The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 26

His wolf must have won control, because with lightning speed, he was suddenly on top of me, trapping me with his knees next to my hips on each side of the pelt. He looked down at me, his eyes completely blackened. This mate of mine was more wolf than man, I can see it. This is why he is a Blood Alpha.

He continued snarling animalhistically as he leaned over me, and was frantically sniffing all over my neck and hair. I had to act quick, while his wolf was still in control. I pretended to let out a little moan, and he snapped his head towards me. The forest was silent, and I could swear even the lake bit its tongue.

The sound was all the consent he needed to kiss me. His lips assaulted mine in a frenzy. I closed my eyes, but I could feel his facial hair scratching my face, and it actually wasn't unpleasant. It was actually... exciting. His lips completely dominated mine, and his tongue slipped in without hesitation and explored my mouth hungrily. Being in his mouth was addicting. My lip accidentally touched his extended canines, another sign his wolf was in control. His canines were so sharp, I could feel that they had cut my lip. I could taste the blood, and I was positive that Cain could too, and he liked it. The blood excited his wolf, and he escalated the kiss even further. His hands roamed my waist and he would hold on tight, his claws coming out and digging into my torso, even breaking the skin through the clothing. I was so lost in the kiss I had almost forgotten why I had even initiated it but... holy crap. He was an animal, and I had freed the beast.

I continued kissing him, and I was thankful that my heart was already racing, as was his. Both of our hearts were thumping frantically, and I was certain that they were both beating at the exact same time and tempo. The chilly air felt like an assault on my flushed skin. The wind hit me and it felt like a kiss.

I let my canines come out, and used them to nibble on his lips, drawing a little bit of blood to distract him while I reached for the knife that I had made sure to drop right next to my side. He growled at the blood, and pushed his claws even deeper into my skin as he continued to kiss me as if he hadn't drank in years and I was water. My pulse quickened. I stabbed the knife into his collarbone hard and fast.

Blood spilled out from the wound immediately and on top of me. To my surprise, he didn't even look shocked, nor like he had just been impaled with a blade.

My panicked eyes met his calm, black eyes.

"You should start running," he said lazily, wiping the blood from his lip.

I continued running for about a minute before I could hear footfall (pawfall?) behind me. Some head start that was. Although I suppose I should be lucky he gave me one at all, considering I certainly didn't give him a warning before plunging a knife into him.

I pushed myself to go even faster, and I'm not sure I've ever ran so fast in my life. I loathed being in wolf form, but I will admit, it was pretty useful when escaping your kidnapper.

Even though I was beating my own PR, I could hear his paws thudding against the ground, not too far behind me. I knew he would catch up to me any second. Making a split second decision, I decided to shift back into human form for Plan B. If I'm being honest with myself though, this was really more like Plan K.