Little Red Wulf In The Big Bad H.O.O.D

Chapter 31 ~Lost and Forgotten Is The Color Red~

Lillianna Rhedella Wulf POV

Life was taken for granted, I knew that.

I shut my eyes tightly, I wouldn’t look at him. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me scared, of seeing me in this crumbling state.

“You know, I dreamed about this day” He whispered his voice full of longing, “The day I could shed this weak body, and take on one that would never fail me” He chuckled and I listened to him pace back and forth.

I cried out at the feeling of the sharp metal tip of his cane cut across my cheek, before I could move my head or open my eyes hands grabbed my face. I gagged as his old lips pressed over the wound and his slimy tongue lapped hungrily at the blood. 

I was disgusted and traumatized, but by killing Stryker Helios had earned himself a one way ticket to hell. My Gene was even more unstable than it had been before, I would watch this man die. And even better is I would die along with him, that was my only consolation to this. 

The pain tore up my arms starting at my wrists, it was soon soothed by the soft caressing flow of my warm blood down over my hands. The soft patter of my blood dripping into bowls. This was it, my death.

I had forgotten what it was like to be human, I had spent far to long living merely as a creature of shadows and hatred. I had forsaken everything my mother had tried to give me, I had done nothing in her name other than kill and maim. 

I collapsed to the ground at the feet of Helios, my eyes slowly closing. I had done nothing but kill and maim, I was nothing better than a monster that children feared and cringed from. My mate, my love, Stryker, even before my curse reached him I was the downfall of his beloved fiancee Jassey. My trainer, my substitute mother. 

I wish I could remove him from that pain, how I wish I could something good with the life I had been given. Other than this, other than the destruction of my gene, of my disease would be able to wipe the damage away.

I looked up at Helios cringing from the crazed look in his eyes, no. Not even in a moment where I was dying could I assure my disease would overrun him and kill him. He could survive, he could kill Stryker yet. I felt my body jerk and the sound of bones snapping and crumpling filled the air, the pain wasn’t all that I had expected it to be. It was mild yet maybe even numb. 

Blood dripped from my wrists and now out from the hole in my chest, all I could think of was what a waste of a life. I dropped to the side blood flowing from the hole in my abdomen, drinking blood from the heart makes our disease ten times as strong. 

I was dying, and for once I was ok with that thought. I had once been asked by Stryker who I was, what I was doing here. My only answer being ‘Who knows’ because really I didn’t even know. I wanted to so badly to know who Red was, I wanted to be able to look at him and show my face. 

To step from behind the masks I had gathered in my years of life. I couldn’t even do that, I had created so many I didn’t even know which one was which. My real self had been lost in a storm of masks. I wasn’t real anymore. 

“I must thank you Rhedella Wulf, For giving me this chance.”

I was losing sight now, slowly the world was going black. I could still make out Helios standing over me, his lips smeared with my blood. His teeth pink with it, I watched as his skin began to tighten and stiffen. He was gaining the gene just as he had hoped for. I had really lost this time hadn’t I? 

A Shiver slithered down my spine and I hissed in a breath, that sensation. My heart slammed in my chest and my entire body jerked with the shock. I gasped curling into a ball around the bleeding wound. This feeling, I knew it.