BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 400: Everything The Alpha Desires We Give To Him

Chapter 400: Everything The Alpha Desires We Give To Him

I can’t sleep. Emilia’s words ran through me like a poison in my blood but I knew she was right. Emilia never sugarcoated things even in the past. She would have told me about her family if it wasn’t about the law of coexistence years ago. She was that transparent.

Her words were a harsh truth I clearly understood, I was only ignoring it because part of me thinks that Dace is the same man I have always known but I have been lying to myself because he is not, he’s a dark Alpha with an insatiable bloodlust, getting what he wants no matter what lengths he has to go through and I was a pawn in his game.

It was laid out before me and yet I chose to remain blind, my heart keeps taking charge of my head and that damn organ still craves something I should have gotten rid of.

There was no use thinking too deeply about it because I knew this was the result of the mistake I made years ago coming back to haunt me. It’s funny how much I have tried to bury it in and yet it slaps me point blank in the face like a wet towel.

What was this? A fucking twist in fate? Is fate so against me that it would let me go through this? A fucking nightmare and facing demons I tried to cast away, a hectic torment and he didn’t even need to try, I’m always tormented, even in his presence, in this mansion, the familiar interior and exterior it’s like claw to my soul if I still had one.

"Are you lost?"

Caught off guard by the sudden voice I jumped facing who was responsible, just a random werelion.

Why am I even jumpy?

"No"

"It’s 2 a.m. and I’m not sure you should be walking the premises," he said. He’s tall and intimidating just like every werelion in this house but none of them could ever rival when it comes to Dace, he’s an ant compared to a mountain.

"Needed the air, is that against the rules?" I asked folding my arms and facing him fully, he wore a frown, almost like I was a foul smell before him.

"There are rules, especially for a vampire"

I didn’t miss his distaste when he said ’vampire’. Shit! I better not prolong this. I have recently only been near Dace, Singe, and Emilia, and even though I was their natural enemy it was safe to say this particular scent reeking off this werelion is hostile.

"I see, then I will go back to my room" I looked around briefly and the sense of familiarity was gone. Was I so lost in thought that I was in a part of a mansion I don’t know?

Splendid Emma, splendid!

"Mind escorting me back to my room?"

He smiled, the action so sudden and a complete contrast to the expression he had earlier and it caused a deep chill to run through me.

"I don’t get why the Alpha hasn’t killed you yet, it makes whatever war he plans faster, much easier to get rid of the bloodsuckers"

I gulped.

"You have faith in your Alpha don’t you?"

He grinned and that crawling effect came back on.

"Always, you have no idea" he began looking to the side and back to me.

Me? I just tried to regulate my breathing and not panic unnecessarily.

"To the people outside they think of him as an unhinged Dark Alpha set on marking his path with the blood of his enemies. But what we do know is, he’s the first Alpha to give a shit about the lost cause of Rogues, he proved to us he was worthy and we have followed him ever since"

"That’s admirable," I said, but why do I feel uneasy? He hasn’t taken his gaze off me and it was unsettling.

"Everything the Alpha desires we give to him," he said like it was a recitation from an unbreakable bond. "He’s aggravated lately... been running the wild for the past week. I have lost count. And when he does that means something is weighing on his mind" he chuckled but none of his words sounded funny. "Because of you" his smile instantly dropped and I sucked in breath.

"Your death, his war. Maybe you bewitched him to keep you alive but that can’t fool me"

"I did not be-"

"Ha yes yes, Even the manipulator can’t tell she’s one"

This guy is sick!

I took a step back by instinct and he chuckled.

"And where did you think you would go? You think I am the only one who’s out for the blood of the Countess? Besides... " he nudges his head to my shoulder. "With that bite, you can’t do nothing"

"I will take my chances," I said more to myself than him, but judging from the unhinged smile on his lips I knew he heard me.

I scooted and I didn’t even take two steps. I felt my body being yanked by a stronghold, a grab on my neck, and my back connected to the wall and knocked the breath out of me.

"You have some nerves, vampire, you really think you can outrun a werelion or more a Rogue"

I smirked.

"Who said I wanna outrun you?"

He frowned at my words and I took that as my opening and knee him in the damn ball. HARD.

He growled crouching down and holding his jewels.

I spit some blood out of my mouth caused by the impact.

"Werelion and all, the jewels are always the jewels"

He growled so deeply that the bones in my body vibrated, he came at me but I was able to dodge but not for long, I could not match his inhuman speed.

The air was knocked out of me again when he slammed me against the floor and climbed on top of me with his hands wrapped around my throat. I could feel his claws digging in my skin and I could smell my blood.

"You think you’re tough?!" he roared to my face. "Think again!"

He squeezed so hard, and I clawed on the steel of his hand with my nails, refusing to go down without a fight.

"I will crush your fucking neck like a twig!"

I’m gonna die! I can’t shake him off, I can’t use my magic! I was helpless, fighting a vulnerable fight against this brute on top of me, squeezing the life out of me.

Black dots coated my vision, my futile struggle ceased and my hands fell to my side, the last thing I saw was his smirk.