The Everlasting

Chapter 9: Enduring The Thrill

AJ's POV

Waking up late in the night, I had tossed and turned for hours. I was restless, eventually after winning my Dancing With The Stars' audition, I finally decided that was enough, sitting up on my side of the bed.

I'm thinking it's the fact that I've just killed a foster family tonight. My little sister's foster family, with said sister no less. What kind of example am I even setting here?

Oh my Gods! What am I doing?

Ok. Breathe.

I did what I had to do.

They were abusive, hell even their children were horrible. The files Slater gave me, while driving to their house, filled me with so much anxiety and rage at the thought of her being there all by herself. They even had the nerve to starve her sometimes. I was extremely happy that she tore into Susie.

Sorry, so not sorry, but I'll forever be her hype man for ripping those Marshalls to shreds.

I can't imagine what she went through while growing up with them. I don't even want to. It makes my wolf enraged at the thought.

Who would dare try to hurt one of my pack?!

'You have to calm yourself αστεράκι. You will have choices that will seem cruel and hellish to many, even yourself. But you must think about what will come if you choose to just stand by, and let them do as they wish. Harming everything you are trying to build... Heavy is the head that wears the crown, my dear.'

Grams always knows just what to say when I needed it most. She was absolutely right though. If I wanted to protect my family, I'd have to be spilling more blood to do so.

That was unnerving for me, but not my wolf. He was drooling at the chance to rip into the next one.

Just a few years ago I would've never...

'maybe if I had the right resources...wait-what am I saying?'

I would've never murdered anyone.

Now I'm in another world where murder happens just as much as I blink. What the hell is even that?!

So you damn skippy I earned a few moments to process chewing out someone's throat from a few hours ago.

It was exhilarating.

What am I saying!?

But it was. You know you loved it, just as much as I did.

No. I didn't...I...I..d-did. I...did like it.

No, I loved it actually. It was...ahhh...it was such a rush.

Tearing into their necks, as they struggled, desperately trying to fight me off. The rush of their blood when their fear skyrocketed. Ohhh, the blood is so much sweeter when they're terrified. But it wasn't even that, that I loved the most. It was knowing that this person had wronged my sister, my pack, and that they were dying by my...my hands. That had me in a euphoria. I could crave that feeling all day, but with me being around my pack all day. I'm calm and collected. I'm rather peaceful, but when someone tries to fuck with my pack, the other person will show up.

You wanna know why wolves are known to have tempers, or 'anger issues' as you all call it. It's because this curse, as they say, only chooses the ones that are unloved by society, their family, their peers, mostly by everyone in general.

No one knows this, but that's only because of the one that created the curse, Inadu. She had felt this same way. Sadistic as she is, that's how she truly felt. And that 'anger' in someone is only amplified once they are triggered. You want to also know why that is? Take a look at it like this, the fact that she cursed us to be the very same animal that had hunted her, the very same one that she admired. She wanted to make us seem irrational, weak skinned, and hot-headed as a last laugh, but she didn't really do anything.