Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“You know that I can’t let you do that, don’t you Solanum?” I leveled a firm glare at the evil bitch that was standing in front of me. “I refuse to let you hurt anyone else. I will stop you. I will put an end to this chaos.”
That must have been funny to the psychopath because, the moment I said that, she flung her head back and started to laugh so hard that spit flew from her mouth. That spit landed in various places around her, and the ground immediately hissed like it was screaming in pain. Everywhere that had been hit with that dangerous fluid seemed to literally be wasting away, like it was being eaten by some invisible animal or something.
However, that was nothing compared to what I saw when Solanum lifted her head back up to look at me. I noticed that the spittle that flew from her mouth had also landed on her face. There were now bright red patches where her venomous saliva had fallen on her flesh and was being eaten, or corroded, or something, that was causing her flesh to melt and her bones and blood to show. It was almost like her saliva was pure acid.
Even as Solanum’s body was healing the wounds in her face with the natural Fae ability, I saw that the wounds were spreading. It was an odd and eerie sight to see, watching an injury spreading and healing at the same time right before your eyes. It made my skin crawl and I had to fight off the urge to shudder.
After a few moments of watching that grotesque imagery, the acidity of the saliva must have worn off. That was when the wounds in her face stopped trying to spread and the red holes were slowly closing up in her pale purple skin.
All of this had happened in a matter of seconds and fractions of a second. Still though, it was enough to creep me the fuck out. This was not normal. This was completely insane and crazy.
“You truly think that you can stop me?” Solanum gave me the most annoying look that I could ever imagine. It was like she was telling me to just go ahead and try to stop her from doing whatever it was that she wanted to do. She clearly didn’t think that I had what it took to stop her. “I am nearly all powerful. I have siphoned all excess magic that this place has to offer. I have been using that magic to reach out to those that were susceptible to me in the light. I have been working behind the scenes for longer than you can even fathom, you mongrel.”
“Reach out to who? Susceptible how?” This was not something that I was expecting to find out. Who was it that she was talking about? What had she done?
“I believe you know of one such individual. She told me that you were on to her right from the start.” Solanum chuckled as she seemed to think about it. “She was so proud of what she was doing but you didn’t fall for it at all. She was just a pawn, though. She had her uses and purposes, after they were fulfilled, I didn’t care what happened to her.”
“You’re referring to Hibiscus? Did you make her do all of those things? Did you corrupt her?”
“Oh, honey, how can you easily believe that there is nothing about those in the light that could harbor darkness.” When I looked into her dark plum eyes I knew that she hadn’t been the one to make Hibiscus think and do what she did, she most likely just gave her the encouragement that she needed to do it. And she wasn’t the only one either.
“No, you didn’t force Hibiscus to do it, but you were most likely the one to make it easier for them to follow through on their dark thoughts. You were like the strength that they needed to move forward, the wind beneath their wings, so to speak.”
“How inspirational you make me sound.” Solanum giggled like a little girl. “Hibiscus had her uses. She caused problems for the Fae, and killed some of them too. And best of all, she was the one that weakened the barrier that let me eventually escape. All in all, she became my most valuable pawn.”
I didn’t like the way that she took pride in what I was saying. She was the source that led to all of this.
“So, how long have you been trying to do this? I know that you were behind Grier challenging Queen Gloriana, and Hibiscus who plotted against her. Were you also the one that had influenced Curtis? Who else have you been causing issues with?”
“If you knew the amount of people that I have been trying to influence over the years it would blow your mind. Yes, mongrel mutt, Grier and Curtis were my drones as well. Only they were stopped before they could get anywhere with their plans.”
“You truly are a psychopath.” I balked at the idea of her controlling things from the shadows like this. How in the world was she able to do that?
“You’re so sweet, but those words won’t make me let you live, mongrel. I am still going to rip you to shreds. And then I will take your filthy, disgusting head back for Gloriana and Valerian to see. You may have them fooled, but I am no sucker. I know you’re not our kin. Antirrhinum had no children, and I thank hell that he didn’t.”
She was still certain that we weren’t related. There was nothing that I could say that would ever convince her otherwise. My only option here was to destroy her before she managed to get out of here and hurt anyone. I wouldn’t let her actions go unpunished. I refused to let her hurt my family and get away with it. And I am going to avenge Rhinum’s death. I was going to do it all.
Solanum was still glaring at me after her firm declaration.. She didn’t know what it was that I was thinking, or I didn’t think that she did, but I knew what she was thinking.
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Riviana
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“I am going to stop you, Granny. I am going to make sure that you never leave here again.”
“STOP! CALLING! ME! GRANNY!” She bellowed each word out as if it were its own sentence, its own declaration. There was so much anger in her voice at the time that the force of it, literally, shook the blackened trees around us. I had to wonder if it was just her voice that was shaking the trees or if it was her magic.
“I won’t stop calling you what you are. Do you want me to stop because you don’t want people to know how ancient and decrepit that you truly are?” She narrowed her eyes at me, her anger getting stronger and stronger.
There was a reason I was doing this. I wanted her to be so angry at me that she wasn’t fighting in top form. I knew that she was powerful, as was I, but we didn’t need to have a fight to the death to know who the top contender was here.
“You will die for your insolence. I will see to that you little bitch.” Solanum was ready for this to be over. That’s fine, so was I.
“If you think you can kill me, Granny, then just try it.”
That was all the prompting that Solanum needed. Her face contorted to match the rage in her eyes and that was when she flung herself at me. I was faster than she had expected though, because I leapt out of her way before she could even lay one finger on me.
I rolled to the side, landed back on my feet, and spun to face the evil Fae all in one swift and fluid movement. Solanum looked angry, pissed, and vicious. She didn’t look humanish at all, all I could see was an animalistic nature rolling off of her. I think she was starting to channel her true Kelpie form.
This was going to be it. This was the moment that we were going to fight for real. And I was going to use everything that I had in me to win this battle. I was going to prove to that psychopath that she wasn’t as good as she thought she was.
As I watched Solanum, I saw that she was pulling a sword out of the air. She had literally reached her hand up into the empty air and gripped something that I could not see. However, the moment that she started to lower her hand back to her side, there was a gleaming silver and black sword in her hand.
“Let’s see how you fair against this.” She was smirking like she thought she was better than me and I was supposed to be afraid of her weapon.
I decided to take inspiration from my husband at that moment. I remembered Joaquin’s sword that he fought with on the battlefield. It was made of pure fire and virtually indestructible. That was something that I needed right now. I needed a weapon like that.
Fire was Joaquin’s thing though, not mine. I needed something that was more my style. I could, and have, used fire magic even though it wasn’t my primary element. No, my primary element had more to do with water and ice. I was descended from an Undine after all.
That was it. Ice. I could use my magic to conjure myself a sword made of pure ice. Fire and ice were mine and Joaquin’s elements. We were polar opposites but perfect mates. That was why his wolf took on fire and mine became the ice. That was why I needed an ice sword.
I only had to think about it for a moment before I could clearly visualize the sword in my hand. It was heavy, but not too heavy. It was perfectly balanced and made of pure ice.
