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I woke up to a blinding light and blinked rapidly.

"You must admit she's a pretty thing." A voice said and another muttered in reply.

"Quiet! You dare fondle over a mutt?" A slightly familiar voice snarled and everything grew silent.

"No sir. Just making an observation." A grunted response came and I frowned.

I tried to move but found that I was tied up and the ropes burned. I hissed in pain.

"Don't try struggling mutt. Those ropes are laced with wolfsbane. It's hopeless." The man's voice said and I growled in hate.

"Let me go." I snarled.

"Oh poor little pup. I can't let you go just yet." The man chuckled and I growled darkly.

"Who are you?" I asked and a man walked into the light. His dark eyes watched me and he smiled softly.

"Darling that's none of your concern." He said in a nonchalant voice. His eyes traveled me and settled on my stomach.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. That will complicate things." He said pointing to my stomach and waggling his finger in disapproval. He strolled toward me and knelt in front of me. His hand reached out and I growled.

"Hush." He said and ran his fingers through my hair. I was shocked by the warmth and comforting feeling his hand gave me.

"Riddle me this, if you like my touch what does that make us dear?" He whispered in my face his breath fanning my lips and I wrinkled my nose at his closeness. His dark eyes stared into mine and he smiled softly. He started massaging my scalp and my eyes unpromptedly shut.

I managed to pull away and I snarl formed in my throat. The psycho laughed and sat back staring at me. His dark eyes seemed to take in of me.

"Hmm you are quite lovely." He said with a smirk. I growled but was utterly confused... it felt like my mate was touching me.

"Aww is the pup confused?" The man taunted tilting his head to the side.

"Who are you?" I growled.

"What if I told you I was your other mate? Which is unfortunate." He said with a soft shrug. My stomach flipped.

"You're lying." I spat and he chuckled and moved closer to me.

"Want me to prove it?" He asked with a glint in his eyes. I frowned.

He gripped my arms and pulled me to him. I gagged at the sparks and he chuckled and sat me on his lap. His black eyes studied my face and his hands cupped my cheeks. I tried to wriggle away but his hold was firm.

Abruptly his lips collided with mine and I gasped at the electrifying warmth rushing through my every nerve. I felt the stranger tense before pulling me harder against him. His hands gripped my waist and he deepened the kiss. I moaned softly. I was so confused but everything felt horrifyingly good and I hated it. I wanted Clayton.

The man's tongue slipped into my mouth and no matter how much I wanted to pull away I couldn't bring myself to do so. He groaned and pulled the ropes from my hands and instead of pushing him away I pulled him closer. He unbound my feet and instead of running or kicking I flung my legs around his body. He gave an approving grunt.

"Err... boss?" A voice said and for a second the man pulled away.

"Out." He ordered and I heard the opening and closing of a door. Then his lips met mine again and his hands gripped my butt before laying me down under him on the cold ground. I couldn't think straight. I wanted this man, but at the same time I desperately wanted Clayton. Clayton. Where was he?

"Where's Clayton?" I said and the man growled. He locked his dark eyes on mine.

"Back at his home. Probably forgetting about you." He said with a sad look. I blinked feeling pain pierce my heart.

"He wouldn't forget about me. He's going to find me... he loves me." I said. The stranger just shook his head.

"The Blood Wolf does not love." He retorted in a tone that made it seem as if I were crazy.

"Blood Wolf?" I asked in confusion.

"Your Clayton is the Blood Wolf. No one told you?" He said and I frowned. He sighed and shook his head.

"That's a shame. You didn't even know what a monster you were letting in between you legs." He said and I couldn't help growling.

"My mate's not a monster." I snarled and the man shook his head slowly.

"Naïve girl... I can prove it to you if you don't believe me sweetheart." He said and scrubbed his hand down his face. He suddenly started laughing.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked and the man chuckled.

"Your mate. Before you were here he was Clayton Ravenwolf, also and better yet Convel Ravenwolf. The Blood Wolf. Most feared alpha in the world. Murderous. The perfect killer... We need that alpha back Kate. We need a killer." The man said with a shrug.

"Why?"

"Because that's what the people need to see. A bloodthirsty dog. Fear is the best weapon." He chuckled.

"He's killed more than you can imagine. Especially when someone makes him mad. He's murdered whole packs by himself. Why do you think everyone decided to help you? Not just because of the threat of humans, but the threat of your mate's wrath willed them to." He said in a factual voice and his eyes studied me.

I shook my head, "No. I know my mate." I looked away from the man.

"Some just have to learn the hard way." He said and disappeared for a moment and returned with papers. He sat in front of me and began going through them. I looked on and my heart raced.

"Alpha Clayton murders Lilak Pack. Kills over eight hundred. Ravenwolf Pack is now the largest pack." He reads part of an article.

"Blood Wolf, A. C., leads pack on raid of Mamoon Pack. Alpha Phinox surrenders. Five hundred estimated dead." He tosses the paper aside.

"Blood Wolf goes on rampage at meeting of the packs. Three alphas killed along with several others." The man reads on and I frown.

"Ravenwolf Pack attacks Holand Pack no survivors..." he sighs and looks at me. My stomach was churning. It couldn't be true.

"Here." The man claiming to be my other mate said holding a laptop. Where'd the hell did he get it from?

He turned it on and started typing on it. After a moment he turned the screen to me and I gulped as I looked at a video. My heart almost stopped when I saw a young man fighting in a crowd and then a black wolf took his place. The wolf ripped into people and wolves trying to fight. Soon bodies began dropping. The camera was obviously on some sort of aircraft or drone from its angles. I watched as my mate mowed down people... so many people and then there was one left. The alpha. Clayton soon decapitated him and held his head like a trophy. The drone lowered and Clayton saw it. His younger self smirked wickedly.