The All Consuming: A Shifter MC Novel (Pureblood Predator MC Book 4) by May Ellis Daniels Read Free Book Online Page A

a bull’s, and as ugly.
    Didn’t figure on a threesome. Fuck it.
    The more the merrier.
    I’m in full wolf now, my human form sloughed off like molted skin, my silver-black fur glowing in the grey half-light. The Dog God sees me and leaps into the air, but I fought the fucker back when Lily and me crashed the Harley in the mountains and I’m ready for him.  
    He swoops in low, his claws ready to rip me open. I duck to the side, leap up and sink my fangs into the fucker’s hind leg. For a minute I’m flying through space, my enemy’s muscles and tendons shredding between my teeth, then something rips from the Dog God and I land heavy in the dirt.
    A pain-filled howl rises from the throats of a thousand dogs.
    The pack feels their alpha’s pain.
    The thought makes me grin.
    The Dog God spins through the air, out of control, then gets his shit together and rights himself. He flies straight upward, a thousand feet overhead, so high he’s level with the top of the Cliff of Cages, leaving me to pace and growl in the dirt. I hear my bloodmate calling my name but block her out.  
    No distractions. No bullshit.  
    Only clear, murderous intent—
    The Purebloods trapped in their cages go berserk as the wounded Dog God flies past, then the fucker spreads his wings, halts his ascent and begins plummeting to the ground. He’s moving so fast he’s a black blur.
    I sink my claws into the dirt.  
    Another three seconds and he’ll be on me.
    He’s expecting me to duck him.
    Expects I’ll try and avoid the full brunt of his attack.
    Any sane creature would.  
    Two seconds.
    But I’m only sane-ish at the best of times. And now? After witnessing this douchebag threaten my son and bloody my mate? Fucker has no idea what I’m capable of.
    Me and the Dog God lock eyes.  
    Three spitting Doberman heads snarl down at me.  
    He’s playing chicken. Forcing me to yield.  
    Lording the power of flight. Showing off for his pack.  
    Pride? That’ll get you fucked up real quick.
    A half second.
    This one’s for you, Sparkles.  
    A blast of warm air ruffles my fur.  
    The Dog God comes in hot. Fucker must be moving over a hundred miles an hour. I stand my ground. He sees me and realizes I won’t yield. His ugly black eyes widen. One of the Doberman heads looses a quick yelp. The stupid fucker tries to avoid me. Stretches his wings out as wide as he can and tries to bank hard left.  
    Chickenshit.
    It’s a fatal error. He shoulda went for it. Slammed into me full bore when he realized I wouldn’t yield. Now he’s off course, his raking jaws and snapping claws turned away from me.  
    His tender belly exposed.  
    I wait for precisely the right moment.  
    Then I spring.
    You wound an animal mortally, you know it. You hear death in how your prey shrieks. See it in how the animal moves, its body folding around the pain that will end him. I even scent it.  
    Game over. Thanks for coming out.
    I pile into the falling Dog God so hard the breath bursts from my lungs. My fangs sink into his belly and then we’re flipping through space and suddenly I’m on top of him. He hits the ground with a tremendous boom that sends a cloud of dust rolling across the yard. The impact flings me thirty feet through the air, and when I land and give my head a shake to ward off the bright lights bursting behind my eyes the first thing I hear is the dog pack howling in pain and misery.
    Then the ground starts to shake.
    The rabid dogs turn on one another. Flashing fangs and raking claws and in seconds the courtyard is consumed in carnage. I summon my human and stroll through the murderous dogs.  
    They leave me untouched.  
    Overhead, high on the Cliff of Cages, iron bars are being rent open. The Dog God’s power secured the cages. Made them impervious to Pureblood strength.  
    Now my packmates are freed.
    The Dog God’s returned to his mostly-human form. He’s lying on his side, cradling his shredded belly. My fangs opened him from his balls