Alpha Alec’s Redemption - Chapter 121: Chapter 121
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I walk through the gates of my castle worn out, tired and completely pissed off. Someone had sent word that they had spotted my mother. That they were sure it was her.
This time I decided to go myself. After all, if it was her, I wanted to drag her here myself. I wanted to be the one to bring her here to face her punishment.
It was a complete bust, though. No one had seen a woman of her description. Either whoever gave us that information lied or they were also fed the wrong information. Either way, someone is going to pay for wasting my fucking time.
“Your highness,” two of the guards at the gates bow to me as I pass. I don’t say anything; just give them a brief nod before heading towards my castle.
It’s been three days since I left. I hate that I’ve come back empty-handed. I hate that my so-called mother is still free somewhere out there. I want her to be here when I bring back Kaden. She will be a gift to him.
Hearing a ruckus in the common room, I head there. The last thing I need when I get back home from a disappointing journey is to deal with loud and rowdy hybrids.
I get closer and then stop at the door. There is a hybrid in the middle of the room who seems to be addressing the rest. I clench my fist completely pissed off. I want nothing but to rip his heart out, but I stop myself. First, I need to know who is supporting him before I do anything.
“Are we really going to let a weak stupid bitch treat us like her slaves?” he asks, his confidence pouring out of him in waves. She is nothing but a werewolf and we are more. So much more. I say we should take her out and take over.”
“Yeah!” a few side with him, pumping up their fists in solidarity.
”
“She promised us revenge on those snotty packs, clans and covens that thought were better than us. She said we would bring them chaos and watch them burn, yet she has done nothing except sit her ass on that throne.”
He doesn’t have a lot of supporters, but isn’t that how a rebellion starts? Ask humans about their God and the rebellion one of the angels started. It began with a whisper here and there, one angel, then two, and then finally there was a war in heaven.
He thinks I am weak because I am a woman. He should ask those who thought the same, but he can’t because they are all dead. I scan the room. Most of the hybrids ignore him; some are watching him, and there are those who are really listening, his supporters. Blake is at the far end of the room with a smirk on his face. As if feeling my gaze, he looks towards me, and his grin becomes wider. He knows it. He knows the idiot can’t take me out. He’ll be dead before he even tries.
“I say we take her out. She is nothing without her scepters. She is powerless and weak.” He pauses and then laughs like a maniac. “She’s beautiful though; it’ll be a waste to end her life. Maybe if she begs nicely, I’ll keep her and let her have my cock, or I’ll just fuck and end her all the same.”
The last comment brings both mine and Xena’s fury to the surface. No one, and I mean no one, disrespects me like that. “Say that again; I didn’t quite hear you,” I growl, entering the common room.
He turns and gives me a condescending look. He doesn’t seem afraid; instead, he is confident. He is underestimating me, and that will be his downfall.
He gives his followers a look, and they stand up. There are about ten of them. No worries though; none of them will exist after tonight.
“Look what we have here; it’s the boss herself,” he mocks, thinking he has the upper hand.
A different scene has probably played out in his head. One where he manages to kill me and the other hybrids see how strong he is; and they vow their allegiance and loyalty to him, and he becomes the new leader of the hybrids.
“You messed with the wrong bitch,” Xena snaps, showing through my eyes.
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.
“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.”
Susie will free Kaden. I’ve got the right ammo to make sure she does.
I walk through the gates of my castle worn out, tired and completely pissed off. Someone had sent word that they had spotted my mother. That they were sure it was her.
This time I decided to go myself. After all, if it was her, I wanted to drag her here myself. I wanted to be the one to bring her here to face her punishment.
It was a complete bust, though. No one had seen a woman of her description. Either whoever gave us that information lied or they were also fed the wrong information. Either way, someone is going to pay for wasting my fucking time.
“Your highness,” two of the guards at the gates bow to me as I pass. I don’t say anything; just give them a brief nod before heading towards my castle.
It’s been three days since I left. I hate that I’ve come back empty-handed. I hate that my so-called mother is still free somewhere out there. I want her to be here when I bring back Kaden. She will be a gift to him.
Hearing a ruckus in the common room, I head there. The last thing I need when I get back home from a disappointing journey is to deal with loud and rowdy hybrids.
I get closer and then stop at the door. There is a hybrid in the middle of the room who seems to be addressing the rest. I clench my fist completely pissed off. I want nothing but to rip his heart out, but I stop myself. First, I need to know who is supporting him before I do anything.
“Are we really going to let a weak stupid bitch treat us like her slaves?” he asks, his confidence pouring out of him in waves. She is nothing but a werewolf and we are more. So much more. I say we should take her out and take over.”
“Yeah!” a few side with him, pumping up their fists in solidarity.
”
“She promised us revenge on those snotty packs, clans and covens that thought were better than us. She said we would bring them chaos and watch them burn, yet she has done nothing except sit her ass on that throne.”
He doesn’t have a lot of supporters, but isn’t that how a rebellion starts? Ask humans about their God and the rebellion one of the angels started. It began with a whisper here and there, one angel, then two, and then finally there was a war in heaven.
He thinks I am weak because I am a woman. He should ask those who thought the same, but he can’t because they are all dead. I scan the room. Most of the hybrids ignore him; some are watching him, and there are those who are really listening, his supporters. Blake is at the far end of the room with a smirk on his face. As if feeling my gaze, he looks towards me, and his grin becomes wider. He knows it. He knows the idiot can’t take me out. He’ll be dead before he even tries.
“I say we take her out. She is nothing without her scepters. She is powerless and weak.” He pauses and then laughs like a maniac. “She’s beautiful though; it’ll be a waste to end her life. Maybe if she begs nicely, I’ll keep her and let her have my cock, or I’ll just fuck and end her all the same.”
The last comment brings both mine and Xena’s fury to the surface. No one, and I mean no one, disrespects me like that. “Say that again; I didn’t quite hear you,” I growl, entering the common room.
He turns and gives me a condescending look. He doesn’t seem afraid; instead, he is confident. He is underestimating me, and that will be his downfall.
He gives his followers a look, and they stand up. There are about ten of them. No worries though; none of them will exist after tonight.
“Look what we have here; it’s the boss herself,” he mocks, thinking he has the upper hand.
A different scene has probably played out in his head. One where he manages to kill me and the other hybrids see how strong he is; and they vow their allegiance and loyalty to him, and he becomes the new leader of the hybrids.
“You messed with the wrong bitch,” Xena snaps, showing through my eyes.
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.
“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.”
Susie will free Kaden. I’ve got the right ammo to make sure she does.
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