The Alphas Prize

Chapter 24: Honesty - Part 3/3

I looked at the clock, and it was now 8:30, and it was finally time to go. I smiled, overjoyed that this moment was here, at last, the moment I have dreamt of for years, where I would kill Cain and become Alpha, as I was destined to be. Maybe I would keep Freja, instead of killing her, keep her as my Luna. She would be a respectable woman to have at my side, ruling the pack together. I pondered this idea for a moment and then decided I wanted to kill her instead; she is too much of a pain in the ass.

I grabbed my bag off the bed and walked over to my window, unlocking the window and opening it. Then I tossed my bag onto the ground before jumping out the window. I stood to my full height and straightened myself before walking confidently into the woods.

After walking for almost 30 minutes, I finally arrived at the meeting spot and not to my surprise, I was the first one here. They better be here in two minutes because if not, I will kill them for ruining this opportunity. I pinched the bridge of my nose, the fury boiling inside of me. Then, suddenly, I heard a branch snap behind me, and I whipped around to see a smiling Adela standing there.

She cocked a brow. "What's your problem?" Adela asked with a smile.

My lip curled into a snarl. "Don't play with me, Adela, not tonight. I am on edge and not in the mood for your bullshit. Where is Lazarus?"

Adela's eyes narrowed on me, and her nostrils flared. "He's not here yet." She said through gritted teeth. I clearly struck a nerve with her, but I didn't care. Keeping her satisfied was not my priority tonight.

My eyes scanned her body, in a judgmental manner, before turning around and looking for that pathetic vampire. The forest was dark now, but I was glad to have enhanced vision, being able to see clear as day in the dead of night. Not so far in the distance, I spotted Lazarus, with six burly men trailing behind him. Cain didn't stand a chance against us; he and Freja would die tonight. I abruptly remembered that Adela had mentioned earlier that she needed to obtain an essential item before tonight, something that would aid us in the battle.

I turned around and faced her. Adela's expression was neutral, giving me nothing on how she was feeling. "Did you get the item that you spoke of earlier?" I asked her casually, trying to get answers from her.

Adela straightened herself. "As a matter of fact, I did." She said with a sinister smile before reaching around to her back and pulling out a knife. The blade was dark grey in colour, almost as if it had been dipped in ashes. The handle was black, with a red ribbon wrapped around it. As I stared at the weapon in her hands, I got this ominous feeling from it.

She twirled it in her hands. "This little beauty will kill any supernatural with just one blow; it was forged by a witch who vowed to rid the earth of anything unnatural. Got it from some witch." Adela said calmly. I eyed the weapon, unsure of how I felt having something so dangerous to my kind being within my proximity. Lazarus finally arrived, and he stopped dead in his tracks, glaring at the weapon in Adela's hand.

His eyes turned a deep red. "Where did you get that heinous thing?" He sneered, making me curious as to what he knew about the weapon.

Adela smirked. "From a witch. I take it you are familiar with the blade, familiar with its cursed steel." She reached around to her back again, returning the blade to where it was initially hidden from sight.

Lazarus snarled, "Yes, quite. So, keep that thing away from me." His face held many emotions, but fear was the strongest of them all.

Adela chuckled. "Calm down, leech; it's not meant for you anyways." This woman was difficult to read; she appeared to be on our side but also gave me the feeling that she had a secret agenda, and I could only hope that whatever she was planning it wouldn't get in the way of my own plans for tonight.

I placed my bag onto the ground, its weight causing the dirt to stir up and create a cloud of dust around us. "I have brought a few things we will need, things that will help in making sure everything goes according to plan, just as discussed, and I want to be sure that everyone knows their part?" I asked, glancing between the faces surrounding me.

Everyone nodded their heads and smiled brightly; it was evident that they were as ready for this as I was, ready to take down Cain and that bitch of his. I bent down and opened the bag. "Then let's begin, shall we." I grinned widely, ready for what was to come.

I reached into the bag and passed around a small bottle that contained a bright, green liquid. "This here will mask our scents. So, they won't be able to smell us coming until it is too late." Everyone took a sip from the bottle, myself included. Next, I pulled out another bottle that contained a yellow powder. "And this here, if you can get close enough to either one of them, just take a small amount of the powder and blow it into their face; this will stop them from being able to shift into their wolves." I passed the bottle around, along with some small jars I had packed to put the powder in; they all took some powder and placed it into the jars, then carefully stowed it away.

I reached into the bag once more and took out the same knife I had used to take my parents' lives. I stared at the blade, which was still stained with their blood, and a feeling of euphoria ran throughout my entire body. Soon, Cain's blood would mix with theirs, staining the blade as well. I looked around at everyone. "It's time. Everyone take their places and remember, Cain is mine." They all nodded in agreement, and one by one, they started off to take their places, just as planned. Once everyone was out of sight, I walked off into the distance, ready to end this.