Chapter 85

Chapter 85


Tios

My eyes wander around as I try to spot the beautiful maid brunette I almost killed earlier.

My mind flashes back to earlier.

I move with blinding speed to get my meal.

“Ahh!!" she screams, throwing her watering pot away as she turns to look at me.

My fangs spread out, a hissing sound leaves my throat.

Her veins moves, the sound, smell messing with my head.

" Are you hun—hungry?” she squeaks, eyes clouding with tears.

I don't answer or acknowledge her, wrapping my left palm around her neck. I drag her closer, and sink my teeth into her neck.

Blood flows into my mouth, the delicious taste sending my brain out of my head.

I just wanted a taste now I want more.

More, more, more.

I sink my teeth deeper, her cries echo through the garden, but I don’t stop.

My other hand flies to her waist pressing her impossibly closer as I drag more.

I am suddenly pulled away from my meal. A dangerous snarl leaves my throat.

The intruder, Origen, throws a bag of blood at me. I dive the blood tearing it open as drink to my satisfaction.

It is only when I am satisfied do I realise what I have done.

Fuck.

I hiss in anger. I attacked a harmless maid. The same brunette I have been trying to talk to.

Origen took her to the doctor, and was immediately give blood.

She is a wolf so she healed real fast. I know I should find her, and apologise. I just couldn't, I had to go see my brother first.

Now I am back, yet I am still hesitating to go find her.

Because part of me knows she will see me as a monster. For once in my life, I don't want her to see me like that.

As if the universe is against me, at that moment she passes by.

This is my chance, I move quickly blocking her path.

She shrink back, her steps faltering as her eyes flicker around. Her fingers tremble as tears pours down her eyes.

“I am sorry please don’t feed off me again.” her voice is tiny, tears unstoppable.

It’s like seeing me opened a floodgate.

Fuck!!!!!

“TIOS!!!!! WE HAVE TO GO NOW. THERE IS AN EMERGENCY.” Origen yells, running past me in the hall.

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

That is all I am able to get out before Origen drags me away.

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Melanie

On getting to their border, we lurk around trying to see if there is anyone around.

“So, what now?” Z whispers, turning her head to look at me.

Her eyes narrow when I just stare at her blandly, “You don't have a plan?” she gasps.

Her left eyes starts twitching as she grips the bark of a tree tightly.

I almost started laughing, “Well, I was just going to storm in and start killing. There is no specific plan to killing.” I shrug, tugging at the sleeves of my top.

“Of course there is—”

“So, where is the fun then?” I quirk an eyebrow at her.

“Let’s go burn them, and have fun while at it. They deserve it, and we do too.” I growl.

Macho’s brown eyes, and adorable smile flashes through my mind. The way he moves his fingers when casting a spell or how he reads so hard when looking for a solution to a problem.

A frown marr my feature as I duck down a bit.

My finger clenches into fist, fire erupts around my hands. The trees starts rustling as I step forward.

“For Macho.” I nod towards her.

Her eyes burn blue, electricity coursing through her body. She nods back, “For Macho.”

Then we move. I dive head first into their land, the fire spreads through my whole body.

Spreading to the floor, my clothes starts burning off. Before I can get worried vines from tree roots pluck out from the floor wrapping around my body.

Screams rings out as we march into the village.

A child runs towards her mother, who hastily pulls her up then starts running.

My lips curves into a dark smile.

“Just Soldiers , and their measly Kukukan.” I implore, and she nods.

There is no use killing innocent people, if we do that then we are just like them.

About a hundred soldiers march towards us, their body throbbing with electricity.

If only they knew, they would be trying to be civilian by now.

The fire around me grows larger as my eyes start brimming hot red.

“Let me out.” Grunona’s rough waft into my ears.

Her paws are out ready for war, I should reign her in, and try to be in control.

But, where is the fun in that?

Without thinking I throw myself back, and give her control.

The hairs in my body stand to attention as more grows beside it, my fingers slowly morphing into claws.

My vision goes green before clearing. I stomp my paws, and dive forward.

My teeth digs into the neck of my first victim, dragging out a chunky part of his flesh as I land back down.

It’s like a monster in me is released as I go after each soldier, clawing at them.

A sharp pain sting through me, my head turn to see a small boy of about eight years old.

He actually stabbed me crying, “Leave my people alone.” he screams, tears messing up his face so much that he is red.

My paws retract so does my claws, fangs and hair.

I turn to look at the small boy, regarding him with utmost attention.

A woman I assume is his mother runs to us. She falls flat on the floor, rolling back, and forth relentlessly

“Please spare him, please. He knows nothing.” she pleads, her tears mixing with the dirt if the floor.

“All the soldiers will burn at my wrath, so will your king. Do you know why?” I tilt my bead to the side, watching more tears pour out of his eyes.

He shakes his head, “No.” his voice comes out meek, and scared.

Good.

“They killed my people, killed my family.” I growl, something in his eyes twitch.

I don't wait to hear a response, I just dive head first into my next victim.

Zara throws her electric whip around someone's throat, pulling it with so much force.

The head falls away from the body. She roars into the air then leaps into the air, only to land on the head of another arcindian.

I speed towards them. I dig my fist into his chest, dragging out his heart.

The dark side return, the rage. The thirst for blood.

Without missing a beat, I tear out a huge part of the heart and chew.

Blood pumps out, sprawling down my cheeks to my already bloodied clothes.

I throw my hand forward disposing the heart away as I plug my fist into another heart.

I bite a large chunk once again as I shove my other hand down someone's stomach, dragging out the entire system.

“ENOUGH OF THIS MADNESS!!!” the Kukukan miserable soon to be dead
voice rings out.

I pause in chewing a delicious heart, and look up.

I pale as I see who the king has his hands wrapped around.

“Stop this or he dies.” he growls.