Vlad's POV
"What are you doing here Vana, especially dressed like that? " I asked her after Iris left the office.
We just can't catch a break today can we? First the misunderstanding at our party, then Rio catching us in a compromising situation, after that came the whole trying to think of how to tell her dad without me getting dismembered and now my ex, whom I'm starting to think is crazy, shows up to our office dressed in fucking lingerie.
Seriously, we just got mated today and the universe is already trying to fuck with us.
"Vlad, did you hear what I was saying? " Ivana asks snapping me out of my thoughts.
"No but it seems we have that in common seeing as you seem to have not heard me when I broke up with you. " I responded walking to my desk and taking a seat.
She bristled at my comment but seemed to shake it off as she strutted around the table towards me.
It's funny, a week ago that would have turned me on but now all I can think about is getting rid of her so I can bend Iris over my table and fuck her until she can't walk straight.
"That wasn't us breaking up, we just had a..... disagreement in opinions. " She said as she walked behind my chair and started running her hands up and down my abdomen and pectorals.
"You're actually insane aren't you? " I asked curiously while looking up at her as I snatched her hands so she would stop touching me. "Like clinically diagnosed insanity? "
Her face burned a furious blush at my words as anger consumed her. She never really did like being called crazy or mental and God forbid if you were to call her insane.
I'll never understand her aversion to the word when everyone was born insane, it's just some people's insanity far surpasses others.
"You know how I feel about that word Vladovin. " She seethed as she wrenched her hands out of my grip and stormed back to the front of my desk.
"It's not my fault that you refuse to acknowledge the truth that I have turned a blind eye to for your comfort but I think it's time we acknowledged it because you really are insane and need to seek out help, professional help. " I told her in as calming a voice as I could cause you never know what to expect from the crazy ones.
She let out a rage filled scream as she lunged at me aiming at my heart no doubt to rip it out, like that would kill me, but I let her any way to humor her as she yelled at me, "I am not insane! "
It's excruciating feeling your heart getting ripped out of your chest, as expected, but the pain is nothing compared to the rapid regeneration.
One second I'm dying a painful death and the next I'm having an excruciating rebirth.
There's always a balance in nature and us Lycans being immune to death goes against nature so in order to keep balance, we feel the pain of each of our deaths and rebirths, never getting used to it or having a way to numb it as our price for immortality, the warlocks made it so.
"Right, cause totally sane person goes around ripping out people's hearts on a daily basis. " I said sarcastically, resuming our conversation, acting unfazed when really I was trying my hardest not to collapse.
Before she could respond the office door burst open, literally with splinters flying everywhere, as Iris stormed into the room looking furious as her eyes glowed a stormy grey to show that her angel blood was currently active.
Shit, I forgot about the bond and her feeling how I felt and vise verser.
Before I could even blink she was on top of Vana and was raining punches on her which was quite hot. I wasn't going to intervene until until I saw that she was about to rip out Ivana's heart and I knew she wouldn't survive giving that she is a werewolf.
I jumped over my desk and pulled her off keeping a firm grip on her against my body while she thrashed in my grip.
"Iris calm down. " I ordered her but she paid no mind to me and increased her efforts. She's so fucking stubborn. I thought with an eye roll before bitting into her neck where my mark was and she immediately calmed down as the cent of her arousal filled the room.
"Leave. " I growled at a barely conscious Vana as I retracted my fangs from Iris's neck, turning her to look at me so she doesn't get angry at the sight of Vana.
The second I heard her leave Iris was on me kissing me hard as she wrapped her legs around me, climbing me like I was a tree.
"More like a mountain. " I heard her say in my head as I placed her on my desk and started trailing kisses down her neck.
I had just started ripping her shirt apart when a sudden pain hit me and I stumbled back gripping onto my chest as it felt like my heart was being repeatedly ripped out and regenerated in my chest.
I looked at Iris and saw her clutching her head as blood dripped out of her eyes, nose and ears while she coughed up blood.
I wonder why I couldn't feel her pain but I couldn't concentrate on it much as a collective howl of pain flooded through the whole pack.
I could only imagine what was going on as my pain intensified and I fell on my knees unable to stand anymore.
I looked up at Iris to see her get off the desk to try and get to me just to fall on the floor choking on her blood.
I crawled to her to turn her onto her side before the pain got so bad that I couldn't breathe and I ended up suffocating until the world turned black.