To Be A Monster

Damon's POV

I just watched it intently as it adjusted itself, and now and then, it was stunned and suddenly clenched its fist.

Is he that frustrated? Or hate us.

I was enjoying watching it until it unexpectedly bumped into a tree. Suddenly, it spoke, which I immediately heard because of my keen hearing.

"I hate you, Mon..." I gasped at what I heard, and suddenly, images came to mind.

"Thank you, Mon."

That soft voice echoed in my mind.

No...

Suddenly, my head hurt for no apparent reason, and I immediately looked up because it almost split my head.

Suddenly, images came to my mind.

Images of women make my heart beat faster. Images that seemed to tighten my chest.

"How dare! You're my seed! Then you hid a healer! Are you trying to defy me?" I shook my head and burst into tears when I felt his whip again on my back.

"Tell me where you hide that woman?!" I clung to the chain tied to me while I was weak and almost on my knees.

"I-I love her father..." I whispered, and I gasped when I felt the strong whip on my back again.

"Damn you! You can't love a healer!" He hit my back one after another with the whip, but I just smiled because I didn't care anymore. What's important to me is that the girl I love is safe.

I close my eyes as I remember his soft lips. Even her smiles are the ones that relieve all the pain I'm experiencing.

She can erase all the doubts, and I feel like I did the right thing when I was with her. It was as if my identity as a submissive monster built by my father was being erased.

My mother is right; loving someone can make you crazy. But I'd rather accept it. I would rather go crazy in the company of the person I love than stomach the killing of innocent people.

"Stop this! Don't hurt my son!" I was startled by the voice and immediately raised my face even though I could still feel my weakness.

My vision blurred with tears when I saw my mother standing in the doorway with a sword in her hand.

She is trembling, but she's trying to stand firm and protect me.

I just saw my mother doing this again. I can barely talk to him since he learned I follow my father. But right now, she's different. It's like it's willing to do anything to protect me.

I still remember that he always told me not to imitate my father. But I felt her disappointment when she learned that my father was slowly becoming like me.

Since then, she didn't talk to me anymore; she would avoid me if I tried to approach her. It's like I have a contagious disease.

But I just let it go because what's important to me is that it's safe.

If I obey my father, it will not hurt my mother. That's better than seeing the important woman in my life hurt or bruised again.

"M-mother..." I whispered in the air, and for a moment, my mother looked at me, and I was crying.

"I will save you, s-son...and I am so proud of you. Finally, you are doing the right thing and protecting the woman you love. And I can't ask for more. Just don't give up on her son. P-please choose her." My whole body went cold when he said this. I know it's happy because I can see the happiness in its eyes.

But what I can't get out of my mind is the last thing he said.

He preferred that I choose D over him, as if he was ready to accept what my father would do to him as long as I was happy.

I cried and screamed, not because of the pain that came from my wound but because of the pain that my heart felt.

Seeing my mother trying to sacrifice herself was so hard as if it was saying that I was protecting it correctly. That I need to choose my pleasure more.

But how can I do it?

"It's nice to see this scene." My father said and clapped his hands.

"Looks like you two will unite me." My father got his hair combed, and without warning, he moved and used his speed to get close to my mother and rudely choked her.

"Oh, my queen. You are quite being a bitch. You are ruining what my son and I started. You seem to forget that the blood that is running on Damon is my blood. Don't say that my son is stubborn because of you. Because if you're the reason, maybe it's better to get out of our way." He harshly snarled in front of my mother, and I almost ran out of air from what I saw.

My mother continued to struggle, but she didn't have the strength, so my father only lifted her in the air.

"P-please let him go!" I screamed, but my father remained deaf, so my vision suddenly went dark, and I felt like my wolf wanted to break free, but no matter what it did, it had difficulty getting free because the silver chain was tied to my body, which weakened my body and the monster in it my heart

"Father! Don't hurt her!" I shouted again, but my mother just smiled at me. It doesn't even fight anymore.

As if it has accepted its death.

But no.

I can't...

I feel like I'm going crazy. I don't know what to do.

My mother was about to close her eyes, so I immediately lost strength.

"I will tell you where she lives, Father... So please don't hurt my mother." Surrendering behaviour made it seem as if my father immediately lost his appetite and just let go of my mother, who made her fall to the floor.

There, he coughed and looked at me dumbfounded.

While my father turned to me with joy in his eyes.

"That's great! Now you're back, son! Am I on your side now?" It seemed like a young man. He came to me and immediately grabbed me by my jaw.

Tearfully, I looked into his eyes and nodded, but I was startled when he tightened his grip on my jaw, and I could feel his nails digging into it.

"Say the word son or else..."

"Y-yes, father." I emphatically stated that he nodded in agreement before releasing his grip on me.

"Oh, I can't wait! Damn, blood! I want blood, and I would have some!" It grinned and licked its nail, which was still stained with my blood.

"Krid, dress my son and let him heal. After that, we are going to hunt and have some fun, " he said excitedly and then quickly left.

I was left dumbfounded.

"I hate you." My lips parted when I heard my mother's words.

And again, another tear fell from my eyes.

"How can you give up the woman you love? How did you choose to let her end up in your father's hands? Are you that weak?" It screamed and ran between us, then slapped me.

Krid, who had just arrived, tried to stop it, but my mother didn't want to stop.

"Let her Krid... I deserve it." I said, and Krid gave me a sad look.

"You don't have to choose me, do you? What don't you understand? Didn't I tell you that I would rather see you happy than live and see you continue to do actions that are not appropriate? I thought I raised you right. I could see my son far away. Why is it so easy for you to choose to be a monster?" I bowed down and just accepted his continuous slapping.

I felt so numb.

Her face reflected inside my head, and my tears fell again.

I'm sorry ...

I'm sorry...