

"Did you know about the rogue that hanging around the border?"

"Uhh..." Ryan, you're blowing our cover here. In a second Damien had Ryan pushed against the tree by his throat. I was instantly angry. No one man handles my brother. I jumped down out of the tree and push Damien off of him. Sparks instantly ignited in my hands when I touched him. He was thrown to the floor by my strength. I turned back to Ryan who was coughing and cradling his throat.

"Are you ok?" I asked gently. He nodded. I turned to Damien.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" I demanded. He was as pale as a sheet. His eyes rolled back into his head and he fainted.

Wasn't what I intended to do but hey, works just as well.

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