Stronger

Stronger

Marcus’s POV

It was a cold night and sadly I was standing on a street corner waiting for the bags of shit to leave their titty bar.

It had been a couple of weeks since Deacon asked me to wait. Clever fox turned the bosses into the FBI and I would take the rats left out. Of course, it’d be a wolf attack and they’d claim a rogue to have done it.

Humans were very black and white like that oh if it was a wolf it had to have been a rogue. They would never think a wolf in power like me would do something like that.

It would be good to blow off some steam, I’d bought Annette a diamond necklace and she’d thrown it into the toilet. and told me to go screw myself.

You would think a girl would be more appreciative of a fine gift like that. I doubt her ex had ever bought her a gift of diamonds. That oaf probably had never bought her a gift, he’d probably only scooped her up and carried her off to his pack. I don’t know why she’d ever agreed.

They finally tumbled out of the bar drunk and stumbling and I waited a minute before pursuing them, the one good. thing about humans was that they were very fun prey.

They had almost a sixth sense that let them know when they were in danger so I’d follow them walking after them. maybe stepping in a puddle here and there so they could tell someone was behind them.

They were too drunk to actually focus on me but they’d just feel uneasy like something wasn’t right, maybe not all of them but one of them for sure. And they would tell the others to hurry up and get a move on.

I’d keep after them and watch as the nervous one would look over his shoulder and confirm it wasn’t all in his head and maybe he’d point me out to his colleagues and they’d stumble around and see me.

“Get lost pretty boy,” One of them chuckled laughing. The smart and scared one warned him off and told him to keep walking but if he was going to survive he should have stayed at home I did have a bargain to keep up.

They were now fully aware of how late it was and some other members of the group were looking over their shoulder and realizing I was still there. I know they thought they were tough but were they tough enough to withstand getting their neck torn out?

One of them hurried his steps and nudged the man next to him and I could hear them agreeing to get rid of me. I grinned a wicked grin as they turned down a dark alley and went through to a courtyard behind some buildings.

If only they knew how stupid this was they’d never have done it and I almost laughed aloud.

The une opened up his jacket and revealed a gun, “You’re gonna wanna turn around,” He told me his words slurring a bet from all of his drinking.

“You’d better have practiced with that if you want to live,” I called to him.

“There’s six of us and one of you,” a round one told me

“Is there?” I smiled as I ran up to him and snapped his neck in a quick fluid motion.

Humans really were so slow not one of them quick enough on the draw and I was up a building as they all shot at where I had just been. I watched them shoot their friend into pulp long before ever realizing that I wasn’t there, was there no honor amongst comrades anymore?

They all fiddled about reloading and looking around frantically muttering in hushed horrified voices about what I was and why I was doing this none of them getting it right. I enjoyed their panic and waited until the moment was right. before joining them.

I lept off of the building as one of them made an attempt to escape eloquently screaming “Fuck this!” I landed on him. digging my claws into his neck and then ripping open his chest. His friends started screaming, one opened fire again. I turned around slowly letting some of the bullets hit me it felt like a bee sting to be honest.

One of the larger ones charged me and I grabbed his arm he swung at me and broke it and he screamed and I couldn’t have that so I ripped his head off. I gouged the yes out of the next one and attempted to leave.

“It’s a wolf!” one realized when he saw my claws and my eyes.

“Good job,” I applauded him slowly and then I let my teeth elongate in their terrifying fashion illuminated by the yellow streetlights and the beautiful moonlight. He screamed throwing his gun at me and I bit through his arm the poor guy passed out but he still had to go so I stomped on his skull until cracked open like a pumpkin.

The last guy was

the one who’d been on to me from the start the nervous one he was frozen in the corner and I could smell urine. He knew he was going to die, and there wasn’t a thing he could do to stop it.

“Please,” He begged, I knew he wanted to say something that could help him and I watched him realize there was nothing to say if I was a wolf I was sent here by the only wolf they knew and watched him slowly come to terms with his death.

“Next time stay home,” I shook my head and he seemed hopeful for that moment. “Well if there was next time,” Then I took my claws and plunged them into his chest and the life drained out of him and onto the pavement.

That should be enough to get the rest of my money. I rolled my shoulders black and cracked my neck, I was covered in blood but that proved a job well done.

“You know I always knew you were a sick bastard,” he called to me and I was truly stunned.

I spun around to see Grayson standing behind me. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hello Marcus,” fle swung at me and he was quick, landing his punch but I moved away from him before he could get another one in. “Where’s my wife?”