Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Tell me where she is.” I demanded. “Tell me and I will kill you quickly.”
“He took her to the shadow plane.”
“What?”
“She is here but not here. She is in the land of shadows beneath this one. She can only get back if she defeats him.”
I roared. The loud sound piercing through the sky and causing the man to shiver.
“Please, please don’t let me burn.”
“I should.” I growled at him. Then, after seeing the fear in his eyes I bent down and bit his head off, silencing his pathetic whimper.
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Riviana
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I didn’t know what had happened. I was running across the field, running to check on Shawn who had been hurt by those spider creatures. One minute my feet were pounding away on the blood and gore covered grass, and the next I was swept up in that fast moving purple smoke that brought the monsters to attack.
I felt the smoke not just swirl around me, but into me. It filled my lungs and choked off my air. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t draw a breath.
Before, I would have been afraid, scared that something like this was happening to me. But now, I was just pissed off. I knew who that purple smoke belonged to. I knew who was behind this. I knew and it made me angry enough to see red.
Edmond had interfered when I was trying to help my friend. He had stopped me from helping someone who was in trouble and needed me. I would not let that slide. I would kill him and get back to help my family.
When the smoke cleared around me and I could finally see, and breathe, again I was able to finally see where I was. I felt the shift in the air, the unmistakable sense of movement so I knew that I had gone somewhere else but I didn’t know exactly where this was.
Everything around me was gray. It was like this was a scene from an old black and white movie. The entire scene looked familiar but somehow different. I saw gray grass swaying in the breeze that tickled my cheeks. I saw a gray sky with lighter gray clouds floating above me.
It all looked just like the clearing I had just been in, but it was completely devoid of color. Aside from the lack of color, there was no one else around. I was alone in this clearing. There were no people, no animals, no sounds or anything. It was just gray and silent.
I nervously stared around me. This place had an ominous feel to it and I didn’t like it at all. This whole thing felt wrong, like I wasn’t supposed to be here. I felt like, even though I couldn’t see anyone, there were several pairs of eyes on me. That feeling made my skin crawl.
As I looked all around the gray, shadow looking world I felt like I could actually see eyes looking at me. The phantom glint shining off eyes that weren’t really there. I felt people, felt them looking at me, staring at me, but I couldn’t see them at all. What the hell was going on here? Were these people in this world or were they back home, in the real world?
“Hello there, daughter of mine.” I heard Edmond’s voice from behind me. I whipped around to face him, an angry glint in my eye and a firm set to my jaw. There he stood before me in his vivid, striking appearance, not affected by the gray world at all. And I had noticed that I was no longer glowing, but was back to my normal appearance.
“You.” I growled at him through my clenched teeth.
“And here I thought you would be happy to have a nice family reunion with your dear old daddy.”
“Don’t ever fucking call yourself my dad, father, or daddy. I only have one dad and his name is Wesley.”
“I hate to break it to you little girl, but I am your father and there is no other one but me.”
“You’re a fucking sperm donor that kidnapped my mother and ruined her life. Then you tried to kill me as well. That makes you anything but my family you son of a bitch.”
“As if you know anything about your grandparents.” He scoffed. That actually made me pause. His parents really were my grandparents. But how long ago did he kill them?
“When did you kill your mother Edmond?” I asked him, unable to bite my tongue on that one.
“See, you are my child. You know me so well already. Yes, we both murdered our mothers. Your existence took everything from your mother and drove her to suicide. And me, well, I took her life personally, hers and dear old dad’s. I needed their life force to strengthen my magic and to create my coven. Let’s see, they died a little over three hundred years ago now.” He chuckled to himself.
“You’re a fuckin monster.”
“You haven’t heard the worst of it.” He chuckled to himself. “I was the leading force behind the Salem Witch Trials. I was the one who planted it all in the minds of the humans. I told them about the existence of my kind, I showed them my parents as they were practicing their magic. From there it all just took off like wildfire. It was quite fun really.”
“You let all those people kill your parents?” I felt the anger rise in me as the words came out on a gasp.
“No, weren’t you listening. I killed them myself. I used the hatred of the humans to fuel the witch hunts. My parents were the first to be killed in the trials and I myself set them on fire. Of course I had cast a spell ahead of time and was prepared to take their power into me. The sorrow in the heart of my parents and the hatred from the humans, those delicious emotions blended together to make quite the astounding boost to my power.”
“I take back what I said before.”
“What’s that sweetheart.” Hearing him say that word, calling me that name, it made me want to shudder.
“You’re not a monster.”
“See, all yo-.” He began before I cut him off.
“You’re a fucking psychopathic murdering asshole.”
“You will talk to me with respect.” He glowered at me.
