Hellbound With The Cold Alpha
"I might look drunk, Your Highness," she gulped. "But I'm not. This is my first and last warning to you. If you don't stay away from me, I will surely destroy you and your people." "Are you sure?" His gray eye interlocked into hers. Hazel rolled her eyes and held the hem of her dress so that she wouldn't trip. She could barely see now, especially with the aid of that terrible headache raking her skull. However, just a slight error and she wobbled all over him. His grip was held tightly to her waist but she pushed him away from her as she said, "Husband, you mistake lust for love. This is a warning, you will regret this." "Wife, there is a lot you need to learn from me. Like knowing how to tell a lie. Nevertheless, I shall give you another two weeks to take an act of revenge on me, if you don't succeed, I won't hesitate to make you mine even against your wish. If you do succeed, I am happy to die in your hands." He continued, whispering along her earlobe since he knew she would be unaware of what they had discussed the next morning, "It is like killing two birds with a stone, I will be able to fulfill my promise about keeping you away from evils. You would be able to protect yourself against me." As he said those words, he clenched his jaw. "It's funny how I am the evil you need to hide from, the one who has and will hurt you the most." *** HAZEL COLESHILL, a 22-year-old vampiress who had a very terrifying past with a werewolf, pledged to protect her clan by sacrificing herself to the werewolves as part of a truce. However, already having an idea of who she was going to battle with, an alpha prince, who is rumoured to be a psychopathic monster, she is pledged on destroying him completely before he does. In short, she would make him obsessed with her and then finally destroy everything that he holds dear. LUCIFEL, a psycho-born alpha prince, was caged as a child by his father to undergo therapy and experiments. He doesn't believe he is insane, thereby figuring out weaknesses in those that treat him and feigning progress to shorten treatment was his best escape. He came across a rude vampiress prisoner and is determined to make life hell for her by making her his pet not until things change and he figures out that he is obsessed with her. Who would believe that just one night of hot sex with that gorgeous thing was enough to change his personality from a cold being to a being who wants nothing but her? He could swear that she definitely bewitched him! But will his obsession turn into something else? However, why does this vampiress look like someone who he promised to protect in the past? The war between the werewolves and vampires seems to be neverending, will these two people end the war between the two creatures, or create a tougher war? EXCERPT 2 "How does it happen?" "Possessing your shadow in the walls is really helpful. Shadows are meant to be the most vigorous reflections. They attack your enemy if you can control them and then hide back in the walls. They break walls and are extremely powerful." Hazel sighed softly before she said, "Let's go back to the last one. Possessing beings just by staring at them in the eyes." "Have you heard about the rule majorly known among humans?" "What rule?" "The rule about," she raised her two index fingers up and then curled them, signaling a quote. "The rule about not looking into a vampire's eyes?" Hazel shook her head. "The rule about vampires possessing humans when the humans stare at them is as old as the mountains, however, it can also be said to be a superstition but it is not a superstition for some special ones among us." Fannie looked at Hazel intently before saying, "Someone like you, Lady Coleshill. You have the ability to possess beings just by staring at them Warning: Mature Content, Sexual Content and Heavy Fantasy.
The Technique
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"I...I can walk myself, let me go!" She whimpered but immediately regretted it as a soft pain tossed out from her chest.
"You will learn to save your energy for your hunger soon, woman." The guard replied to her.
But then hearing those words from him, she recalled when the man had told them to serve her animals as food if she was becoming violent. What did he mean by that?
She wanted to ask but the huge-looking man held firm unto her shoulders, at least she was glad that she was not restricted by chains anymore.
Two guards walked behind the guard that was pushing her forward.
She tried to remain quiet and think of something else as she was been dragged to somewhere she had never set her eyes across.
They walked through long corridors which were supported with lots of huge candles. Her legs were pulling her down to the floor and her weak body was becoming so lazy by the second but she had no choice, but then, she took that opportunity to rely more on the guard.
At first, the guard was shocked when the vampiress held tightly to him, he was even frustrated by her sudden proximity but noticing that the fragile being might not be able to walk herself or else she was carried, he didn't even bother about it anymore. He preferred she clutching on to him than he carrying her on his shoulder.
When the other guards noticed this, they looked at each other. "What dungeon are we to put her in?" One of them asked.
The guard on which Hazel was resting said, "Did the beta not whisper anything to you?"
