Being Different (editing)

Chapter 29 | Aiden

My old pack house stood menacingly in front of me. The familiar grey walls of the prison that held me most of my life continued to glare down on me, silently telling me to move on and kill something else.

I only wanted Aiden's blood.

So with a crazed smirk on my face, my tail shaking in happiness and my ears twitching in an unknown unease I slowly walked into the pack house an unmissable skip in my step. Walking down the familiar halls, my hands held behind me back as I looked at the walls and floors of this all to familiar place, I felt this feeling of peace at the thought of finally destroying this mans horrible reign.

I bounded up the stairs my feet barley stopping as they ran quickly up the staircase that was placed at the front of the house. This place had three levels and the Alpha, Beta and Gamma level was located at the top floor.

I could hear Aiden's fast heart even before I took the next set of stairs leading to the third floor and my smile grew broader, his breaths came out scratchy and quick as he barley controlled the impending heart attack that he would most likely have, the fat bastard.

The third level was a long and narrow hall filled with 3 different doors, each one containing one of the ranked families rooms. Two doors were placed on the left the Gamma and Beta dorms inside they looked almost identical and I didn't need to look inside to know that, since I was the main cleaner for this level. Then the singular door placed in the centre of the left side of the hall held the Alphas dorm, which I knew all to well.

That's where I heard the heart beat the most, I ran to the door threw open the door in a haste. "Honey! I'm home!" I screeched in a high pitched voice. I could hear the heart beat take a leap, from most likely Aiden having not heard my voice in years.

I didn't pay attention to the details of his home and immediately threw open his office door to see everything the same as I pictured it.

The chair was turned around to face the window and my senses locked onto my target.

"Not even gonna turn around for me babe?" I asked in a sickly sweet voice, that I knew he loved when his whores spoke to him like that when they came around.

He didn't move.

Instead the door behind me slammed and Adien jumped me from behind successfully knocking me to the ground. I grunted as we both hit the floor his fat ass body laying on top of me as if I was his favourite sofa.

"Your late," he whispered to me as he struggled to restrain my arms.

"I'm right on time!" I yelled back and used my elbow to at least hit him somewhere in his ugly face. His grunt and low growl told me I had hit my target as I used this chance to throw his large body off of me. He quickly rolled away as I jumped to my feet successfully pulling the daggers out of there holders on my waist. I stood in a relaxed stance as I watched is ugly corpse climb to his feet slowly, his weight making it severely difficult to do so. I honestly chuckled at the sight.

"Shut your trap you dumb bitch," he told me as he used one hand to point an accusing finger at me while his other hand went to hold his most likely broken nose.

Seeing Aiden brought a new found rage in me that I had buried deep inside me long ago. My red eye burned intensely the fiery feeling starting to take over the normal feeling of my grey eye.

I held my daggers firmly in my hands as my tail twitched in my unfounded rage that I felt towards this man.

Aiden soon stood to his full height the disgustingness and ugliness that he possessed, it was a curse from Satan all in itself, making his personality and reason to always be mad at everyone and everything seem reasonable due to his looks; which consisted of the almost balding head with the couple of loose grey hairs, the dark brown eyes that always seemed to go black as they filled with lust and hatred every time he saw me, his pale and ugly skin which seemed to be breaking at the seams and his ugly lips that looked so parched that it seemed painful.