Queen Rouge

Chapter 14

Jason lays on the floor motionless. Unmoving. A quickly growing pool of blood on the floor. I can feel the room sparking with anxiety and worry. Pack members scared for their beloved AlphaKing. Shock and horror seeming to be permanently plastered onto their lovely beautiful faces. I slowly almost cautiously take steady steps away from Jason and his blood pool.

My wolf whining and agitatedly prowling in the mental cage I've built for her. She's not happy with what I've just done. But unfortunately for her, she's out numbered, the rest of us all very much not in favour of what Jason wants and is proposing. She doing like a cross between a growl and a whine. A growl at me for hurting him, and a whine because he's hurt. And she cares about that shit. I very much preferred when she was an unresponsive, depressed and basically non existent wolf. Leaving me complete control.

My heightened senses pick up cautious footsteps. Breathing in tells me it's the beta. His scent coming in more prominent, at his increasing proximity. When he gets too close for comfort a threatening hiss slips through my lips. My eyes flashing blood red. The suffocating scent of Jason's blood, coaxing another hidden side of me to the surface. He freezes in his place, not daring to push my boundaries.

"Is he dead." He tentatively asks leaning a little towards Jason to look closer.

"I wish." My voice comes out dark and crude, a rich ancient barely refined Romanian accent covering my voice. I can feel the reaction speak through the room, many people blanching at my changed voice.

Nathaniel raises an eyebrow at me. I can feel the vibrations sent through the air caused by the action. My head snaps to look at him. My eyes a vibrant blood red. My skin a paler sheen, colder, my pulse lessened. More faint. My features shaper. Making my hair look darker, almost black. His eyes enlarge taking in my appearance. He falters taking a half step back. Obviously not expecting what he sees. Apparently today is for the unexpected.

My emphasised red lips quirk up into a smirk. A twinkle in my red eyes. A mischievous knowing gleam. My nose twitches. And my head snaps back to Jason's form. My head slowly tilting to the side. Me staring unblinkingly at his bloodied body. A grin works its way onto my face. Glancing back at Nathaniel, I crack my knuckles.

"Here it goes. His highness is coming to." I inform him to everyone's relief.

His fingers twitch, following by an angry growl. Typical. It appears that his wolf (as expected) has won their little argument. I feel everyone back away even the beta decides to find a safer distance. For that was the sound of one angry wolf. And an AlphaKing wolf is not one you want to mess with, particularly when they're pissed. It doesn't help that his lack of mate by default has lessened his compassion. He starts moving getting up onto his hands and knees. His head flicks up to look at me. His pitch black eyes boring into mine. As though he thought he could shoot laser beams like superman and split my skull clean in two, brains going everywhere.

Despite my wolfs previous disposition, she takes his stare as a challenge and bristles. Her hackles raised. I blink at him my expression one of curiosity. What's he gunna do? Attack me? Continue to attempt to laser beam my head? My eyes returning to their normal hazely brown. But my senses remaining sharp and defined.

His hands then start to morph. Claws and fur growing. The bones moving, realigning themselves into that of a wolf's. Obviously he's chosen shift and attack. Sounds reasonable enough. Sadly it's not going to work all that well for him. The rest of his body following through with the transformation. I adjust my stance for stability. This is going to hurt. For both of us. My eyes glow bright. I stare in the glowing eyes of Jason. A temporary connection between me and his wolf forming through eye contact. And then using my magic like another limb, I push.