《The Alpha's Protector》Fifteen
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I can't explain the way it felt to rip out Davids throat and bathe in his blood. It was warm, and ran down my throats so smoothly that I couldn't believe I had never tasted blood before. Damon looked pained while I ripped out his beloveds throats, but he didn't move until I lunged for my fathers.
He and Alec held me down, hissing at me as I growled. I could feel my wolf whimpering inside of me, but all I could think about was the sound of blood running through everyone's veins.
Alex and Damon gripped my arms as they dragged me somewhere, shoving me into a car before wrapping a rope around my arms and legs. The rope burned as I thrashed against it, my eyes burning silver as I roared at them. The car started moving, driving for close to an hour before it finally stopped. My brother stepped out with Alec pushing me out of the car, the palace looking over me.
"Just wait till they get a hold of you." I growled at my brother, the door in front of me slamming open. Ethan ran outside with Mariah and Jessie behind him, the sound of Tyler shouting from indoors.
"Lena, what the hella happened to you!" I hissed at Ethan, his face blurring as I took him in. I took a deep breath, the smell of lemons and warmth assaulting me, but something else overpowered it.
Salt and iron, the tang I had grown to adore. I opened my eyes and grinned, hearing the sound of blood roaring in my ears. Something grew in my canines, longer until they peaked my bottom lip. I licked my lips with my dry tongue, feeling my claws elongate as I took a step.
That's when a warrior tried to take me out. I whipped out if its way before pouncing on it, my teeth ripping out its aorta. Blood poured out of him as I drank it all in, lapping as the blood covered my body and his quietly died out.
I dropped him to find Ethan staring at me in horror, Mariah's tears falling down her face with Jessie trying to hold her. I grinned, my teeth covered in red. A crash sounded as Tyler ran out of the house, his mother and father scrambling after him.
He halted when he saw me, my nose scrunching at him. I didn't want to kill him, even though I could feel the warmth of his blood from here. My eyes flashed between all of them, something was stopping me from ripping into their veins and drinking everything they had in them.
"Leona, feed." I looked to my father, my eyes narrowing on his throat.
He looked tasty, I could kill him, right?
I took a step to Ethan before spinning and grabbing my father. He roared when I bit into his wrist, ripping me off of him and throwing me into a huge oak tree. My body screamed as I collapsed on the ground, my body grinning maliciously as I lifted my head from the ground.
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"Run little man, run." I stood up and in a flash I lifted him above the ground withy hand, my claws elongating as they poked into his skin. Blood blossomed, my gaze staring intently as it rolled down his skin.
I brought it to my mouth in a matter of seconds and tasted the blood on my tongue, basking in the warmth it gave me. I drank until I felt his body get ripped off of me, my fangs elongating farther as I hissed at Alec.
He hissed back at me, standing in front of my meal who was still breathing. "Leona! Stop this!"
"You are not of any authority to address me in that matter!" I lunged and threw him in the direction of the home, his body connecting with a marble column.
The column cracked and fell on top of his body, a groan leaving his lips. Tyler stepped forward, his hand out in front of him as he walked to me. "Lena, Lena calm down."
"Lena is not my name mutt, her dog is in the back of my mind. She is dormant, and now I is time I feed." He gaped at my words, Xander rushing forward. I growled, baring my teeth at Tyler's father. "I do not want to hurt my mates father, let me feed!"
I turned and bolted, deeper into the kingdom.
***
I woke up covered in blood, cold and completely alone. My heart raced as I took in everything around me, I was laying in a unknown pack house with bodies laying around me. I gasped at the blood, feeling my wolf inside my head again.
"What have I done?" I asked aloud. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I took everything in, there was close to 20 bodies in this room alone. Young, old, no one was spared.
'I'm sorry, I became dormant and your vampire side slaughtered everyone during your blood lust. Since you had never drunken before, it went overboard.'
I collapsed in that house, sobs racking me. I was supposed to be fearless, the Queen of two kingdoms; one of which I didn't want to rule. I was a Protector, I was supposed to be the good in the world.
Instead, I felt like a monster.
I walked around the home, entering rooms and learning about those I had killed. The alpha was a man in his thirties, with a mate and two children. His beta had one child he had adopted with his mate, a man named Ridley. His Delta had a mate but no child, instead had two dogs, of which were not spared.
I read the journals I could find, looked through the photo albums stored in the corners of rooms. Cried over broken hearts, cried over births that I had ruined, I just plain cried. I felt my heart tearing as guilt pummeled into me, I could never be the queen to a world of which I had killed so many.
