I Want You To Kill Her

Daria POV

The borders around the Wolfen Kingdom were secure. My warriors were on every perimeter, cloaked with the Dark Lord’s magic to remain invisible. Both my demon and I were itching to cross the border and rip Alpha King Jonathan into shreds. Or kill Roman.. Or something.. Sitting there, waiting, was not doing me any favors. I needed action. I needed blood and gore; I needed to kill and bathe in the blood of my enemies. I needed to taste the victory!

“Mistress, you have a visitor”, I heard the voice of one of my demon warriors. Just great. I was agitated to begin with, all I needed now were visitors and small talk. On a cue, the irritating, ever annoying, pretentious she-wolf, dubbing herself a future Luna Queen, waltzed into my tent. I never understood what Dark Lord Khor saw in her, I found her insufferable truth to be told. Standing there, acting as if she owned a place, her mere presence was agitating. She tried to exert her aura on me, tried to show her dominance, as only a fool would do to a demon of royal blood such as me. “Lady Daria”, she said, in her pesky voice, although at least she had shown some manners and understood how to address me properly. Arching my eyebrows, I looked her up and down, while sitting on my chair, looking over the plans we made for invasion. I did not get up for that little whiny bitch, she did not deserve to even be in my presence, but given Dark Lord Khor’s plans for the little red wolf, I had to play the part.. for now anyway..

“How lovely to see you, future Luna Queen”, I said, snickering at her, reminding her that she and her position are in that place solely as a favor to the Dark Lord and me. It was me, after all, who made it possible for her to even ever find him.

“Why are you here? You know it is dangerous to come see me. What if somebody followed you? Or seen you? We have plans. Plans of the Dark Lord himself, and you are asked to go and fuck your husband to be or get marked or whatever you filthy creatures do. I do not see a mark on your pretty little neck little wolf.. so why the fuck are you here, bothering me and risking my mission?”, I spat at her. I knew she was not used to be spoken to in this type of a way, but I did not particularly care. I looked into her eyes and saw anger and fear, the creature willing to do whatever she could to survive. I knew I could not trust her, but perhaps she could be useful to my overall plans after all, but I could never allow somebody so damaged to have a say in them.

She shifted nervously, and I realized that she could tell I could see through her. “She is bold…”, I heard the voice of my demon and I had to agree. “Lady Daria, I had no choice but to come. I need your help. The whole plan depends on it”, she spoke frantically, twisting her hands. “Roman’s girlfriend.. or perhaps a mate… I do not know what she is to him exactly.. But she is back.. In the pack.. And… He… He…”, she was blabbing like a broken record, but what she said caught my attention. “His girlfriend??? A mate??? Alpha King has no mate.. well, none that we could ever find, are you sure you know what you are talking about?” I asked doubtfully. This she-wolf was obsessed with power, so much so that she even killed her own father. Perhaps she was seeing things, but I was willing to listen, as we could not afford any mistakes, any mishaps at that time. “Trust me.. If you had seen them together, you would understand”, she continued nervously. “It is his witch, Dragana, she is back in the pack, and I caught them… I mean.. I.. lI saw… I mean…. I walked in…”, she continued mumbling, and for the millionth time I wondered again why the Dark Lord trusted such an important job to this blithering idiot.

However, I knew that the Dark Lord wanted the witch. In fact, I knew what the stupid little she-wolf did not. Dragana was a Tribrid, one of the most powerful creatures to walk the earth. And if my information was correct, she was somehow related to the Dark Lord himself – how, that I still did not know. But I knew that he was obsessed with her, that all of our plans, all of this was centered around her. I knew that our new ally Verena wanted her too. It was a tug of war between her, a strange creature of mystical powers with an army of monsters, and my own master, the most powerful Lycan and Witch, the Dark Lord. Both had one thing in common, they both wanted the Tribrid, and for now, they were playing nice with each other, supposedly allies. I knew that was a façade, I knew they were simply using each other, and would rip each other to shreds in order to get her. Truth be told, that suited me perfectly. To the victor go the spoils, and while they would battle between them, I would swoop in with my father’s army, those loyal to me, and take what is mine once and for all.

“I do not understand why you came to me for this, Alice? Are you saying you cannot handle a measly witch yourself??”, I said judgmentally, not giving her more information. I knew she was no match for Dragana, and I could see that the Al Kadar dagger was already draining her of her essence, of her strength. Soon, she would go mad, and be lost completely, unbeknownst to her, however, just as planned. She looked pale and weaker than last time I saw her. “Lady Daira, you do not understand. I cannot do anything myself – it would be too suspicious. I mean, I am sure I could take her on, after all I am Alpha’s blood”, she said pridefully, and I cannot but snort internally at her words. “Very well… I understand…”, I replied. “So what is it that you want me to do Alice?” Her once pretty eyes looked straight into mine locking onto me with determination when she spoke “I want you to kill her.”