NO PULSE
HALI'S POV
"Take my command or I will ruin your name." Queen Haliana fixed her green wide gown as she sat on her couch. She was comfortable in her seat while drinking a cup of herbs that would help her calm down. She had anger management.
"Are you really my mother? What the hell did I do to you for you to be so hard on me!" My loud voice filled her chamber.
Her burning eyes full of angriness covered her emotion. "Want to know what did you do to me?" Her voice was just calm and relax, but I knew in the deep of that, she was flaming with madness.
I clenched my jaw as I closed my hand. I gritted my teeth. "Tell the motherf*cker!"
"You lived. Your big mistake is to breathe and live in this world!" She stood up recklessly and moved her face towards me. The distance was too close. She made me think of myself every time I looked at her because her features looked like me. "So go and take my order… dog."
I shook my head and looked down as madness was spreading around me. I turned my back and marched away from her chamber. I closed my hands tightly. She never gave me an option when she was commanding me, but I could understand myself. I ended up following her.
I went to my chamber, sat on my swivel chair while holding the knife. This knife was not an ordinary knife. It had a poison that could kill a person in just a few minutes. It glowed when I flipped it over.
"Kill the strongest Alpha King." That was the order of my mother. She wanted me to kill the Alpha King of Lightning, my own brother, my own blood even though we had not had fully the same blood, he remained my brother.
"'Sup with the knife, F*cker?"
I immediately hid the knife when I heard the voice of Zephyrus. "What the hell are you doing in my chamber!"
He prepared himself and jumped on the bed. "You used to put the headphone, Fucker! You won't hear me, so I move my ass inside."
"Out," I ordered him. Instead of going out, he rolled himself on my bed. Possibly, he had nothing to do with his freaking life again that was why he was annoying me. The fucker did want to leave. He used my blanket and gestured that he was going to sleep. "If you don't move ass out f my room… I'll assure your death drowning in my water!"
He suddenly stood up. His messy hair was evident. "I went to Pyro, he threatened me with his fire. I went to Raiden, he threatened me with his lightning. I went to Colden, he was not around. I went to Hali, he planned to drown me with his water. Nobody loves me. I am so poor." He was whispering those words with his over sad emotion. What a freaking childish!
Before he finally left the room. His head peeked on the door. "Are you sure you want me to leave? Aren't you going to invite me to the bar? Fuck some pussies?"
"Out!" I saluted my middle finger on him. He chuckled as he walked away. His day would not be completed without annoying everyone.
I left my chamber and went to the Training Ground. I stayed here for so long, punching, kicking, using a spear, flying an arrow, and everything. I made my whole life a living hell for training, practicing to be perfect and I could not see myself killing one of my brothers. I have been with them since I was a little even though we grew different packs, our bond as brothers would never break.
"You hit and hit without thinking again."
I turned around. Pyro was there, holding an archer, stretching it while the arrow was pointing at me.
"The Virgin King." I gave him a playful smile. He was annoyed even in my single word, which was why I teased him so much. The smile on my lips faded when I remembered my mother's order. One day, she will command me to kill my bothers… one by one. She was greedy in power. She wanted it all alone. She wanted to rule the entire Alpha King's World.
Pyro lowered the archer. He threw it on the side. He did not say a thing to me. His mouth was sealed when he walked towards me.
"You hate using archer." I teased him for the second time.
"Nope. I'm just not good at it unlike you." He climbed on his favorite tree, the feet were swaying as his butt settled on the branch. When he was in there, I loved to shake the tree well to annoy him, however, I had no energy now to do that. "Everyone has weaknesses. Don't be so tough on yourself."
"I'm not tough on myself. I just want to have training."
"Where's Zarya?" In the midst of conversation. He spelled out an unconnected topic.
"Why asking?" I grabbed the archer and flew it away as far as it could.
He ready himself. The concentration was on his eyes and then he jumped exactly on my shoulder. I was irritable when I overthrew him, but he remained standing when he fell.
"Zarya is a good girl. Protect her as to how his father protects you." He tapped my shoulder and then walked away.
I did. Everything I did was for her good although sometimes I was a bit harsh on her. I froze when I heard the cling-clang of the bell. I let out air as I touched the knife on my back. The flashes of images went to my head. The moment with Raiden. I sniffed as I prevented the emotion in my face. I bit myself, walked to the hallway. Tonight, Raiden would sleep tight, my mother assured of that. She was responsible for making him sleep by putting herbs on his drinks.
I stood bravely in front of Raiden's door. I was going to be crazy, staring at his deep sleep while planning how to kill him. I looked down at my knife. I could kill everybody, but not my brothers. Not them!
I slowly stepped towards him. Admittedly, I could feel the tightening of my chest. It was funny to say to Zarya, 'No crying' but now, the tears in my eyes were rolling. I had no choice. If I did not kill him, someone would kill him. Even the Alpha Kings had weaknesses. Everybody had.
His handsome face was peacefully sleeping. His hands were located on his belly. I would make it fast, so he would not suffer more. I raised my knife and was about to bury it for him when my hand stuck in the air.
I can't do this. At times, we have misunderstandings. We really have, but I can't kill my own brother. I can't.
I bit my lips, turned my back, and walked towards the door. My feet stuck to where I was standing when accidentally my eyes laid on the knife on the ground. The same knife as me.
"No way!" I ran towards Raiden. I shook his shoulder. "Raiden, wake up! Wake the f*ck up!"
He was not moving. I felt weak when I saw the slash on his wrist. I touched his neck and checked his breathing.
No pulse.