Party 2. (Werewolves vs Vampires).

Aiden.

I could hear their mumbling, their thoughts, laughters, hate comments, opinions, but my eyes remain on Amy as I let out an exhale. These are one of those moment I really detest my abilities.

So, I get that not everyone is supposed to fancy or care about you, right? But what I never understand is why they pay so much attention to my business and even go out of their way to try and oppress me with their fucking thoughts and opinions.

I just never get it.

I push their thoughts out of my head, cowering to Amy's level, while whispering to her ear. "You look beautiful".

Her lips lifts to my words as she stares at me, face Reddening again. I notice she tends to blush a lot. "Want a drink?" She asked moving to my side as she wraps her arms around mine, nudging me deeper into the house while we moved to the direction of a large kitchen.

She kept talking as we strolled in but I don't pay much attention to her words. All I can focus on is how large this place is. It's like twice the normal size of a duplex, but it is just a single villa.

Why though?

Or is it just the structure of the house?

"So what's your kind of shot? What gets you wild?" She asks me as we get to the large table filled with different bottles of drinks and disposable cups and glasses.

"Skullflame". I tell her and she mouths an "ouuu", raising her brows in some kind of way. "Not a fan of Touchdupper?" She asks.

I shake my head "Too weak" and she chuckles. "I didn't think you were into wine".

I look at her and her smile widens. "Why? Because I wear turtleneck tops to parties?" I ask her and she bursts out laughing, causing me to expose my canines also.

We were both immersed in each other that we didn't realize we had company.

"Wow, the rumors are true I see". A deep voice came from behind and his scent filled my nostrils before I turned to see who it was. He was my kind.

I've never seen that face before.

He strolled towards Amy and I turn to see her frown at the sight of him. He looks drunk.

Ah, she knows him.

"You have found yourself a new plaything like they say". The boy says and I raise my brow at his words. "Does Jeremy know about this?" He asks her and she only rolls her eyes.

Jeremy?

What does he have to do with this?

"Go sober up somewhere else, Justin and stay out of my business". She tells him, turning her back on him as she focused on the drinks on the table but he chuckled in annoyance, emerging behind her without a care for my presence.

What the fuck is he doing?

Confidently, he pulled her neck backwards and she gasped in fear, "Stop being such an obedient little bitch and act more like the disgusting succubus you are".

It was at that very moment that I lost it.

I have always known how to control myself back at home. I mean since I was born, I've never allowed my emotions get the best of me, never. But ever since I got here, all I have been trying to do is breathe.

I've been trying so hard to stay calm and it isn't working in the slightest because these assholes want to fuck with me.

I look at him and next thing that come from my mouth is a loud scoff enough to get his attention.

In the next second, his eyes were on me in mockery and I feel another fresh wave of anger. He was looking down on me.

Me?

"What? Are you annoyed that I'm bullying your girlfriend?" He snickered and I couldn't help the dry chuckle that escaped my throat as he raised his brows in confusion while still gripping unto her neck. "What are you going to do about it?" He yelled, a sinister grin plastered on his face as he watches me.

"This is hilarious". I mutter to myself, running my fingers through my hair, annoying him even more. The rage in me evaporating as I feel my fangs stretching out, before my claws pushed its way out. My sclera had taken the color of midnight before I know it.

I see his eyes flicker.

The last time I was this angry was when I accidentally hurt my caretaker because I couldn't control myself and this time, it was happening again. I am unable to control myself again.

At this point, he had managed to secure the eyes and attention of everyone (werewolves, vampires, and other clans) but I didn't give a fuck. Infact, I couldn't see anyone. Everything had blacked out except my prey in front of me.

I want to hurt him badly.

Before I can stop myself, my legs move the fastest they had ever moved, and in a blink, I was in front of him.

He is taken aback by how fast I reach him and lets go of her neck immediately tossing her forcefully to the ground, facing me head on.

There was a smile on my face now.

I watch him try the first punch but he was way too slow when I grabbed his fist, crushing it with my bare hands as he tries to break free but I mark his flesh with my claws, leaving threads of blood dripping from his face while I watch him quickly recovering.

Before he can retaliate, I punch him square on the face and he hit the ground with so much force that I hear the crack of his spine.

I hear Amy's scream but I don't give a fuck. I was already far too gone.

I wanted to kill him.

I get on top of him ready to snap his neck from his body when Salvador grabs me from behind, pulling me up from him while yelling my name in my ear consistently "Aiden... Aiden, listen to me". But I push him with so much aggression that he stumbles on the floor, quickly regaining his stance, rushing back to grab me again.

Impulsively, he pedalled in front of me, yelling with all his might "HEY! HEY, LOOK AT ME!