Before she had a chance to react, a woman rushed out of her hallway.
“Who are you?” Jordan asked, gripping both the pan and knife in her fists.
The woman was petite, dark, with incredible green-gold eyes and short, curly hair. Jordan recognized the distinct eye coloring from the white wolf that chased her.
“I think the better question is who you are. I came here to be mated to the Alpha’s first born. But instead, I was snuffed… for a human.” Her soft voice dripped with condescension.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The woman took steps toward her, lengthening her fingers into claws. Her features turned feral, proof that the wolf was ready to attack.
“I was promised a future Alpha. And as an Alpha bitch, I get what I am promised.” She ran toward Jordan with her claws extended. “Even if that means taking a little human out of the way.”
Jordan dropped the knife on the ground and gripped the pan with both hands. The woman ran toward her. She swung hard, hitting the woman on her wrist. Bones popped on the female. She shred her clothing as she shifted. Jordan swung the pan again, but the woman moved. A white wolf had taken place of the petite woman. Adrenaline rushed through Jordan’s veins. The wolf was on the other side of her kitchen island.
Using the pan as a shield, Jordan walked around the island to face the wolf. The wolf jumped faster than she expected, and was taken by surprise. The white struck her, digging her claws into Jordan’s arm.
Jordan screamed. Anger burned in her gut. This stupid woman was attacking her for her rights to Aric. As if any woman could tell an Alpha what to do.
She swung the pan and hit the white wolf on the side. “Think again, bitch. Aric picked me.”
The wolf growled, salivating and showing large canines. Another swipe of the claws and she got Jordan on her shoulder.
“Fucking bitch. The man doesn’t want you, go find someone who does,” Jordan growled.
Blood dripped down her shoulder, soaking her white T-shirt until it clung to her body. The animal came close again. She swung the pan with all her might. Her grip on the iron was hard to keep with blood turning it slippery.
Jordan hissed at the burning running down her arm. Before she had a chance to take a breath, the wolf jumped on the counter and then on to her. She fell backward on the ground, lost her grip on the pan, and landed on her back with a groan. The wolf was right over her, digging her paws into her shoulder.
She grabbed the wolf by the fur and yanked its head back as hard as possible to keep it from biting her. She held the wolf back with her left hand tight on its fur, while feeling toward her right for the pan. Sharp metal made contact with her hand. The knife. She wrapped her fingers around the handle and gripped it tight.
Her hold on the fur slipped, and the animal reared back to open her jaw wide. Jordan used that moment to drive the knife straight into the wolf’s neck. A loud yelp and the animal hurled itself off her. She gasped, watching it struggle to remove the knife.
Jordan stood, wiped her bloody hands on her pants, and picked up the pan. She marched toward the retreating animal. Loud noises took hold of her front yard, but she was too busy with the wolf. She swung the pan on the wolf’s head and smashed it on the side of its furry muzzle.
The noises in her yard turned louder. Jordan stared at the bloody wolf. The shape of the female took hold with the knife lodged in one side and poking out the other side of her neck. Blood oozed from the wound, creating a large puddle on her floor.
Her front door burst open. She watched Aric and Ellie run inside. They appeared to have been in a fight. Only they weren’t bleeding like Jordan was.
“Are you okay?” Aric rushed to her side.
“Just peachy.” She swallowed against the bile trying to push up her throat. The longer she stared at the woman on her kitchen floor, the more she wanted to throw up. Aric helped her stand, both of them staring at the blonde’s body.
“I know that woman. She’s one of the daughters to an alpha in another region. But I didn’t know her wolf was white. We didn’t really talk the night of the ceremony.”
“Jordan?” Ellie looked into her eyes, her brows dipping in a frown. “She’s in shock.”
“I am not.” But everything had started to feel surreal. Her body felt cold all of a sudden. She’d swear she was watching things play out from a movie screen. “I’m just a little shaken.”
She was more than a little shaken. Shudders racked her body until she dropped the pan on the floor with a bang.
“I’ll take her to the shower, you clean up here,” Ellie ordered Aric.
Concern filled his gaze, turning the already nervous tension residing inside her into a massive knot in her stomach.
“Jordan?” Aric’s deep voice soothed some of the anxiety she felt. “I’ll be right here.”