Beautiful Monster

Chapter Six

Anastasia

The pain I felt was overwhelming and I was momentarily paralyzed while Bryant devoured my blood. I could feel trickles of blood run down to the back of my neck and within seconds I had regained myself and I started kicking and screaming, all manners of profanity escaping my mouth. He sucked at my neck like a starving man drinking water, he ravaged my skin almost tearing my throat open. "Get the fuck off me, you bastard!" I screamed and his weight quickly left me and I placed my hand where he bit me and when I looked at my hand it was covered with blood. Putting pressure of the wound, I looked up at his blank face. "You're a sadistic piece of shit!" His eyes looked almost apologetic, but his face showed nothing, as if he was making a point by showing how much he didn't care. I tried really hard to stop the flow of tears but it didn't work, tears poured down my cheeks like a sullen waterfall but I managed to keep my face furious. "You're half vampire, huh? So it is true what they say about you," I growled, my wolf powers coming to surface to heal my wound. It should only take an hour to heal but still this mother fucker attacked me and drank my blood! He's supposed to be our mate, my wolf whined. I know, but he is what rumours said he'd be. "You're a monster," I accused as I watched him just stand there staring at me and after a while he just chuckled.

"Have you only just figured that out? Tiger, I've been a monster my entire life. Everything that's been said about me is true. I am a monster. Always have been and always will be, with or without you. You'll either have to adapt with this pack or die amongst the pathetic weaklings. It'll be interesting to see what happens with you because you have a headstrong spirit...but others stronger than you have broken." And with that he turned around and left, leaving me alone to tend to my wound and a horrible ache in my heart and on my stomach. I ignored the pains. He's right to a certain degree: I will have to adapt if I must be here and by the sounds of it there are Werewolves here that are just as bad as Bryant so I need to focus on my survival. But, I will not become a murderer. I will not become what they have become, I will keep my personality and I will always be who I am. I can survive this and I will prove him wrong.

After an hour I washed my neck and examined it, nice and smooth. As if it never happened. I quickly changed into some dark blue skinny jeans, a plain white singlet (because fuck his rules) and a black jacket with slip-on shoes. I put my hair up in a bun and opened my door to leave when suddenly a maid popped out of nowhere blocking my path. "I'm sorry, Madam, but Alpha Bryant ordered me to keep you in your room. However if you wish to go somewhere, I insist on accompanying you." She bowed her head with a small smile and although it made me uneasy, I agreed.

"Can you take me to the library? I, uh, finished all the books in here." She smiled and nodded and gesturing me to follow her.

We made conversation as she guided me through this fucking huge house - nah, mansion, actually. "I'm sorry about Alpha Bryant's rules. All females have them however yours are more strict than ours. We all have mates and we're marked so we're allowed to roam the palace."

"Oh. Yeah, my mate, um, hasn't marked me yet," I told her.

"He must be very busy," she said casually. "It happens around here sometimes, the higher ranking werewolves tend to be preoccupied with pack issues that it may take a few weeks for your mate to mark you. Although it's still strange that the Alpha gave you so many rules to keep you from the rest of the pack. Is one of the Alpha's right hand men your mate?"

Bryant told me not to tell anyone. And even if he didn't give me that rule, why would I want people to know he's my mate? I could be killed. "Uh, yeah. But I'm not allowed to say who...just yet. He, uh, wants to mark me before anyone knows."

She smiled while she nodded as we descended another flight of stairs. "Ah yes, that's a wise idea. Most male werewolves without mates are always rowdy when it comes to females. See, usually the only females here are mated so its rare to have unmated females here. So when they see a new face they'll do stupid things."