The Moon Goddess' Daughter (On Hold or Not Finishing)

Chapter 8 - I win, you lose.

Alexis POV

After 5 minutes of pointless strangling and fake struggling up against the wall alpha Taylor decided to lecture me on how to close doors, even showing demonstrations to which I responed with mock bowing and stating "yes alpha" in monotone once he tells me something.

My little monsters, otherwise known as my other halves, were shouting and screaming to be let out and give him a piece of our minds. They were royally pissed. Absolutely, positively, unconditionally pissed. I was scared for Taylor's life, though he's my tormentor. Heck, I was scared for this whole town, who knows, my little monsters may join forces and be undestructable. God, he's so lucky I'm refraining from blowing his brains out with my fist.

After what felt like an eternity on the other side of his fist, catching blows left and right, too fast to count, the devil, yep, calling him the devil now, finally stopped with his rash, unnecessary actions and left me to go clean his clothes and the dishes.

What the hell, though? I got some sick in the head alpha, this is not going to be a good few years.

I picked up my body, feeling the weight of me and pain struck like lightening.

"Arghh!" I groaned, hating feeling weak.

When I decided to go on this mission, the second he placed the mark on me my powers were gone until I could finish this shitty assignment, meaning I heal as quick and can feel the pain, like any normal wolf would.

"This better be worth it" I grumbled under my breath before heaving myself towards the kitchen.

As I walked in with a hand on my hip I could feel the intense stares of the teenagers of the pack and almost immediately heard the pack slut's whiny voice and felt her glare the hardest.

"And who are you?" She sneered in her high pitched nasal voice, hating the fact that the attention was on me, instead of her like usual. Ugh, who the fuck clogged her voice box.

See, pack sluts are the pack's toy, used for sex. By the looks of this one she's been one for nearly her whole life and is probably packed with STD's and other sexual viruses. I winced and shuddered at her voice, knowing full well everyone was watching me.

"Not full of STD's, you are?" I asked nonachantly. She pissed me off from the word 'and', her voice just accentuated my everlasting hate for her.

"Excuse me? Do you know who I am?" Fang was begging me to be let out at this point, to show the bitch who she's messing with and publically humiliate her.

"HIV queen, I know" I replied, straightening out my back, obviously intimidating her since she shrinked back before my words processed in her pea sized brain and she became her full size once again.

"Hey bitch, why don't we fight it out, then we'll see." I could tell she had no idea on how to fight yet she seemed so confident she would beat me.

"Wolf or Human?" I asked cockily, not really caring for her answer since I am real good at fighting since I used to beat my boys no sweat back home. My boys. I miss them so much, though they aren't my brothers by blood, they're still family. Even if I'm hurt I'd beat her.

"Wolf" She was equally as cocky and arrogent as I was acting not a minute ago. Her confidence was building, good. I like a fair fight when I see one, though this wouldn't be fair seeing as she's a bullshit fighter.

She wasted no time before strolling outside then shifting into her ugly shit brown wolf, literally almost the same size as a normal wolf. Pathetic. I let out a short chuckle before shifting into my own grey wolf, and seeing then fear in her eyes made me give a menacing smile, some of Hail and Fang slipping through making my head cloud with sadistic thoughts.

She mocked us!

Kill her!

Make her pay!

Torture her until death!

She should be on her knees, begging for mercy!

They were in full serious mode, not liking this sorry-ass for a werewolf acting like shes better than us. I was sort of distracted so Barbie took this chance to strike as she lunged forward. Like the badass I am I waited until the last second before moving out of the way. As she jumped past I clawed at her side, making her whine.

She shook it off before getting into the lunging stance again. I decided to go for the attack since I was getting bored of this, so I feigned jumping forward, to which she reacted just as I expected, by racing, facing her side to me, over about 5 steps. Perfect.

I dashed to her, catching my target, her neck. As she was in front of me I pushed forward and grabbed her neck between my teeth, latching them on in an unstoppable hold. She whimpered loudly and lengthened her neck, showing submission. I won.