Love Thy Shadow, Satan (LTSS) [#Wattys2018]

Chapter 7 - The Birth of Blood Moon

Gamma Ronman's POV (Moonlight's Traitorous 3rd-in-command)

Stubborn as ever.

Why won't she just reconsider? Doesn't she understand I chose the winning team for us? Why won't she be mine?

I have been trying to make her submit for hours to no avail. I love her so much, yet I caused her grief to the extent that even MY heart aches. I take a long look at her, assessing her condition – grimacing with the realisation that most of her wounds were inflicted by me. I had damaged her to this extent – causing irreversible injuries as a reminder of my actions.

The thought was enough to anger me further.

We used to be a serious couple in our high school years... I was distraught when she announced to me that we were over... that she had found her mate, the Alpha's son - the Beast Josiah.

My heart broke, knowing I didn't stand a chance against him... respectfully acknowledged as the "Beast" of the Werewolf Community for his perfected Art of Combat – mastering battle formation tactics at the age of 15, and handling his Alpha duties by the age of 18... A very successful and powerful Alpha indeed... I would have been no match for him...

I tried being just a friend to her, but my love towards her wouldn't diminish. Instead, bitterness accumulated with time and altered my affection towards her to a somewhat darker emotion.

I despise what I have become, but there is no turning back now... I have done everything I could think of, to try and win her over, yet she still so easily discards my feelings.

Continuously. Time and time again...

I can't take it anymore.

My body stiffens as she repeats her absolute answer – it echoes in my mind...

No. Meaning rejection... Again.

But this is the last straw. I will give a punishment befitting her broken promises, her lies of love, and her depreciation of the steps I've took to make her mine.

Someone'll have to compensate for the injustice I've endured all these years...

Ern...You should have just accepted me...

Caden's POV

The shock has still not processed.

I stood there momentarily struck by the fact that there, right in front of me, lay Father's dead body – blood still pooling from his lifeless form, promptly staining the arena floor with every passing moment.

Father has fallen... at the hands of a stronger Alpha.

I held onto my blank mask as Moonlight's Alpha took a few, calculated steps towards me, asking with a slightly curious look, "Are you the Devil's pup?"

I nodded, keeping eye contact with the Beast before me. I had never imagined that there may be those who could defeat father. Although I should be feeling only hate towards him, I cannot deny that he has earned abundant respect from me with his victory.

One he seemed to have gained with fair ease.

"Your name and age, pup?" he questioned, studying me with roaming eyes.

"Caden Black... 17" I answered, cautiously. Why is he asking such irrelevant questions? Shouldn't he have killed me by now? I subconsciously lowered my guard as I vexed on figuring his motives. His eyes softened with my answer - the underlying current of pain slipping though his gaze also didn't go unnoticed by me.

I guess the Mole had finally accomplished his task - but he was too late. For whatever reason, he'd been stalling.

When I get my hands on that rat...