They all suddenly stopped walking, Hazel took that opportunity to rest upon him even better. She didn't feel any comfort but all that she was doing was best known to her. It was part of the techniques she had learnt to bring down the werewolves, including all of their packs but most especially, their strongest pack.
"The alpha had told us that we put her in a separate dungeon the one not far from his chamber," The other guard, Simone who was on the right-hand side said.
Zack, the guard who had brought up this whole conversation interrupted Simone, "I think Oran is right. We should follow the Beta's order. The head guard told us to also follow the Beta's order."
When they saw that they had gained different information, they were confused about what to do.
Oran said, "I believe we follow the Beta's order."
Simone shook his head, "Oran, when do we start to follow the Beta's order first when we have different order from the Alpha?" He paused, taking a glare at the prisoner who was resting on Oran, with a carefree attitude. When Hazel's eyes met his, she looked somewhere else. "I don't understand where all this is coming from."
Zack took a turn to look at Hazel, "First of all, I don't understand why a guard is not enough to take a female prisoner to the dungeon, that is somewhat unbelievable. I am very sure she is weaker than a young werewolf."
"You don't know these vampires, I also don't know them. We have no idea what their limits are," Simone responded. "There is something fishing about this whole thing, I think. We have no idea of how the vampires are since we are not given any opportunity to fight them."
They were guards and they were only meant to stay in the palace and not anywhere else. The ones who face the battles were the warriors.
After some seconds of deep silence. Oran concluded, "Well, it is logical that we follow the Beta's order because it is the right choice. An enemy shouldn't be close to the leader's chamber. We are more powerful than the vampires but that did not mean that they might not have other pots on their shelves,"
Just immediately after he said those words, he noticed that the vampiress was now fully resting on him. Her face was on his chest. He pushed her away from his body and dragged her hair instead, "Don't put your stinky body on me!"
Simone who had been somehow noticing the Vampiress's abrupt change in emotions stared at her again but did not say anything.
He looked at Zack instead for some seconds and Zack nodded at him. They had both communicated with the mind link.
Hazel seemed frightened when the guard pushed her away from him. She had almost gotten the rhythm. Almost!
She recalled what her mother had told her the night before, "The werewolves are vile creatures. They are the strongest, and it is very tough to fight them but then, we try, we do not want to lose against them even though we are aware that we will. But then, I believe that there is definitely something that can fight against them."
She had asked her mother that night, while Micah was with them. "Mother, what is that?"
"I will list out some techniques for you in writing, my dear. The witch Queen has longed seen that all that the werewolves would demand tomorrow is you-"
Micah, who was totally against the idea interrupted, "It is not right! It should be me! Hazel...hazel is. She doesn't even drink blood. How would she be able to fight against the werewolves alone? They...they are just cowards!"
Hazel's mother had taken Micah's hand in hers, trying to calm him, "We have no choice here, Micah. We have no choice. Now that we know what the werewolves would definitely choose tomorrow, we need to sort out things. We need to plan and not make rash decisions. Believe Hazel, she is capable of bringing the enemies down. She is the chosen."
"The female's chosen." He corrected, "I can also bring them down. We are the destined ones not only her. She...she might be killed. And...and I would not like it if that happens, mother."
Hazel who had been scared a few minutes ago had her whole attention now, fixed on Micah. She was so surprised that he was deeply worried for her. That alone made something crawl beneath her heart.
"She would be safe. The witch Queen has seen all of that. She would be safe. We will win against the enemies, that is a given."
"Mother, what are the techniques?"
"Hazel, I will list them out but what you must take note of is that the werewolves have extreme hearing sense. They are animals and they hear something very far away. Do take note of this. We have a great hearing sense too, beyond the humans but not compared to the werewolves. The first technique is to listen to their heartbeat. Listen to the rhythm and with that, you would be able to tell the next action of the werewolves."
Micah interrupted, "That is a joke, mother. Why can't the warriors do that in the war?"
"It is not possible. You must stay for twenty seconds before you could figure it out. Within that twenty seconds in a war, the Werewolves would have killed twenty of us. Micah, I hope you understand why Hazel is the best option."
"She is a female, she would be able to go close to the werewolves? That is insane! We can't use her to get them." Micah shook his head, just the thought of Hazel so close to those cruelest beings annoyed the hell out of him.
"Micah..." Hazel started. "I can..."
A/N: If you were Micah, would you allow?