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The night came as I walked down the steps of the home, the night dark with the new moon. It was as if the Goddess herself was ashamed of what I had done, and was punishing me by not gracing me with the light.
I left and walked through the forest for days. I did not eat, I barely slept, and I made sure I didn't come in contact with any wolves; or humanity in general. I closed myself off, I just didn't feel right.
When I shut my eyes to bask in the warmth of the sun, all I saw was the faces I murdered. I knew I couldn't have controlled it, it was my father and brothers fault, but I still felt the undeniable guilt.
It was at least two weeks before I stumbled back to the castle I had dreaded coming back too. My father stood outside, his eyes trained as if he knew I was coming back today. He grinned when I walked through the tree line, covered in filth and dirt and most likely smelling like death.
"I'm glad you've made your way back to us Leona, how was your feeding?" I shut my eyes, pushing a snarl back down into my throat.
"Kill me." He looked surprised at my words, my hands trembling as I played with the hem of my dress.
"What? Why would we kill you?" I rolled my bottom lip between my teeth, pressure building behind my eyes as I tried so desperately not to cry.
"I've became a monster. Let Damon take over the kingdom, and kill me under the strawberry moon. My mate would be disgusted by what I've done, I am disgusted by what I have done." He watched me as I spoke, eyes my blood caked body.
"You should not be disgusted, it is what you are. Your vampire side was dormant for so long, you must understand-"
"No! Either kill me and give Damon my powers or I will find someone that will!" I snarled at him, his face setting into the cold, stone features that I had grown accustomed too.
"Fine, go into the house and find Damon. The Moon is in one week, prepare yourself." I nodded as I walked to the castle, the wind blowing wild as I stepped closer to my doom. "Do you wish to tell your mate goodbye one last time?"
I turned slowly, eyeing the man I have grown to loathe so much. "Is he here? Or at his home, safe."
"He is home, we have not caused any harm to the Royal Wolves."
"I want a laptop ready tomorrow, so I can properly say goodbye to everyone." He nodded as I turned again, my shoulders dropping as faces flashed in my mind.
"I am sorry Leona, it wasn't supposed to be this way." I whirled around again, my eyes blazing as I stalked to him.
"You should be sorry! You couldn't just leave me alone! I would've been fine, Tyler would've been fine! He could've found a girl to marry besides me, and I would've been okay!" I felt tears fall now, my anger boiling my blood as I screamed at him.
"You are royalty! It is your right to rule, no mutt will change that and take it from you!" I sneered at him, inching closer to his face.
"You seem to forget that you are a mutt yourself, father." I spit at him, watching his eyes darken. "Now let me go bathe and wallow in my own self pity, I want to be dead soon."
I growled at him as I turned around, making my way into the castle. I growled to a surprised Damon and Alec, finding my way to my so called 'bedroom'. I bathed for close to an hour, the dried blood and dirt not coming off easily.
I dressed into jeans and a long sleeved black shirt, making my way into the library Damon and Alec sat at. They peered up to me when I entered, eyeing my cautiously to make sure I wasn't in blood lust anymore.
"I'm fine, I'm not going to kill anyone." They both breathed a sigh of relief as I settled into a small couch in the corner.
"Have you decided then? You're going to rule our kingdom?" Alec looked at me hopeful, his eyes shining.
"No, Damon will be killing me in a weeks time." Damons mouth dropped while Alec looked crushed, his fingers curling into themselves.
Maybe he did feel something for me? It wasn't fair, I didn't feel anything for him.
'He just wanted power, that's why he's crushed.'
"How can you say that so easily?" Damon asked me as he shut his book, both of them eyeing my depressed state.
"I deserve it. I slaughtered an entire pack, whether or not I like it I am a monster, and I can't run from this."
"Vampires have done much worse than that!" Alec shouted as he jumped to his feet, hurriedly making his way to kneel before me.
"I don't care, I am a wolf. They were my people, I, I can't look at myself, I can't breathe, I can't do anything without seeing their lifeless faces. I'm sorry," I stood up quickly, tears threatening to fall once again. "I'm weak, I'm sorry."
I ran out of the library until I found the stairs leading to the dungeon. I raced down the steps, throwing myself into a cell laced with silver. I gripped the bars, burning through the skin on my palms, slamming it shut behind me.
I was a murderer. I belonged in the cells.
This punishment may never be enough, but it's a start.
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