He smirks, still oblivious to how dangerous I am. I have conquered kingdoms, yet this puny thing thinks he is stronger than I. What a complete joke.
And that’s exactly what you are, isn’t it? A bitch…and your place is on your knees with my cock in your mouth, he sneers, grabbing his crotch, before he turns to his followers. Take her. I smirk. It’s been a while since I’ve killed. This is going to be fun.
The first one rushes to be, claws out about to strike. He doesn’t get close though, because before he can, he is on his back, his warm, beating heart in my hand.
I turn to the so-called leader just as I drop the heart and lick the blood off my fingers. Like I said, you messed with the wrong bitch.
He tries to hide it, but it’s there. Fear is etched in his eyes, and it fills the room like a sweet aroma. It calls to both me and my wolf. We thrive off it. We feed off it. We bathe it.
He takes a step back as Xena comes forward. My eyes usually turn pitch black. I’m guessing that is what has him taking a step backwards.
Before any of them can react, I strike. There are screams as I tear into them limb to limb. I don’t care though; the screams and fear from others feed into our bloodthirst.
Minutes later, all eleven of the traitors lay dead. Blood coats the floor, tables, chairs and my skin. I turn and address the room.
Does anyone have something to say? I ask, locking eyes with them. Anyone else think they can take me out?
They bow their heads and shake them.
Clean this mess, I say to no one in particular before leaving the room.
I hear footsteps behind me, but I don’t have to turn to know it’s my second in command.
Fill me in, I command while I use my powers to clean the blood off my skin and clothes.
She killed the hybrids we sent after her, he mutters, not pleased that they are dead.
Was it a struggle for her like before?
No, he replies. She was able to command them and even with a broken hand, she was still able to kill them.
I had told him to send two hybrids after her and then stay back and watch what would happen.
That’s perfect
What do you mean?
It was just a test… If she’s able to command them, then it means she’s getting stronger. I need her at full power if we are going to set Kaden free.
We walk in silence for a while. The hybrids don’t know that they are just pawns. Only our original army knew that all this, all we are doing is to bring Kaden back and take what rightfully belongs to us. And the other project? I ask, pushing the door to my office. Did she find the texts?
He gets in behind me and closes the door. Yes, she did.
That’s great. I smile, feeling excited for the first time in centuries. She’s playing right into our hands, and she doesn’t even know it.
I laugh, completely loving this game.
One of the gifts I got from my
mother was the ability to whisper into someone’s ear without them
realizing it. They always think
that
it’s their consciousness or thoughts directing them, when in reality it’s little old me.
I planted the idea in Raven’s mind and she took the bait. That text that she found was placed there by one of the many witches on my payroll. She thinks she found out the truth when, in reality, I am the one that was controlling her every move like a puppet.
What next?
Now we wait for her to master more of her powers before we place another piece of text shedding some light on what she needs to do to
undo the so-called curse, I murmur
playing with the pen on my desk.
BUMS
You know she won’t agree to it, right? Given now they know who Kaden is. Blake questions, looking at me dubiously.
Oh, yee of little faith. I look at him and smile. She will. We just need a small window of opportunity, but that’s enough. Sadie will free Kaden. I’ve got the right ammo to make sure she does.