***Trigger warning- abuse references***
Alpha Ivan’s POV
My eyes flit between the beasts as they emerge through the trees.
Rabid wolves would be an apt description. Snarls escape from their open jaws as they stalk towards me, encircling me and making it all but impossible to escape.
I glance down at the metal cuff around my wrist again and grit my teeth in frustration. If I had access to my wolf, I might stand a chance, but from a realistic perspective… it would appear I’m f****d.
The lead wolf, who I assume is Marcus, steps out from the pack. His eyes are bulging with rage and his growl comes straight from his chest, causing his whole body to shake as a result.
He examines me thoroughly, his demeanour deliberately dramatic in a clear effort to frighten me, but I’ve never been
