I Claim Your Love novel Chapter 65

The trees surpassed the wolves in a blink of an eye. Their feet barely touched the ground as they competed with the flow of the wind. With eyes full of fury the black wolf heaved short breaths and ran with his full might.

After covering a large distance from the Idris pack, both the wolves turned into their respective human bodies.

The environment was calm but there was no relief in Einar's features. He walked at a speed which was becoming difficult for Garrick to catch up.

"Cant you just slow down a bit?" It was more of a request as Garrick was barely keeping up with the mightier wolf.

"I need to be there." Einar said in a worried tone, hardly caring for the fact that he was not alone.

"We ran through all our journey. I am tired and I am sure you are too."

"It doesn't matter. I need to see Callan."

"But why?"

Einar halted for a moment and turned around to look at his best friend "Because my wolf feels he is in trouble." he calmly said.

"This.. This is impossible!" Garrick's mouth lay hung open in astonishment "Can he do that?"

Einar nodded a little. Wolves were known to sense trouble or other powerful emotions of their loved one when they were in a strong bond. The prerequisite to the rule being that the mate pairs must be in the same pack at that time and should have completed the bond at the earliest. This case however did not apply to the inter species mate pairs or for two male bond inmates whatsoever.

"When we were thirteen he sensed that something was wrong and led me to the forest. Callan was fighting that dragon if you remember." he raised a brow "On my sixteenth birthday he could feel the troubled heart of Callan again."

"It was the day when the ferals attacked." Garrick realized the connection.

Einar briefly nodded and returned to his speedy steps marching ahead "When Rosaline arrived in the pack I could only think of Callan because I was worried for his safety. It was mainly because my wolf was worried about him and he was right."

"Is it the same today?"

"It is a lot worse Garrick." Einar heaved a deep sigh of sorrow "I felt as if my life was slipping away. Almost as if I was going to die. It is hard to describe but I think he is in immense pain at this moment."

Garrick could sense the emotional turbulence brewing inside the head of the former alpha and he kept his mum. He couldn't say anything because his words were not enough to give any reassurance or soothe his best friend's mind. Einar was in pain which made Garrick sad from within.

Both the men continued the journey in silence for a very long time before Garrick spoke out of curiosity when Einar made a drastic turn.

"Our pack is this way." he pointed to a direction in the west.

"The wolf is forcing me to turn."

Garrick could speak no more for the occasional grunts and growls was making him scared. The mightier wolf was angry as hell and Garrick surely did not want to experience his wrath. He followed the muscular man for some more. They crossed a river and a magnificent hill only to land at the entrance of a settlement.

"This is Donovan's pack." Garrick said in confusion.

Einar hardly paid any attention to his best friend as his blood boiled at the sight of people jouncing and rejoicing. Their merriment was making him furious for some reason.

Garrick stood by Einar's side as they marched ahead through the sea of people. The smell of alcohol and meat wafted thick in the air.

Garrick looked all around and spoke in Einar's ears "It looks like they are celebrating a victory."

"You look new."

Garrick was startled by an unfamiliar presence of a Tarakan pack member. He awkwardly smiled and gathered his posture. "We.. uhm..We were here for some official purpose to meet the pack alpha."

"Oh I see." The petite man reciprocated with a smile of his own. He looked at the muscular man standing besides Garrick and was a bit disappointed when Einar did not acknowledge him.

"He doesn't speak a lot." Garrick defended his friend while Einar kept gawking in the front with his angry, scowled eyes.

After exchanging a few more words Garrick finally made his move and asked the question he was curious about "So what are they celebrating?"

"It is a big day for the pack. The alpha has regained his glory and the respect of his people."

Garrick's line of attention went straight ahead to the center of the small dais where a hulk of a man was standing with some warriors and a few elders of his pack. Donovan on the other hand held a large mug and chugged all of its content in one go. He raised the glass in the air and the crowd erupted in cheers and praising chants.

"My fellow pack mates.." Donovan spoke with a booming voice "Rejoice for your alpha has proved that he will always be true to his words. Right here besides the holy fire I swore vengeance on the filthy bastard that ruined my life. I promised to give him a life worse than death."

"Who is he talking about?" Garrick asked in hushed tone.

"It was someone from the previous pack of the Luna. He maligned her in the past and broke the sacred laws. Our alpha had been deprived of a mate for long and when he finally met her he was shattered."

"That is unfortunate!"

"What was more infuriating was the fact that the bastard was here to ask for forgiveness."

"Was he a fool?"

"It seems he is. The alpha was furious. The truculent behavior of our alpha forced him to challenge the man and when the alpha was about to kill him, the fight was broken by our luna. She demanded that the man be released. She invoked her right to ask for a gift of her choice. The alpha was beyond mad. He had no choice but to concede to her wish. However since the Luna never asked to spare his life forever, the alpha had his chance. He raided the pack unannounced and annihilated the very soul of the man without any mercy."

"Which pack was it?"

"The blue moon pack."

