Wild Wolves

Chapter 25- Blood Wars

Lydia

"No!" Draven blocked in, he shields me away from the weak Daniel. I couldn't see him behind his legs. "I'll never let my granddaughter killed an innocent boy just like you did," he said sternly.

Laurent kicked Daniel on the head with a massive force, Daniel drowned with dizziness and he fell to the ground.

Laurent rose from his throne and he opened his arms like he's waiting for Draven to give whatever he had.

All of them parted ways, Kate and Kristophe attacked the Omegas and Draven approached Laurent with my mother's sword. Eric, Scott and Quinn attacked the rest allies of vampires.

Everyone except for me.

I'm fighting the "inner demon" inside me that overpowered me. I'm no longer sure who I was right now. Having every single vivid detail of my thought about how am I supposed to consume him was sickening!

I had mustered every strength in me to fight the bloodlust and I'm losing it. Sooner or later, when the monster finally reveal itself and killed Daniel. All of this will be over and I'll begin to realise who I was and what am I capable of.

I'm so not ready for this, I'm never asked for this!

I rested my body to the ground and curled myself as I tried to get far away as possible from Daniel. I was outside from my skin and part of me want to crawl and drink from him immediately.

Draven broke half part of the back of the throne. Laurent who was a better fighter, seem likely to get away and avoid every direction that Draven struck- he wasn't defending himself yet.

Kate and Kristophe already killed four werewolves and Kate seems to run out of arrows, she opened a bottle that look-alike portion and dipped the pointy end of her arrows with silver nitrate- Wild Wolves biggest weakness.

Every arrow that she shot could send the poison straight to their bloodstream and contaminated their internal organs.

Eric and Scott fought well, Eric might run out of ammo but he had our werewolves backup. Quinn made an impressive move of defence with his axe. Blood painted every part of the walls and there is too many dead, decaying bodies surrounded me.

At least none of my friends dies, yet.

There will be a bloodbath. I even covered with blood that wasn't mine just like the others. Then, Laurent removed his black, leather gloves and I saw his wearable iron claws that shone through the hall.

Laurent always wears his official iron claws when he wants to tear the flesh of his enemy, that's is his only weapon.
He didn't need anything else.

When Draven managed to remove the sword off the splinters of the throne, Laurent punched his iron claws to Draven's chest. He ripped Draven's heart and cut off his blood vessels!

Draven croaked and rivers of blood stained his shirt, he looked at his now opened hole that Laurent just carved. He looked Laurent straight in the eyes before holding out his last breath.

"Draven, No!" Kristopher yelled and some of my friends turned their heads at the laying body. No...

But I couldn't move, not even a single muscle. I'm still not recovering from the pain that courses through every inch of me. My controlled claws dug to the ground, I was forced to crawl to Daniel. Oh no...

Have you ever felt your fingernails tear apart slowly from the meat that glued to your fingers? Seriously, it's not fun.

At all!

My bloodlust possessed me, my eyes watery with concern and my body sweating like a pig. My automatic claws that ignoring the pain and the tingle of my wrist still driving me to Daniel.

My voice was sore and raspy with thirst. I want him...I want him...

"Lydia! Don't! Remember who you are!" Kristophe tried to snap me from the temptation. My pupil flashed with a dark shade of my rotten soul. I'm drooling over him, like so badly...

He's like a drug...

"Oh, I think I am" I licked my lips as I no longer remember who I am. My ears keen on detecting the most appealing beat at every pulse point. I found myself crawled my way over him and pay full attention to the pulse under his jaw.

Lots of Wild Wolves died as we outnumbered. "Kristophe" I heard Laurent said. "You betrayed me..."
He approached him. "So do you" Kristophe spat back.

Laurent caught him by his swinging wrist. He kicked Kristophe in the sternum, and he grunted in pain. He wanted to get up and reach for his sword but he stopped when he saw me just a few metres away from Daniel.

I smirked hungrily, my eyes flashed a bloodlust and my brain was a storm of hunger. My fangs popped from my gums. He looks so tasty and edible.

Yes...yes...almost there...

"Lydia! No!" Kristopher screamed out of fear. I caught Daniel's blue eyes that turned to me from the corner of his eyes, his breath was shaking so his body. He didn't move because he's exhausted, but I could feel the urge to move by his straining voice.

My deadly nails pressed to the back of his throat, caused him to crock and his corneas immediately rolled upwards as I only saw the white eyeballs.

His mouth formed an "O" and his body went limped, he losing his struggle on the pain and helplessly leaned onto me.

His face hit my shoulder and I can take my eyes off his jaw. My other hand slipped at the back of his body and I gently brushed his jaw and lifted his chin.

There's a nice pop of Adam's apple behind the skin and the blue veins that coursing freshly from the neck straight down the shoulder.

I opened my mouth and buried my fangs to his neck, nipping his flesh. A nice, warm metallic blood rushed down my mouth to my system. I gulped greedily. Sweet God in heaven!

It's the most addicting blood that I ever taste!

It tastes...so good...

I tore his flesh so the cut would be big enough to let the blood running. I gripped his shirt tightly while cracked his nape with a crunch. I let out a purr and satisfying pleasure. I grunted to get the blood into my mouth.

And just like that, he's gone.
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We lose the war, a lot of my Wild Wolves allies died and some of them retreated in surrender. My friends were covered in wounds and bruises that won't heal in one day.

They were thrown at the underground dungeon, chained and restrained. While Laurent ordered us to put into a small, dark, metallic room. Daniel fainted and probably died because his lips turned blue and his face was pale.

I finally realized what have I done and I screamed and cried upon his weak body.

Finally, my worst nightmare comes true.

So this is it, game over.

I already killed someone I loved.

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