CHAPTER 53

ALPHA KIAN POV
I looked into Ferno's eyes.
It was enough.
I couldn't let a monster like him tag around my beta for too long. My beta was soft even though he looked icy and he liked Ferno too, so I was going to help him.
I channeled my wolf and let him take over. My teeth switched to that of my wolf and I snapped Ferno's neck before he could see me coming.
His blood splattered over my mouth and face and I deepened my teeth into the veins of his neck. Then, he let out a final gasp and I let go of his neck and he dropped to the floor, lifeless.
I took back control and watched Gillian sob as he neared his dead father. I understood if he loathed me. I wiped my lips and turned around to leave when I saw my beta staring at me with glazed eyes.
"Sorry," I blurted. When it came to my beta I was sometimes tongue-tied. Out of everyone in my pack, I didn't want him to hate me.
My beta walked towards me or so I thought.
He walked past me to Ferno who lay lifeless on the floor.
I knew how close he was to Ferno yet I did this. There was no forgiving me this time and I was aware of it.
I decided to leave but as I took a step away, I heard my beta's voice.
"Why aren't you going to look for Olivia?"
My heart thumped in my chest and I turned to look at my beta. He wasn't looking at me either but his words... Did he forgive me?
"Brother..." I trailed off.
His eyes were still cold so I did not know what he was thinking.
"We should do the things we were supposed to do long ago. Protect her."
Was he...
My beta looked at me and my heart thumped painfully in my chest.
"I'll go with you."
My insides melted and I nodded, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill out of my eyes.
"I'm thankful," I smiled.
My beta stood on his feet and I walked toward him and embraced him tightly. He was the one I was scared of losing the most but it turned out he was on my side.
My beta did not hug me back but I could feel his smile and it made me smile too.
"I'll go with you too."
I froze upon hearing Gillian's words.
I disengaged from the hug between my beta and me to focus on Gillian's tear-stained cheeks.
I could barely believe my eyes.
"I'll go with you." He repeated.
The present***
I shifted into my wolf and so did my beta. I gave him a nod and together, we attacked Leo who was also in his wolf form.
Leo was formidable but together, I and my beta were monsters.
I jumped on Leo and he fell to the ground, I used the opportunity to bite down on him while my beta attacked him from both sides.
Leo was forced to shift into his human form as he was badly injured and it showed even in his human form but I did not relent. I was going to kill this bastard today.
As I clawed Leo down, my beta bit down on Leo's arm and ripped it off causing Leo to let out an ear-piercing scream.
I held Leo by the neck and when I was about to snap it off, I heard a scream coming from Gillian.
OLIVIA'S POV
As my brother dragged me with him, I suddenly felt a splitting headache which made me stop.
Gillian refused to let go of me but when he saw that I was in pain, he let me go.
I fell to my knees and held my head. It was as though someone was inflicting pain on me but how was I supposed to know? It hurt but I was too weak and in pain to scream, I could only quietly sob while the pain ate at me alive.
"Olivia!" He knelt in front of me, "Where does it hurt? How does it hurt?"
I remembered something.
I was being yelled at by my so-called brother and another time, I was getting slapped.
I looked up to my so-called brother, Gillian. The pain had stopped now and the memory was clear. Now that I looked into his fraudulent eyes, I remembered all the pain it caused me, and the scar on my back reminded me of that.
"Olivia, what's wrong? Is the pain gone?" He asked worriedly.
I didn't know where the strength came from but I was able to swiftly wrap my hands around Gillian's neck. He coughed and said in a forceful tone, "So you remember.."
I tightened my hold around his neck and heard a crack.
There was nothing more I wanted than to kill him. Killing him just felt right.
"Olivia," he said in a forceful tone before bursting into loud coughs from how strong my grip was.
My grip around his neck tightened as I stood on my feet, a smirk appearing from the corner of my lips.
Gillian's was now as red as a tomato.
This made me so happy so I tossed him aside and watch him land on the ground breathlessly.
However, it was nothing compared to the pain he put me through.
I walked towards him sinisterly and he struggled to stand but couldn't.
"I-I'm sorry," he muttered, blood spilling out of his mouth.
I smirked and crouched in front of him, "Of course you're sorry, how else could you live?"
"I-i-i," I smiled at the incoherent words coming out of Gillian's mouth. He couldn't even speak properly if he wanted.
He had an internal injury that he sustained from the fall which punctured his blood vessels and called the bleeding.
"I.. really wanted to talk to you properly after we get home but it seems, we can't." He gave me a sad smile, "Father is dead."
I remembered who he was referring to.
Ferno was the fool who sold me...
This made me even angrier and I smacked Gillian hard on the face. He even got a scratch which made him bleed.
But it wasn't nearly enough to compensate for his wrongdoings.
