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Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 238

 *”And just where have you been…?”*

Rankin Northmountain was furious as he could do nothing but obey the dual commands. given to him by Alpha Andrew and Luna Ember. They were not supposed to give a member of the Werewolf Council an order like this. No matter what that dinosaur from the Supernatural Council had said. Rankin tried to fight the order again and was viciously racked with pain before his body continued to obey the order he was given.

Rankin snarled internally, he hated pain, to the point he went to great lengths to avoid it. His dislike of pain had him eternally stuck as an omega level fighter. However, the joke was on all those other lowly omegas who thought he was one of them. He wasn’t, he was infinitely more powerful than those omegas, he was a Senior Council Werewolf. He was allowed to mate from the Frost and Northmountain Clans.

Granted the bitch was a reject as not all her coloring was right. If Leanna’s honey brown hair had just been a few shades lighter, the dual colors of her gray blue eyes less gray and bluer, and her peach-colored skin a few shades lighter, he never would have been given her. Rankin made sure to remind her of it every time he forced her to service him. He made sure

Leanna knew he was the only male who could stomach her ugly coloring.

He also made sure Leanna knew his title as a Council Werewolf was the only reason she

was still remotely accepted as a Clan member. Although she was treated as invisible unless it was necessary. Leanna was nothing more than a tool, and she knew it. It was beaten into her several times a week, especially after one of her suicide attempts. Rankin loved the utter devastation in her eyes when she woke up alive, after thinking she had escaped him through

death.

Rankin laughed internally, if she hadn’t been bound when she was a child, Leanna might have been able to fight back. However, without her wolf, she was no better than a lowly disgusting human. Rankin walked into the Werewolf’s Council building, and tried to fight the

direction his body was going in. More pain ran through his body, and he was sure that after

all this was over, he would go work his mate over to make himself feel better.

It took him less than ten minutes to get from the restaurant to the Council building and then the records department. No matter how much he fought the command to slow himself down, the paperwork was officially filed in just those ten minutes. Once done, he felt the commands he was under fall away. Once free of the commands, he started to panic, the Alphas of the Northmountain and Frost Clans were sure to punish him for this.

Surely, they would have mercy on him when he told them of the dual commands by the Alpha and Luna. Rankin practically ran to his office, slamming the door shut and locking it.

 

Once the door was locked, he let out the breath he had been holding in a gush of air. Eyes. closed, he turned around and leaned heavily against the door.

“And just where have you been, Rankin?” Came the icy cold voice of Clan Alpha Northmountain.

Rankin’s eyes snapped open and the sight that met his eyes made him freeze. It felt like his entire body had just been submerged in ice water. “A.a.a.alphas…w.w.what an… u.unexpected surprise. What can I do for you?”

“Why do you look so nervous to see us?” Clan Alpha Frost asked Rankin, his voice just as cold as Clan Alpha Northmountain’s.

Rankin did not know how he was going to survive this meeting with the two Alphas. His original hope, that they would have mercy upon him if he explained he had no choice but to obey, died a pitiful death in the face of their deadly gazes. In an utter panic and with no rational thought or plan in mind, Rankin turned around and tried to make his escape.

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