She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 14, Marcos

Edited.

"No answers only mean another fight is coming Red Queen, You better hope I give you an antidote," He mocked. Without a response I looked around the area to see gazing stares waiting for my voice to proclaim death, but for some reason it never came.

"Tell them he's going to die" I told myself, that's what I wanted Tadashi to say but he's a softee. I didn't, there was a lump in my throat so big I couldn't say anything. I nudged my head at the first guard I saw. He nodded guiding us back to my office.

"Alone!" I slammed my hands on my desk while yelling a guard still comfortable with his own presence.

"What happended to you Keeyln?" He asked. His words didn't even register my mind. My heart pounded, my breathing went uneasy with the loss of oxygen. I look and feel so pitiful so fragile and weak. "Keeyln?" He said  again this time lengthened with a bit of worry. It almost seemed real or geniune, like he'd actually meant what he'd asked.

"I nee-need an o-outlet," I said in between hard breaths. I started coughing for the air that ran from me.

He narrowed his eyes knowing exactly what I meant. Without letting him respond I took my blade and threw it into his left shoulder and with a ruby roundhouse kick, i pushed it it all the way in.

His eyes squeezed shut but there was no sound of pain. "You know if you still have those panic attacks where you need to hurt people you have a mental problem," I rolled my eyes while he snickered as my breathing strengthened.

"I don't need to hurt people. Fighting  keeps me going, it keeps me calm. When I'm fighting I can finally breath again."

I knew part of him wished he could be disconnected from me, that he didn't understand me. But no matter how much we run from each other we have a connection that could never be sexual. I like him as a person, as a leader, and as a fighter. No one gets to power alone.

Sometimes I get so overwhelmed the only thing that helps me is training - therefore hurting people. It's my outlet.

"They're not panic attacks, Marcos." I snarled. Panic attacks are for the weak, and I'm not scared of anything. "Wheres that antidote?" We need to get straight down to business. As much as I want to, no catching up and no games.

Marcos slowly pulled the blade from his left arm throwing the bloody tool back on my desk of papers. Jackass.

"You'll get it soon." He reassured me. I nodded looking down.

I know it's weak to look down when someones speaking to you but the thing is I can be weak with Marcos, he'll always smarter than me and that's because he will always have more minds standing by his side. Your mentor always is until the student becomes their greater. He sees that weak part of me rather I want him to or not.

Except Quincy was my mentor as well and yes he is strong and smart but he'll never have the guts to do what needs to be done. Quincy won't kill, that's why I could never be with someone like Quincy.

What if it's his own daughter trying to kill me. Would he choose me or her? Both? No that's not an option. In the impossible scenario Quincy's heir would best me, he'd let her live and once she'd see he's blind, she'd finish me.

If I ever fell in love with Quincy Thyroid I'd be nearly dead.

That's why he'll never beat me. And that's why I'll never look him like he once did me.

The bad guys always win. Their only mistake is they're always alone. You have to hurt people for the greater good and no one is willing it get hurt so you must do it on your own.

So the question when being a bad guy is: does individual liberty trump the greater good? Yes.

"Where have you been?" My voice deepened, my own way of sounding concerned or slightly caring.

Even when I cut off emotion I just turn off what people visually see. On the inside my heart yurns to know why Marcos left me.

Marcos looked away, what he always does when he's not going to answer you. He doesn't lie so he'd rather not tell the truth. You only lie to who you have to protect and I've made it very clear I don't need it.

"So you have no answer? You left knowing how I felt about it?" I asked pulling my armor off beginning to wrap up my back up.

Marcos turned around of course. He has respect for women but he's also just shy when it comes to me and private unlike Gail's gazing eyes that yurn for me.

"What do you expect Keeyln you were fifteen and I was seventeen in a half!" He barks catiously like I'm a bomb.

I hate what he said but I love how he said it, I miss the way he speaks and the way my name rolls of his tongue so hard, like I'm dangerous like he fears me. I've always known Marcos fears nothing but it'd be an honor for him to fear me.

At the sound of myself being finally re bandaged he turned to face me once more.

"So you've forgotten? Do not make me mad Marcos!" I grabbed twenty blades from my desk and swiftly threw them into a wooden wall all at once. Marcos showed no reaction, only a glimmer of disappointment.

"I understand you have more anger than ever," He commented judgmentally.

"Yeah, well who's fault is that?" The look tensed in Marcos's face showing me he's trying to hide emotion. Typical Marcos always running from his feelings. I conceal mines from the world, he conceals his from himself. "Why are you here?" I sigh, my interest turning to annoyance.

"I'm here to get Quincy out of your hold. I've come with no revenge for you imprisoning him,"

Brother of the year award goes to Marcos! For coming for his brother, the prince, after him being publicly missing for five years.

But i cant deny that lump that reappeared in my throat. And it's not quite because of him but because I know Marcos is one big wrecking ball that only taps at something and makes the rest of the dominoes fall down. A feeling in my stomach twirled like a dance party, something I never felt in a long time.

Fear?

What do you think? Is Keeyln is actually scared of Marcos. He's always been older, wiser, stronger, and smarter.

Or is it because she knows how he'll do anything for his brother?

What'll think he'll do when he finds out Quincy is dead?

Is anybody wondering where Nyla is or where Gail went? Who's still content on mystery girl. I know Keeyln isn't.

But that's a mistake on her end. Not caring.

Anywho, hope you liked that chapter, dont get impatient romance is always coming.

Xoxo, Reese