Einar closed his eyes in defeat as a small bead of water escaped through it. He un-fisted his hands while his lips trembled in trepidation. The pain in his heart was swelling for now he knew the reason for him being here. Callan was hurt and Einar was not there to protect him.

He could see the laughter, the cheers and the happy people rejoicing all around him. All at the cost of his mate.

In a flash of a moment, the sorrowful face of the muscular man transformed into the one of a furious rage. He fisted his palms and growled at the top of his voice. A voice which seeped an unknown fear inside of everyone who was present there. They stopped doing their activity and searched for the source of the sound in alertness.

Donovan was amazed by the authority which the voice exuded and his attention was diverted to the angry figure in front of him "What brings you here Einar?"

The muscular man kept his quiet as his face was becoming red. His brown eyes were flickering back and forth in blood. He was trying his best to contain his anger to a limit but his wolf wanted to slaughter every smiling face.

The non responsive behavior of Einar was seen as a disrespect by the Tarakan pack. Donavon gritted his teeth and smiled through his façade "Well it doesn't matter. I was really upset when they told me that you left for the Idris pack. I wish you were there. You missed all the fun."

The words forced Einar to growl again. His entire aura was dominating the arena while the red mist around him was slowly becoming more visible. Garrick knew what was supposed to follow and he hesitatingly spoke in a low voice "Take it easy Einar. There has to be a way." he pleaded.

"Garrick..." the man gritted his teeth "Run." He looked behind his shoulders "Whatever happens don't look back." Garrick was in two minds but he flinched when the muscular man ordered him in a strong voice "NOW.."

Without wasting any more time, Garrick turned his back and sped away to reach the gates of the pack. Donovan seemed puzzled "What is this all about?"

Einar was unfazed by the strong personality of the giant of an alpha. His nostrils flared and his mind crafted scenarios as to how he should end this all. He was about to take a step ahead when his eyes landed on the lady standing at a distance from the whole scene. She was visibly tensed and bowed her head in shame. Einar huffed "I knew I should have killed you that night."

The warning growls from all around echoed in the arena "Mind your words Einar." Donovan roared in warning "You are disrespecting the luna of our pack."

Einar's raging face contorted into disgust "You tried to kill my heart all because of this whore!" He took two steps ahead and spoke in low threatening voice "You will see her die with your own eyes."

These words set the entire joyful environment into the one of strong resentment and anger. The warriors of the pack soon covered the luna while some other strong men stood in front of the muscular man waiting for a chance to attack him.

"It looks like your waging a war." Donovan smiled with a smug look on his face "All on your own! Where is your army?" he laughed. The entire arena joined their alpha as they mocked the single man.

Their laughter however was short lived as they witnessed something they were not prepared for. The eyes of the alpha suddenly changed into the fearsome crimson red. His canines descended while his claws were long and sharper than a knife. What terrified the people more was that the muscular was now surrounded by a strange red mist all around him.

Einar exalted power beyond imagination.

He sinisterly smiled at the alpha and with a low threatening voice he spoke "I don't need an army."

Einar was quick on his feet as he did not give any chance to the alpha to react. With a blink of an eye he positioned himself in front of the luna to the astonishment of everyone. He slashed the throats of the warriors who were protecting Viola and grabbed the lady by her hair.

"No!" Donovan pleaded. "Save your luna." he ordered his men in desperation.

Einar angrily looked into the eye of the frightened lady and grabbed her throat. Viola was finding it difficult to breathe. Einar on the other side strangled his hold more firmly as he fixated his eyes to the helpless state of Donovan.

The men of the pack rushed to aid their luna. They tried to release Viola by any means they could. They kicked and hit and even bit the muscular man but he did not budge. The determination in his eyes was evident. He looked at the pack alpha for one last time before gripping the jugular of the lady harshly. The entire pack was stunned when the neck of the lady was twisted in an unusual manner with her fearful eyes wide open. Blood splattered all around as a dozen of men were still trying to release the firm hand from their luna.

Donovan was devastated. Witnessing the lifeless body of Viola moved him to tears. He gasped for air as he looked at Einar with disbelief. He gritted his teeth the very next moment and growled mightily. "KILL HIM."

Every single warrior of the pack was up on his toes. They marched ahead and attacked Einar. They swung their legs and their fists but all their efforts were in vain. None of the strikes seemed to have any affect on the muscular man as he stood rigid in his place, unmoving; undeterred. The men then tried to restrain him by metal but the mighty power of the wolf proved too much for the Tarakan pack.

With the frustration mounting up due to the constant failures, Donovan ordered his men to transform into their wilds. The howl from the pack leader was reciprocated by the members of the pack and more than a hundred wolves filled the arena all of a sudden. They grunted and growled in warning trying to overpower the dominance projected by Einar.

Einar flared his nostrils and waited for the first attack. All of the wolves marched ahead and jumped over Einar at the same time, trying to suppress him. Donovan's relived face vanished soon when the pile of wolves were thwarted away by just a flick of an arm. Such was the power of the muscular man.