I Claim Your Love novel Chapter 45

The jaw muscles of Einar twitched as with every passing moment the grip on Garrick’s neck was tightening. While on the other hand Rosaline was desperately trying to separate the alpha from the poor man but her aiding efforts were pointless. Garrick’s face had reddened and his eyes were bulged. The hold to his jugular was suppressing his supply of air.

The people which gathered outside the room were stunned to witness the horror. It wasn’t as if they wanted to be mere spectators but getting involved with the head wolf would surely end their life and they knew that. Besides there was no person in the entire world who could stop the carnage once the alpha wolf was deranged. Nobody but one.

Callan’s anxiousness grew for he was clueless at the moment. He could not understand what was causing Einar’s ire to grow. However his cause of concern increased when he saw the red mist slowly appearing out of thin air and engulfing Einar. This meant that Orcus was making his presence felt. Callan looked at Aurora in skepticism and a bit hope but the terrified face of the healer said it all. She had no answer to Einar’s madness.

Soon Garrick’s eyelids gave up and he was drowsing in a deep sleep; his final sleep perhaps. Einar loosened his grip from the beta as Garrick fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding. Einar turned his back and focused his attention to a bewildered but scared for her life Luna. He grabbed a handful of her hair and raised her body above the ground. He growled ferociously before thrashing the lady to the nearest wall. Rosaline hurt her arm as she fell on the ground with a thud. The gasps and screams diverted Einar’s focus once again as he looked at the panicked people who bowed their head and trembled in their feet. All of them kneeled in front of the higher power but the alpha wasn’t having it.

He caught hold of the nearest table and smashed it on the entrance hurting some people in the process. This was when things went erratic. The wolves stood up from their places and stepped backwards to create some distance from the demented being. People scattered all around as they ran for their life. All of them except Callan. He stood his ground and panicked a little when he saw the bloody red eyes of the alpha and the red mist which was surrounding him.

Orcus had now taken over Einar completely.

The wolf smelled his environment when his eyes roamed all around but stationed at one particular spot; to his mate. His expressions softened a bit as he gazed at the one person he craved the most. However his features changed dramatically when he scowled and bared his teeth in aggression. He ferociously growled and ran on his feet with his might in the opposite direction leaving a baffled Callan behind.

Callan was speechless for a moment. He was sure that his presence would create the much needed diversion and Orcus would stop in his place. But nothing as such happened! He helplessly looked all around before stationing his gaze at a fearful Aurora who was standing a bit far from him.

“What has happened to him?”

Aurora’s lips quivered “I-I have no answer to that..”

Callan sighed in frustration and ran his hand through his hair “We have to stop him.”

“How? Orcus seems to have taken control over Einar’s body. I thought when he would look at you his rage would be doused off.”

Callan became pensive at the words. In general cases a mates presence was enough to calm the senses of a wolf. In matters where the wolf had become barbaric or out of control the elders would push forward the wolfs mate. This way the wolf in question would become serene and his wild nature was back in control.

Today however Callan was worried because this theory was futile and was proven wrong. The glint of hope when Einar was transfixed for a moment made Callan hopeful but his change of expressions in the next instant made him clueless and a bit panicked. He intently looked at Aurora “There is something wrong with the wolf.” He whispered his words “Cant you do something..” He almost pleaded.

The healer took a deep breath “I think I can. I need to go to my cottage.” she took a pregnant pause “Do you think you can handle him in the meantime?”

That was the thing. He wasn’t sure anymore.

He wasn’t sure if he would be able to make the wolf tranquil. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to stop his carnage. He wasn’t sure if he did understand the wolf in the first place.

With a dismal attitude he said “I-I will try..”

Aurora nodded in affirmation and marched her way out of the alpha house. Meanwhile Callan followed the screams which led him to the backyard. On his way though he could see the pack warriors assembling around their leader. However Callan’s speedy legs were slowed down when he saw the scene in front of him. A number of people were lying on the ground motionless. Torn clothes and bruised bodies was a common sight. The most disturbing part though was the severed figures which were disassembled from the owner. The ground was soaking in the blood which dripped though the lying bodies. There was chaos everywhere.

Warrior after warrior raced his way to the opening of the thick woods. Callan was out of his trance at once and he followed their lead to locate Einar. On his way though he was stopped on his tracks when a hand grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

“Go find a safe place Ashton. I don’t want any more blood spilled today.”

“But I can help..” He hopefully looked at Aldous.

“And how exactly would you do that..?”

Callan was tongue tied on the question. If in the entire world Einar would listen to someone it would be him and no one lese. He knew the obvious but was in a dilemma to reveal his secret to the head warrior. The lives of the people were in jeopardy and nothing else mattered right now. Callan knew he had to act otherwise Einar would wipe out the entire pack from existence.

Callan sternly gazed at head warrior “I would still come with you.”

The adamant nature of the handsome man was making it difficult for Aldous to make him see reason. He sighed in defeat and spoke lowly “Stay close and don’t create problems for us.”

Callan briefly nodded as they entered the thick woods. The wolves were tracing their alpha while Callan kept a close watch nearby. His legs were halted suddenly when he heard a loud piercing scream. All of the men ran towards the source of the sound. Callan was left dumbfounded when he saw the horror which unfolded before him. Einar had been on a killing spree. He was killing the wolves barbarically. Men, women he differentiated no one. He even forgot his basic principle as the alpha to save his pack wolves; his own people!

Aldous and his men wasted no time as they ran towards the demented being and held his hands tightly. Two men on each sides grabbed Einar’s arms and two men each were holding his legs tightly. While one warrior was hitting the back of his knee so as to propel him to kneel. All this while Aldous was ordering his other men to take people to safety as he himself was trying to get hold of Einar. Even after using all of their strengths the men were finding it difficult to hold their alpha in position. Einar was overpowering them all. Their groaning and grunting were all put to waste when Einar slanged his arms and kicked his legs to detach the men at both the sides. He threw an angry punch right at Aldous jaw and gritted his teeth in anger.

