Ethan paced around his home, a furious expression on his face. There was a harsh crack on the wall where he had punched minutes ago, and his sitting room was a complete mess.

Eleanor leaned on the wall, a frown etched on her face. She stared at Ethan walking around, unable to believe him.

"This is stupid," Eleanor began, shaking her head in disappointment, "I thought you'd be glad she rejected you. Now we can finally bring our relationship into the open, and the Moon Goddess will make me your new mate!" Eleanor claimed.

"No!" Ethan fumed, his gaze snapping toward her, "It wasn't supposed to go that way, Eleanor. She was not supposed to reject me, I just don't understand, I thought she loved me!"

"She does," Eleanor replied, also confused, "I know for a fact Rhia is smitten when it comes to you. I just don't get why she rejected you. And when I think about it, the way she stared at you tonight, I was almost convinced she really hated you,"

"Hell, no!" Ethan screamed, "She couldn't hate me even if she tried. Everyone knows she's been into me since we were kids. Rhiannon could never hate me, this has to be some crazy joke that has gone too far,"

Eleanor's eyes narrowed at him, "You're more bothered about it than I thought you would be. She rejected you, doesn't that make things easier for us now? Aren't we supposed to be jubilating about this?" Eleanor yelled this time, pushing off the wall and approaching him.

Ethan's jaw clenched. Eleanor was right. He was supposed to be relieved, but why wasn't he? "She humiliated me in front of everyone, Eleanor," He said instead, facing her too, "She rejected him in front of the whole pack. Do you expect me to be laughing about it?"

"Then get back at her!" Came Eleanor's fierce reply as she stopped right in front of him, "Make her regret her actions, and to make her hurt even more, announce me as your new girlfriend. That would be the perfect revenge!"

The statement ' Announce me as your new girlfriend ' made Ethan recoil a bit inside, but he didn't let it show, "Of course," He swallowed back his frustration, "I need to make her pay. That Wolfless thing thinks she can just reject me, the Beta of this Pack, and walk away with it? Impossible!" A mischievous look flickered across his eyes.

"Good, now you're thinking straight," Eleanor stated, her eyes lit with desire as she inched her face closer to his.

Ethan grabbed her face and they kissed each other heatedly. She moaned against his lips, and Ethan threw her roughly on the couch, a cocky smirk on his face.

"How badly do you want me?" He rasped.

She gestured with her fingers for him to come closer, biting her lips. Then, she grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to meet her, where they resumed their crazy kissing session while stripping each other's clothing off.

Then, Ethan grabbed Eleanor's waist and flipped her over, making her stand on all fours. She bit her lips even harder, breathing hard just as he slammed into her from behind.

She moaned, begging for more of him as he kept on ramming into her. Ethan then grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her to arch her back, pulling her head up a bit and increasing the force of his thrusts.

The couch shook, and Eleanor cried out his name. This was exactly what she wanted. She had successfully stolen Ethan away from her sister, and now, she was coming after every other thing Rhiannon had worked hard for.

The lab.

Her position in the Pack.

A light smirk touched Eleanor's face amidst the hot sex she was having. Before the year ran out, she was going to enact all her plans and leave her sister with nothing.

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For the past two days, rumours have been spreading around the Pack that there was a small group of Rogue wolves lurking around, not too far from the Pack town.

There haven't been any attacks so far, but some scouts have been sent and have returned with confirmation of seeing unnecessary claw marks, dead animals and new scents all over the place.

Some members of the Pack even believed the rogues were the cause of the Earth's signature scent they had picked up a few days back.

The rumours had gotten so much, and the evidence the scouts had gathered triggered Alpha Killian to rise to the occasion.

Alpha Killian has always enjoyed capturing rogues. He always enjoyed the chase, the hunt, the fight and how he always made them submit to him, before torturing and tossing them into the pit.

It was a hobby for him.

"We are ready to leave," Ethan said, his head bowed in front of the Alpha. He was presently in the Alpha's study

Alpha Killian raised his head, his face hard as always. He pulled up to his full length, his predatory aura filling up the room. Then, he stepped out of the study with Ethan two feet behind him.

Rhiannon watched from a safe distance as Ethan and Killian left the Pack house. She was nervous as hell, but there was no going back now that they were the ones who started this.

"Are you ready?!" Rhiannon asked, glancing back at Layla.

"I still can't believe we are actually going to steal from your dad's storeroom. We are gonna get killed if we get caught," Layla said bitterly.

"Then we better not get caught!”

They moved like shadows, with Layla in front using her werewolf perceptive abilities to make sure no one was coming. They tiptoed through the edges of the large compound, till they arrived at a door.

It was a less-used servants' entrance, and Rhiannon knew this place well because she recalled her and Eleanor usually playing around here when they were kids, and Astrid would scowl at them.

There, she saw a wooden door which seemed to lead to forgotten pastries or the basement, but Rhiannon knew better. Beyond the door was a long corridor with many branches, one leading straight to Killian's storeroom.

Layla vigilantly scanned their surroundings, "We are clear," She murmured.

Quietly, Layla and Rhiannon slipped behind the door. It was suffocatingly dusty, and they stood in the quiet passageway.

"Careful," Rhia stepped forward this time, "I'll lead us from now on. There are traps everywhere,"

Rhiannon's knowledge of the Alpha's paranoia was their greatest asset. She had been here before in the past, and knew everything like the back of her hand.

"See that?" Rhia pointed to a barely visible tripwire. Layla's eyes adjusted to the gloom, and she saw the tripwire strategically placed where someone, even a werewolf, would hardly see it.

Carefully, Rhiannon stepped over it, and Kayla followed with the same practised stealth.

Together, they navigated around the room with calculated steps, Rhiannon leading the whole time. Their hearts were in their throats, and every second that passed made them grow more anxious, more scared.

Finally, they found themselves in front of a large metal door with a wooden handle. It looked completely solid, and Rhiannon gazed at it.

It might appear to be an ordinary door, but if it's touched by a werewolf, the tech implemented into the door would detect the wolf's signature and would send thousands of bolts of electricity through their bodies.

Rhiannon knew it well since she had been the mastermind and the person who designed it in the first place.

The good thing was...it didn't affect humans.

Or...her. But then again, she wasn't totally human since the Wolfsbane poison had affected her.

This right here was a gamble.

"Are you sure about this?" Layla murmured, worried.

Rhiannon looked back at the door. She had already prepared herself for this part of the heist, but now that she was actually standing here, the doubts were coming back.

But then again, there was no going back now. Either she dies here by the hands of her work, or she dies in the future by the hands of her family.

Sucking in a deep breath, she reached out and wrapped both hands around the doorknob at the same time. Her body shuddered almost immediately as shockwaves travelled through her arm and up her body.

"Rhia!" Layla gasped.

"I'm fine," Rhia replied, breathing harshly as the tremors kept hitting her, "It's not affecting me that much,"

"Should I...,"

"Yes, yes do it!" Rhia exclaimed.

Another thing about the door. It was too heavy to be opened by a human, and only the full strength of a werewolf can open the door.