Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

I could not believe the immense pain that I felt; not just in my heart but physically.

My Leo has betrayed me and coerced with our enemy; Werewolves. And he only did it in an attempt to hurt me.

ME! I saved us, without me any trace of our family would be dead.

I glared at the sharp pain that I felt in my chest, as I jolted forwards and grabbed at what or whoever was making my body feel worse.

My eyes flew open and I was now throttling a female I did not know.. a human. Why was a human experimenting on me? Whatever she had been doing.. it feels deeply wrong.

There were tears in her eyes; I could not contain the happiness I now felt, at the idea of killing the human that was enjoying inflicting so much pain upon my body. Sadly, a male with bright green hair punched me square in the face, on the side that stung badly. He then grabbed a syringe from the table and drove it sharply into the side of my neck.

I snarled at him in response, but my snarl was soon replaced by my body convulsing and my eyesight going dark.

I gasped in pain as the side of my face felt like it was on fire and my mouth was achingly dry.

I felt something warm and sweet enter my mouth and I felt my fangs retract in reaction, but this was different; my Werecat was quiet. I did not like this one bit, I was completely defenceless.

I screamed out angrily for Leonard, for anybody, but to my surprise I could not feel them or my WereLeopard.

Just what mess has my little brother got me into, for his petty revenge?

Leonard’s face was the last face I could remember seeing before I had been picked up by these humans.. I could not smell my family.. all I could smell was the scent of these retched humans.

The very notion of being alone around these people scared the shit out of me. And without being able to transform into my Werecat, I was actually weaker than these humans right now.

It was then that I was reminded again, of what my little brother and his disgusting betrayal of allying with an Alpha Werewolf and in turn attacking me. Leonard wanted me dead, so that he sought this Werewolf to help him.. for his revenge.

I did bad shit to him, I broke his heart. But did I really deserve to die over it? I made a huge mistake with his woman.. yes.. and if he gave me a chance to explain then he would realise that neither parties were actually happy about it.

I could feel my face tingling somewhat, that was also when I felt something being put onto my wounds.

In retaliation I angled my face slightly and bit into the flesh of the human applying his poisons on me.

The human screamed out in pain and then punched me repeatedly in the face, to get me off of him.

What I had not imagined was how sweet and delightful his blood would be. I shook my head at the very thought.

When I opened my eyes to laugh at them, I stopped in shock; it was the male that injected me with that strange substance from before..

‘What the fuck have you humans done to me!?’ I snarled at him, letting out my anger.

The male ripped part of his shirt and covered up his wound and then had the cheek to glare angrily at me.

It was then that I realised what kind of humans I was dealing with.. this male was a Hunter; he was clad in their armour, combat jeans, a shirt and a jacket. Knives and two guns were attached to his belt. His bright green dyed hair, stuck out messily from his scalp.

I gulped at the realisation, at being kept locked up by Hunters, not just weird humans that were aware of my kind.

I looked quickly around to gage my surroundings and I frowned deeply; I was locked up in a cage, treated like a caged animal.

I suppose they did not see me as anything other than a beast. If only I could turn into my leopard and kill them all.. but I still could not feel it. It was usually such a deep part of me.

‘Calm the fuck down, Mr Storm. We are not going to kill you’. The Hunter spoke politely, despite the fact that I had just injured him.

‘That will be your biggest mistake, because I plan to kill every last one of you here’. I grinned, hiding my obvious fear.

One thing I knew was Leonard had something to do with this.. I could not help but touch the injured side of my face and wince in pain. So what, my brother thought if he handed me off to some pesky Hunters that I would forgive him for not killing me?

I chuckled slightly at the idea of Leonard being in charge of the Clan and how weak it would become.

The Hunter now looked at me confused and seemed on edge, because I was laughing like I was a madman.

‘Fine, fine, I will play nice for now’. I muttered, annoyed.

He gazed at me suspiciously and then sighed deeply.

‘Good, let us start with pleasantries then’. He scowled slightly at me.

‘Fine, what is your name?’. I grinned, faking a smile.

He frowned at me.

‘That seems a little too easy, I do not trust you’. He sighed.

I smirked at him, knowing just how to piss him off.

‘Well I need to know who I am killing last, do I not?’.

He grabbed a hold of a knife from his belt and threw the blade into my stomach; the pain I felt was unlike anything I had ever felt before; I felt a burning hot sensation pass through my stomach, it was like my body was on fire.

‘You may want to remove the blade before you pass out from silver poisoning’. He smirked, clearly enjoying himself.

‘Silver? I am not a fucking Vampire’. I grimaced, as I began to feel lightheaded.

Now I was truly worried about what the Hunters had done to my body. Vampire? But I could still feel my leopard.. albeit slightly.

I looked down at the blade sticking out of my stomach and hissed, as I touched the burning hot blade. I simply could not remove it.. I was too weak.

Now I was wondering if I would ever make my brother pay for his betrayal.

We had a code, never to trust Werewolves, ever. And he spoke with Alexander despite my previous orders.. made an alliance with him and then he tried to kill me or banish me.

I snarled at the Hunter with deep hate; my only chance to survive would be to shift into my leopard, but I was too weak.

I dropped down to my knees and fell onto my back.

‘I cannot do anything’. I groaned weakly.

By the time the blade had been pulled out of my stomach, I was already seeing darkness.

‘Fuck, I am so sorry. I only meant to teach you, who was in charge. Please do not die on me’. He shouted in a panic.

He threw me over his shoulder, grunting slightly at my weight and muscle mass.

The Hunter was carrying me somewhere; I knew that much, even though everything felt hazy.

I whimpered at the bright lights, before I lost complete control of my consciousness.

Diego stared at Lorenzo’s limp body on the counter of the Doctor’s Laboratory.

He felt so stupid for doing this to him; he also felt angry that she would not do anything to save him.

‘How the fuck is a dead hybrid any use to me?’. I shouted at the Doctor, Brianna.

Brianna was the Experimental Doctor in charge of Lorenzo’s care. She has bright yellow dyed hair and has large breasts with a slim and yet muscular figure.

In all truth, she scared me slightly. Diego thought awkwardly.

‘It is dangerous to inject more venom, he could become stronger than us, stronger than you’. Brianna exclaimed angrily.

‘Maybe you should not have stabbed him’. James grinned, as he swept his black hair back, laughing.

James has swept back long black hair, and he was thin with many scars over his body.

He was the kind of Hunter you avoided if you knew what was good for you.. he has a dark side, especially with prisoners.

I grabbed James by the throat and shoved him into the wall, pulling out a blade and inching it at his throat.

His throat bled slightly, just enough to tell him I was not in the mood for his little mind games.

He twisted out of my grasp and snapped at me.

‘This is fucking bullshit, Diego. Who gives a shit about this abomination anyway?’.

‘Clearly I do, so do yourself a favour and leave’. I snapped.

‘Brianna, I am not asking. I am ordering you to save the hybrid’. I frowned.

‘We will regret this, Diego. Mark my words’. She muttered angrily.

I rolled my eyes in response; my power status did me wonders.. I could practically order somebody to do anything that I wanted because of the family that I belonged to.

‘Call me when it is done, I will be escorting him back into his cell’. I muttered, taking out my packet of cigarettes and lighter.

‘So, you lied about quitting’. She laughed happily.

‘Anything to get my mother off my back’. I grimaced slightly.