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"Oh it's possible." I said well more like Scarlet said. Then I heard clapping. I turned my overly sensitive ears to where it was only to see a camera. That bitch! All this time he was a puppet to the Demon lord
" Bravo. You have exactly what I need from you. You are the true heir to the throne. Malia or Rosaline." the voice said. It sounded so deep but had a sense of calmness. What was happening? "Who are you?!" I yelled to the camera awaiting a response but it never came. After a few minutes the gate to my cellar opened to show a handsome man in a expensive suit. Damn the demon has taste. "Like what you see?" he chuckled. My head was spinning too much. I shifted back to my human self only to find out that I had clothes on. Different clothes from the ones I was wearing before. I was in a joggers, white T-shirt, and combat booths.
"Who are you?" I asked again. He chuckled, " I am Evan. Your soon to be husband. I am sorry for what you were being put through but I had to ensure that you were in fact Scarlet. Her tales are legendary down in the demon realm." "I don't belong here." Was I said before I was slammed to a wall. "You are my wife! You are the ruler of the Demon realm and you will do just that. Rule. Beside me." he said his eyes changing colors. His demon was awakening. Was that normal down here for a demon to awaken?
For some reason a splurge of energy burst trough me it was as if my wolf and my demon was becoming one, and they refused to back down. "I will not take orders from a low life like you! You're nothing but a useless little puppet. You call yourself the demon king well Your Majesty, I am about to bring hell to you. You are nothing compared to me." Scarlet said. I didn't know what was going on but suddenly I had a thirst for blood but not just any blood; demon blood.
I charged at Evan, hitting him square in the stomach. He vomited and got up. "You're a bitch" he said as he came at me. His hand flying for my face but I quickly ducked. It was as if I wasn't really me anymore. I was Skylar. I was Scarlet. I was Malia. I was Rosalin. I was everything I had become over the past 17 years. A gang leader. A friend. A sister. A mate. A enemy. A warrior. A princess. A racer. A girl that would never let anyone strike her down. Because she fought for what she believed in and she got what she wanted one way or another. "Fuck you Evan!" I said and uppercut him. I picked up his limb body and threw him across the room. I picked him up and tied him the chains that I was once chained to and started to punch him every where. Everything was red. Blood spilled from his mouth as I kept punching him. Over and over and over and over.
I lost it. My self control was officially gone. I didn't know what I was anymore. The only thing I felt was hatred, anger the need for death. His death. Just as I was about to snap his neck I heard screaming. What the hell?
I ran outside and what I saw shocked me, it was a bloodbath. Demonic bodies layed everywhere; black blood spilling from them, their elf ears pointed so sharp they looked like cat ears their eyes, black as night with blood trailing out of them. "Where is she?!" I saw a figure holding up a demon yelling at him. I couldn't make out the person. From what I figured it was a male with long black hair covering half his face. A white earing glimmering in the light. The demon pointed at me to the boy. He looked and saw me standing there. "Rosey?" He asked. It was in that moment I figured out who it was. "Why are you here Jack?" I asked, anger evident in my voice, "you're suppose to be on bed rest. Like I said. I didn't make this trade for nothing.""I know sis. But..Uhmm," he scratched the back of his head awkwardly, then I heard it, the screams. They attacked the down world?! Are you fucking serious right now?
"Yes, we are." He smirked.
"Don't play smart with me right now." I sighed, "I'm going to help them watch over my prisoner." I said and walked out snatching the gun from his hand. Its time this blade I hid finally comes out.
I run up the very narrow and long staircase passing numerous dead bodies along the way. Finally, I reach the main grounds, and it was way worse than the prison. Not only did it have blood and dead bodies of demons and wolves but it reeked of death and had some naked bodies here and there. Everyone was either missing a part of them or bleeding profusely.
"I swear to go if your little king let a finger on my mate I will kill him." Someone threatened a demon and we all know who it was. "You know I would think that would have more legible threats since I already tortured the king of this world. Plus you're a little late Alexander."
He snapped the demons neck and looked at me. A bright smile on his face. "Mal?" "The one and only." I smiled and embrace him. Oh how i missed this. Its been a long time since i actually got to be so close to him. I loved him. Even though he had blood smeared all over his handsome body I still loved him. He was my mate.
"Malia watch out!" Someone shouted but it was to late I felt the thick liquid oozing out of me. I looked at Alexander and his eyes were black with golden rims. Jax was out. He pulled me closer to his body with one hand while the other had fully extended claws which he used to pierce through the demonic creature.
"Malia! Malia! Stay with me babe. Don't close your eyes. Stay with me." He protested against my sleepy state. It was so tempting to close my eyes right there. To just forget all the bad things that were happening; just leave them all behind and allow myself to fall into another world. One that hopefully wasn't as torturing as this. Did I want to? Of course I did but, falling into it meant losing Alexander possibly forever. This might be selfish but I didn't want to let go of Alexander. Not now, not ever. For the first time in my life I felt love. Not the brotherly- sisterly love I shared with my gang, a type that sent sparks through my skin, made me smile just thinking about him, made want to keep living for him. I loved Alexander. It may have took a lot of months but I loved him.
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