The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 28

It was only a few years ago that Blake found a new obsession that would stop her from going bloodthirsty. Writing. If she didn't write she only feared that her need for the thrill of a kill would consume her. She had to distract herself at every second of the day.

Blake couldn't really understand why she loved to fight, the thrill to kill, or even the enjoyment of a good bloodshed. Maybe it was a good thing for the moon goddess to put this old girl down before she becomes the new Beast King or Beast Queen for that matter.

Blake cleaned the mess she made and washed her hands in the kitchen sink. She looked out the little window, staring out into the backyard.

Ten days, she thought.

Ten days stood between now and the day of the Hunt. Ten days.

How could this have happened? She said to herself before leaving the kitchen.

She was about to walk up the stairs to her office to write when a loud bang hit again her front door.

With a sigh, Blake opened the door and a very panic omega at her door. "Beta Blake... The King..." the boy panted, "was attacked... Hunters," the boy forced his words out as he took deep breaths.

But at that moment, Blake didn't hear anything else that the boy said but grabbed her keys by the door and ran out the door to jump into her ram.

Blake speeds down the roads toward the clinic and rushed into the building in a panic.

How could this happen? How could this have happened? Hunter? The Hunters are close. Ross, I need to find Ross. If those Hunters hurt him, I'll kill them all.

Blake turned to a corner and found Ross pacing in the hallway. Blake felt some relief that her brother was fine but the hunter was still out there.

"Blake," Ross called out when he noticed her coming down the hallway. "You're here? Where have you been, I have been calling you for hours."

"I had a business day," she growled. No, it was more she ignored his call, thinking that he had something stupid to tell her. Now she regretted not answering the phone.

"What happened," Blake was annoyed, marching into the Kings room.

The only people in the room other then the King was Seth and his mother.

"Oh my," Seth's mother said with a nervous smile, "Look at the time, I should check on the unmated females. Call me if you need me, " she said making her way to the door.

Blake scanned the large man sitting on the hospital bed with a bandage around his right arm. Blake glared at the bloodstained bandage. She gazes up to meet the Kings sleep like grin.

"Were you shot, " she growled marching up to him and ripping the bandage off before he could say anything. But to her surprise, it wasn't a bullet wound but a bite wound. A wolves bite wound.

"She's not from our pack?"

"No. She was a gray wolf and the only gray wolves in our pack are you and your brother. Unless you're saying you're the one who attacked him."

"Rouges?" She ignored his last comment.

"She smelled like she belonged to a pack, " the King spoke, letting his hand hover over the bite wound. "And yet she didn't at the same time. She was also confused."

"About what."

"When I shifted in my skin she didn't seem to understand who or what I was and when I commanded her to shift, she wouldn't. It has been bothering me."

"A she-wolf who doesn't listen to her king?" Seth whispered.

Blake threw the last file onto her desk as she leans back into her computer chair with a groan.

She couldn't believe that she had doubled check the records of all the she-wolves in her pack as well as all the information of six other packs nearby that were camping by the mating ground this year for the last day and a half.