I remembered how he treated me even worse than the maids. Many of the pack members did that to me but he was my brother.
I was a year older but I expected him to at least take my side. But he didn't!
"WHY?!" I let the tears flow, "WHY DID YOU OUT OF ALL PEOPLE DO THAT TO ME?!"
Gillian burst into tears as well before yelling out, "BECAUSE I WAS SCARED!"
I looked at him, "What?"
"IF I HAD TAKEN YOUR SIDE, I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO RAISE MY HEAD IN THE PACK!"
I laughed, letting the tears flow.
"That's why you gave up on me? Because of your pride?"
I didn't know how claws replaced my fingers but I liked that. I stabbed through Gillian's chest with a claw and more blood started pouring out of his mouth. "I just wanted to gain father's approval since mother didn't care for either of us." He said in a low tone, letting the tears flow freely.
"I'm sorry." He added.
I dug another hole into his chest with another claw and he spat dark blood. He was dying.
"But.. I always thought of you though."
I dug another claw into his wound and he let out a desperate cough, "In my room at the top corner of the shelf, there's an antidote for the scar on your back."
It was becoming annoying because this fool spoke too much.
I dug my claws into his heart area and he let out an ear-piercing scream as I grabbed a hold of his heart.
I looked at his face which held a lot of suffering and pain.
A smile crossed my face. Yes. It was finally his turn to feel what it felt like to live in hell.
I ripped his heart out of his chest and his scream seized and he fell to the ground limply.
I tossed the heart aside and let out a scream. I finally had my revenge but why was I feeling so wrong?
The feeling of guilt soon passed and I followed the feeling of power and intense strength I felt flowing in my veins.
This feeling was pushing me to kill, to destroy and I followed it and it led me to a bloody scene with Esther and Leo... Leo had lost an arm and he looked badly hurt.
I looked at the three huge werewolves in front of me and felt an urge to take their lives.
However, it didn't feel right.
I remembered these three, they did not have anything to do with my pain. They'd tried to save me but it didn't work out.
Perhaps it was my destiny to suffer and they weren't at fault.
My headache came back and this time, I did not cowardly wither in pain.
I looked for the source of the pain and my gaze became fixated on Esther.
She was a witch. Did she try to control me to kill these three?
Did she also push me to kill Gillian?
Esther scoffed as she looked at me. She no longer bothered to hide her bad intent.
A warning growl escaped from my mouth and Esther walked toward me with a knife in hand.
I scoffed, did she think that would bring me down?
Although I did not know the kind of powers I had yet, I knew I could bring her down. It didn't matter the specie she belonged to.
As Esther reached in front of me, she disappeared and the next thing I felt was a knife in my back.
My sight began to get blurry. Esther had deceived me.
I felt myself being dragged towards the tree and neither of the three Werewolves could help me because of the magic Esther used to block them from moving towards us.
I was dumped next to the tree and the moment my back hit it, I felt a tingling sensation pass through my body.
I felt dead but my eyes were still open but they weren't in the Werewolves realm and it made me wonder.
Even though I felt dead, I could perceive the entire area even with my eyes closed.
I saw Esther grab the fruit from the tree and excitedly ate it. Leo also took a bite of the fruit and like magic, his amputated arm grew back. He laughed excitedly and the three Werewolves ran off while Esther and Leo jubilated their win.
I wanted to laugh.
How could my blood create something as magical as this?
And I thought I was a failure because I couldn't shift.
Because I was now fully connected with my wolf, my memories were becoming fuzzy and my wolf's blood activated the tree's powers.
Suddenly, I saw a beam of light in front of me and a man with long bushy hair appeared. He was wearing a white garment and everything about him made me feel calm.
"You, are me." He stretched his right hand toward me and I hesitated because of the bloodstains on his hand.
"Do you remember the pain we went through?" He asked with a chuckle. "DON'T YOU WANT REVENGE?!"
Flashes of werewolves climbing on me and eating me alive etched themselves into my brain and I laughed at his outstretched hand.
The werewolves were doomed.
They killed us.
But now... It was my turn.
I lifted my hand and held his bloody hand.
I woke up and saw that I was lying next to a tree. I did not remember the specifics but I knew one thing.
I was angry and my soul craved vengeance.
I gritted my teeth and let out a loud growl. I shifted into my wolf and followed the scent of werewolves.
I created a blood bath.
It was easy, killing every werewolf that stepped on my path and it brought me a sense of contentment. It made me feel like the master of the entire werewolf realm.
I was the most powerful.
I could tramp on these weaklings and they couldn't fight back.
None of them could.
A loud laugh escaped from the depths of my throat as I squashed them to a pulp.
The bloodstains on my mouth and paws were proof of my superiority.