𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 ━━ LYDIA MARTIN

77

ONCE REID HEARD THE sound of footsteps and loud voices calling for their alpha, he turned to face the door.

He had tied Genevieve to the bed with the cloth still in her mouth. The door to the room swung open, revealing a couple of men and women, all looking over the age of twenty or so.

The werewolves' eyes fell on their alpha and instantly looked at Reid, anger in their stares. "Who are you?" A large man asked through gritted teeth.

Reid turned to his mom with a fake pout, "you didn't tell them about me?"

"Look, kid, I don't know who you are but you're messing with the wrong people."

"Oh, yeah?" Reid tilted his head to the side, shooting the group of six an amused look.

"What are you looking at?" The large man looked at the others, pointing to the bed, "go help her!"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Reid spoke making the large man growl, "who the fuck are you? Why are you doing this?"

"Why are we talking to him? He's just a kid. Let's kill him and save her—" the woman who was saying this was cut off by Genevieve who began humming loudly as she shook her head at her. The woman frowned, "you don't want us to kill him?" Genevieve again shook her head.

"Tell me," Reid's voice made them all look at him, "how many of your pack members are out there?"

"None," a woman replied truthfully, "it's just us."

"So you guys were the ones who were waiting for orders to kill my friends then, hmm?"

"She's our alpha, we do what she tells us to and besides, they're just a bunch of useless beings. Killing them means noth—" the large man was cut off with a sharp gasp when Reid's hand made it's way into his body. The others watched in fear, shock and disgust when Reid edged closer to the man, seeming to be looking for something as his hand dug further and further until he finally ripped something out of the man who fell on the ground, almost dead.

"Is that one of his..." A woman trailed off, all of their eyes fixed on the organ in between Reid's blood coated fingers, "...kidneys?"

"These are my friends you're talking about," he let the organ fall on the ground, more blood splashing on the tiles, "have some respect."

"Oh my god, it's you!" Another man exclaimed, his eyes widening with surprise, "you're... you're him."

"Him?" He repeated, half-annoyed, "what's that supposed to mean? Who the fuck is him?"

"Reid," he breathed out, "Gen's and Gabriel's son. You're the one they call psychotic–"

"– Okay, you can stop." Reid interrupted, "here's what's gonna happen. First I'll kill all of you then Ill deal with her."

"Think you're that strong?" A man taunted, "you're only seventeen."

"Age is just a number," he shrugged in response, clasping his hands together as he looked up at the five remaining people. "It's whenever you want or you can always back ou—" he was interrupted when a man threw a punch at him. Reid was quick and grabbed his wrist, breaking it instantly but kept holding it to keep him in place. The man screamed in pain and only screamed more when he dug his claws right in his throat, killing him instantly.

"One down, four to go." He looked at the two men and two women left. The second one of the men ran towards him, Reid stepped aside and grabbed him by the back of his neck, snapping it. With a grin stretched on his lips, he looked at the remaining three. "I'm having fun, are you?"

"Oh my god," the only man left breathed out, his eyes widening as he stared at Reid whose hands were dripping with blood along with his pale grey shirt.

"You– you killed my friends!" He stuttered out, his teeth gritting in anger as he kept his frustration filled eyes on the seventeen year old. "I'm going to kill you!"

"Really?" Reid glanced at his mother then back at the bald man, "she told you not to."

"Screw this," were the last words the man said as he ran towards Reid as well, not before having cracked his knuckles which amused the hybrid, "okay, big guy. I see you."

"Shut up," the bald man shouted as he tried to punch Reid who caught his fist and punched him instead in the stomach. He grunted in pain but quickly composed himself before trying to punch the hybrid again. Reid dodged the punch only to receive one right in the face from his other hand.

"Nice," he muttered, his lips busted open for a second but it healed right after. He smirked at the bald man who yelled in frustration, landing another punch at Reid. However, he missed when the Hybrid dodged and kicked him in the back of his knees instead.

Once the man doubled over, Reid dug his hand in his chest, right where his heart was and ripped it out without second thoughts. The screams of the two women didn't go unheard by him as he looked up at him, blood having splashed on his face. "I really don't wanna hit you two—" he was yet to finish his sentence when the two women ran out of the place.

Standing up, he turned to look at Genevieve who now had tears streaming down her face as she screamed in the cloth. He chuckled, walking towards her, "some pack you got there."

He then removed the cloth from her mouth and she was quick to scream, "you fucking psycho! You killed them!" She struggled against the restraints, "how could you? I hate you! I fucking hate you, you absolute psychop—" A gasp left her mouth, her eyes widening when Reid slit her throat.

"I tried to give you a chance," he whispered to her dying self, his eyes staying fixed on the blood that was oozing out of her, "I really did."

He stood there and watched her bleed to death.