Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath - Chapter Five

Book One of Seven

Wren held her burning left arm as she saw her corresponding virtue stand there, watching her. She knew all too well that there was no escaping this male. When he was standing there, fangs barred, and eyes glowing, he looked intimidating. Plus, her arm wasn’t helping at all. This sucked.

Moving with incredible speed, that no human eyes could catch, Wren bounded for the door. But instead of her hand on the doorknob, it was placed on her "mates" chest. Jumping backward, Wren hissed, her eyes flashing pink. "Don’t try and escape me, leelan, you’re not going anywhere." The male said, taking one step forward. "Can it, you fucking ass hole!" Wren snapped back, letting her fangs slide into place.

"Tisk, tisk, such an attitude. I’m going to soon fix that, when I get my hands on you that is." "You wish your hands were going to be on this." Wren countered with a snarl. "Now, now muffin, I will have my hands on you…" Pierce checked out her figure by looking her up and down, "Make that all over you." "You sick pig!" She spat out. "Yeah, my clan brothers tend to remind me of that all the time."

Growling, Wren dared him to come any closer. Oh, but Pierce dared. Pouncing, he sunk his fangs into Wren’s soft neck. "Mother fucker!" She screamed, attempting to claw at him, but it was futile. The fight she was putting up was no good. This was going no where. Pierce bit down even harder, trying to show Wren that he was dominant, and… she gave in. Next step… mate.

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The intensity, that had once consumed Wren, to kill, vanished. Instead, it transferred to Pierce. His calm, sated state was now gone, replaced with an ever growing desire to kill. But not just anyone, no, he had to kill all those who committed the sin wrath. A voice inside his head started to speak. "You may have taken away my daughter, but I’m in control of you now." That had been Lucifer, Pierce could tell.

But, not all of his body craved to kill. There were some parts that craved Wren, his new lifemate. Pierce knew everything about her. Oh yes. As soon as her blood had touched his tongue and as soon as his sperm and her egg united, knowledge of her came at him from every direction. He knew her favorite color, her ticklish spots, her favorite blood type, and her favorite clan sister in the Followers of Set. Pierce loved her, more then anything, with ever fiber of his being.

But, all good feelings must come to an end. Replacing them were the feelings of power and wrath. He needed to kill, to sate the impulse. Pierce needed to leave his lifemate, which would anger him eventually, and go find Shelia O’Conner.

Licking his lips, Pierce opened his now blazing red eyes and looked down at Wren, his lifemate. Intense pleasure still covered her facial features, pleasing him in the process. Wren had enjoyed her first time. Good. Placing a kiss on her forehead, he scored her neck, next, with his fangs, leaving his mating mark. Pulling on his pants, he burst through the glass window and headed straight for 1220 on Dylan Road. Slaughter was the only thing on his mind.

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