Page 80 of Her Destined Alpha
I had never felt that amount of power from him before. He pressed his lips against my forehead gently before placing me on the ground. His eyes returned to normal for a second, and he caressed my hair, brushing his thumb over my bloodied lip.
“Close your eyes, Kitten.” I knew he didn’t want me to see what he was about to do… I heard Dawson groan as he tried to get up a short way away.
I wouldn’t look away. This was the man I had fallen for… the one that could never terrify me. Even when he repeated his command, I kept my eyes open. I wasn’t afraid of him; I wasn’t ashamed of him. I was proud of who he was.
He was meant for me. His animal side, along with his human side. He was mine. My light, my love, my reason to smile, my reason to hope, and above all, he was my alpha.
His Vengeance
Rayhan
Iturned away from her, commanding her to close her eyes, but she refused. I could feel her eyes burning into me, but I couldn’t hide my anger. That scum had tried to rape her...
The scene I had run into, her screaming for him to stop as she tried to push him away... the way he was undoing his pants with one of his fucking hands, the other on her body… the anger I felt was like a blazing fire, and I was the oil, only fuelling it further.
“Back off, mutt!” the man growled.
“Call me what you want, but I am death,” I whispered, grabbing him by his neck. I slammed him into the tree behind him. “You messed with the wrong alpha,” he scoffed, struggling in my hold.
“You’re not the fucking Lycan. I don’t fear you,” he spat. I smiled coldly.
“Oh no… I’m not.” I extracted my claws slowly, watching them painstakingly penetrate his neck. His shrieks filled the air, and I smiled coldly. “The thing is, I’m not a king with an entire race to consider. For me, my mate is all that matters… push me too far, and you have before you a psychotic alpha.” My voice was soft and low, like a chilling whisper in the wind. I could smell the growing fear in his eyes as he stared directly into mine.
“You deserve so much more than an easy death, but I don’t have as much time as I’d like,” I whispered, punching him in the stomach with my other hand before bringing my knee up and crushing his dick and balls with enough force that I felt his pelvic bones break. He couldn’t even breathe. The pain was too much for him to voice.
“These were the hands that touched my mate without her consent, right?” I grabbed his hand, crushing every bone in it before snapping his wrist brutally, then doing the same to the other, not caring for the screams that filled the air. My anger was beyond my control, and I wouldn’t forgive him.
“These eyes preyed on her, right?”
“P-please, stop… I beg…” he choked out, my claws still sunken into his neck.
“Why didn’t you stop when she asked you to?”
His shrieks filled the air as I ripped one eye out, then the next. His bloody, gaping sockets only satisfied me.
“Now what next… ah yes. This brain of yours was filled with vile thoughts about her, right?”
“S-stop…” He was barely coherent, and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. I ripped my hand from his neck, blood squirting everywhere.
“Soon,” I growled murderously.
I slammed his head against the wall repeatedly, the sickening crunches of his skull shattering were like music to my ears. No one touched my mate and lived… no one. She had suffered for far too long, and I would be the one to pass judgement on all of them.
I didn’t realise when he stopped choking, or when his heart stopped beating. My only thought was the pain he had caused my mate…
“Rayhan… He’s dead.” Her soft voice made me still, my heart thudding as I stared at the bloody body I was hammering against the tree.
Fuck, she saw all that... but it was who I was... it had always been who I was. Deep beneath the calm exterior, there was a darkness within me that birthed vengeance. I didn’t regret it; it was the fate that anyone who had ever hurt her would face.
I dropped him to the floor as her slender arms wrapped around me from behind, and I closed my eyes, the sparks and warmth from her touch calming the rage within.
I looked down at the body that was no longer recognisable,When had the head come off?My hands were bloody, and her heart was beating wildly. I wiped my hands on my chest before I gently pried her arms away and turned to face her, cupping her face. I was scared to see the fear in her eyes...
She looked up at me, and I noticed her heavy breathing and flushed cheeks, but there was no fear in her gorgeous blue orbs.
“Did he…?” I swallowed hard as I caressed her hair, looking at her torn dress that was showing off most of her creamy breasts. Anger boiled as I looked at the hickeys that littered her skin. I looked back into her eyes, and she shook her head.
“They didn’t manage to go far...” she whispered.They? “I need to take this dress off. It’s got some sort of magic done to it… Eldridge planned this.” Her eyes filled with anger and pain as she began tearing the remaining fabric off.
