-Rayns p.o.v.-
"Show no fear, for fear is an emotion and an emotion is weakness. And weakness is death." I whispered in his ear just before I snapped his neck. I felt the fear coming off of him in waves before his heart stopped beating.
The crowd above me was going crazy. Just like they always did. I may no longer have a heart but I was forced to shut mine off. They choose this. They choose to watch a person kill another. They enjoy it. Hell most of the people here are regulars.
Leaning down I carved my signature into his left cheek. A cross. Not because Im religious...I do it in hopes of being forgiven by the family's of the poor bastards that get sent to fight me. I've never lost. Came close my first couple fights but never lost as you can tell. Considering there is no surrender....only fight to the death.
Leaning up I whisper "I'm sorry" as I walk away from the boy and the crowd and into the dark abyss of hell...also known as my life.
"Rayne may I speak to you for a moment?" I heard Him call from the end of the hallway.
"Sure what's up?"
"You need new clothes. The ones you have are old and stained. You have been here for 3 years. I can trust your not going to run away if I take you out. Besides you have won the championship twice for me. I thought it would be nice if I treated you with some congratulation gifts."
"Of course sir, when shall we leave?" One thing you learn in here is to agree with everything he says. Even the smallest thing. And you do WHATEVER he asks. But thank god he has a wife. So he doesn't ask me for that.
"Now if you like. Just grab a jacket, and wash your face. Meet me at the west wing I will have a car waiting for you."
"Yes sir"
-drake p.o.v.-
I feel my wolf going crazy....I think it's starting....the process of going rabid....it's rare but it's happened before. If a wolf loses his or her mate before the mating process has complete he or she will go rabid and eventually a rogue with a bloodlust. It takes a few years to complete the rabid process. 2-3 to be exact. I'm just surprised it didn't start earlier. My heart felt lighter when we landed in London.
Alpha Nickolus must be desperate if he asked for our help. Him and Alpha William do not get along what so ever. Now we are looking at 26 bodies....all with crosses carved into their cheeks.
"We found these not far from here. About 10 miles east of here." Nickolus said as he leaned down in front of a young boy...the wound looks fresh so he must have been recent.
"Here is the kicker...they are different types supernaturals." He continued as he took the files from his Beta. "Siren, vampire, shapeshifter, werewolf, werewolf, vampire, fairy, banshee, werewolf, siren, vampire, shapeshifter, shapeshifter, vampire, demon, demon, werewolf, vampire, siren, siren, banshee, werewolf, vampire, demon, demon, lycan."
"Lycan? Impossible nobody can kill a lycan...." I heard my Alpha whisper but apparently Nickolus caught it.
"Well apparently this mother fucker can and I can't find the person. I have a few leads but nothing more. Just a few hours ago I heard from a pack member that she overheard of caged fights underground in the square. Might be worth checking out so I sent a few lower ranks to check it out and report what they found. They should be back soon.
Just as they said that two teens came running to Nickolus.
"Its a girl!!!" The girl said.
"Who's a girl?" Nickolus asked confused.
"The cross killer is a fucking girl!" The boy said as he pointed to the bodies.
"What's her name? Where is she?" Nickolus wasn't happy.
Who knew one girl could take so many lives?
"They call her Kross" the boy said.
"She's in the cage fights. Championships are in a month. There is another fight next week on Friday." The girl continued.
"I don't think she has a choice in killing these people. It was fight to the death so it's either kill or be killed. She seemed popular."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah..." The boy and girl looked at each other and then to me as the boy handed Nickolus his phone. Me and Alpha Williams looked over Nickolus shoulder just as he pressed play. It was a video of the girl killing the young boy in front of us. I couldn't see her face until she got up and turned to walk away. It was her....my mate...I hurried and pressed pause. As I stared at her face. She looked blank. Like she had no soul.
"We are so sorry" the kids said to get her as the looked to the ground.
"Alpha-"
"Drake don't even think about it." Was all he said.
"But she's stuck in there! Look at her. They hurt her!!!!!"
Looking at her face I could see the scars running up her neck where my mark used to be. At that thought my wolf was whimpering at the thought of not only my mate being hurt....but his mark being taken off of her body. He was livid. He was ready for war...and I was right there with him.