Einar arched his neck as he looked to the sky and howled a mighty scream. Soon bones cracked and a big black wolf replaced the muscular man. Every warrior on the ground was terrified. Callan’s anxiousness grew because he knew the after effects wont be favorable. He had to intervene to make the wolf humble and keep him in his senses. However even before he could move a leg the wolf jumped over the nearest warrior and pierced his deep canines through his neck. He pressed his jaws firmly until the trembling body was weakening and finally unmoving.

Fear evident in his eyes, Aldous ordered his men to stand back. He slowly moved ahead and undressed his shirt. Callan saw what the head warrior was trying to do. He was sacrificing himself to save his men. But was it worth it? Even after killing the man Einar was surely not going to stop. If anyone had the power to subdue him it was Callan and no one else. Aldous in the next instant turned into his own wolf and launched himself over the alpha. The battle that ensued left everyone around speechless. Aldous was irking the big wolf with his speed and agility as he attacked on every chance while he dodged Einar’s advances. In the meantime the warriors helped carry the injured people out of harms way, away from the alpha.

Einar was aggravated by Aldous’ manoeuvres as he roared deafeningly and slashed his stomach with the powerful claws. Callan gasped in horror. He could see the menacing look of the alpha. Aldous was badly injured as he slowly but painfully transformed into his human. With haggard breaths he kept one hand on the side of his stomach while the other hand was trying to lift him up. His eyes were focused solely on the approaching beast.

Einar wasn’t stopping.

Just as he was about to puncture his canines through the flesh of the man, Callan pulled an injured Aldous out of harms way. He cautiously stood in front of the man shielding him from the wolfs view. The sight of Callan in front of him made the wolf some what serene. He vigorously shook his head to gain control but his efforts were futile. On the other hand Aldous was stunned by the audacity or the valiance of the human of the pack to put his own life in danger to save him.

“What are you doing?” Aldous asked between his breaths.

Callan looked behind his shoulders “Saving you..”

“You have no idea what you are dealing with. You can get killed..!”

Callan looked ahead as a knowing smile formed on his face “I will be safe and I wont let him kill you either.”

The words confused Aldous as he held Callan’s arm to move him aside. However when he touched the handsome man he was faced with a roaring growl of annoyance from an irate black wolf. The red eyes were focused completely on the shoulders of Callan and the hand which laid on it. He furrowed his brows and snarled baring his long canines. With a clear aim to kill Aldous he marched ahead. Callan half expected this reaction from Einar and so was ready. He quickly twisted his fingers as the fine gravels from the land uplifted themselves and engulfed the wolf. They swirled all around taking the wolf out of focus while some particles even distorted his vision.

“You need to leave.” Callan said at once.

Aldous looked at the struggling beast ahead of him. He was sure that the diminutive storm would not deter his resolve and soon Einar would be back to his killing form. Moreover the human of the pack was in no way capable to match the powers of the mighty wolf. He was sure to be killed “Are you out of your mind! He will kill you!”

“Why do you even care?” Callan huffed. Of all the times Callan wished Aldous to be sensible this wasn’t the perfect moment.

“My being alive or dead never concerned you.”

Aldous moved his lips but no concrete words came out of his mouth. He only managed to utter “I cant let you do this. I am not leaving without you.”

Their small talk was interrupted by the loud grunting of the wolf. Callan looked at Einar one more time and deduced that the sand storm would die down soon. With a look of concern he gazed at the head warrior “There is no much time to argue. Please leave.”

Aldous looked between the determined eyes of the human and the raging features of the animal. He sighed in defeat and punched the ground in frustration. He understood that there was not much he could do. He was draining his power and felt useless at the moment. He hesitatingly lifted himself and made his way out of the premise with a little pang of regret.

The sand storm slowly died as the wolf vigorously snarled and looked all around to locate his prey. Callan on the side was standing on his feet at a distance from wolf with his palms facing the animal in an act of defence. The black wolf however had kept his constant face of fury. He was mad for Callan’s acceptance of some other man over him.

“Orcus..”

Callan spoke in a cool and composed manner. He slowly lowered his hand and wet his lips in anticipation.

The wolf halted in his track as his expressions softened and he bowed his head a little. He was content that finally his human mate had acknowledged him; the true him. He was happy that his long torture was bearing fruit. He was relieved that he was in some positive trajectory; that his mate did not show any hate or remorse. He slowly stepped forward to stand in front of the man. His red eyes were affixed to the beautiful man in front of him. Callan hesitatingly raised his hand and touched the lower part of his jaw. Callan smiled a little as he fondled the fur on Orcus’ jaw. The sheer pleasure the wolf felt for the first touch of his mate was unimaginable. He purred and howled in his happiness. Callan could see the curiosity and the angst within the wolf in his eyes. His face conveyed a lot of emotions.

The distance; the pain; the longing!

It was as if the wolf was finally content. Callan giggled and moved closer to Orcus but he was shocked to see the gleamy beads on the surface of the land. Callan slowly raised his head when another water bead landed on the ground. His deep green eyes were met with the pained crimson eyes of the wolf. His heart constricted on witnessing the helplessness and suffering Orcus was feeling now. The wolfs eyes could not contain the brim of water which transformed into big tear drops before flowing through his cheeks and touching the ground.

Callan was heart broken. His heart and soul was aching with all the suffering and he wanted to soothe the animal. Do anything to stop him from crying. Orcus made a low, guttural sound as if the water through his eyes was healing him from within. A surge of repressed angst was finally subdued and his true emotions for his beloved were being released.