An eye for an eye.
He said through his breath as he scanned her body that shields behind John. Unsettle his mind erupts on the plot of King Steffen having a mate. For the years he had served him, he got to know his kind was one hard to please as he had many women urging him to please him. Less say a human of her type, nevertheless, he's delighted to have the great king's better half in his grasp.
Now it is his turn to return the favor he showed him a decade ago. Slowly he plans to skin the flesh of her bones, and slowly he would gain joy in hearing her moans and groans to every sting of his fangs he gives on her neck, or better still he'll have the king watch him seize the breath of his mate as he did him.
"When I got the smell I thought it to be his, but here it turns out to be his little whore" he detested said. Every stare at her ignites flames of hate, every look urges him to rip her out of existence, make it quick, and release his decade vengeance. But still, he holds, for his justice for his mate is going to be done gloriously. He has waited a decade to get his chance, now it has presented he can wait a little more till the king comes looking for his mate.
" You ain't getting to her," John says earning a smirk off Teslime.
His steps fall in digits as he signs his men to round them up. He knows John is no ordinary wolf, he's an alpha that too of a known park with great powers, his abilities are no news to him but he's no different. He didn't spend years hiding doing nothing, he kept his body and wolf in hard labor and built an army of outcasts labeled as rogues all to get to this day.
"Okay, am confused, who are they and what do they want from us?" Ella ask.
"Who are they?" Teslime copies her voice as he sprints his body to her face that's thrown away by John. Quick as his body reached the grasses it flips up on its feet. His eyes darken as his veins show out on his arms, hard he growls to John's counter back at his challenge.
" Let me tell you who I am" he yells to the might of veins lining his neck. " I'm that loyal servant that adored and respected his king, the solider that fought all his battles, the loyal right hand that shielded him from all attacks. I'm the man who was once honored with the title of his beta, the best of his warriors, and the most trusted advisor. But.." his tone dies of all glory as he sinks into the awful past.
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Him at his king's side as they roughed their feet in sprinted through the crowd of rogues that was in the attack of the locals in the town. The war had just broken after the disbandment of rogues from the lands they once reigned. Their constant attacks on others and abrupt murder instincts had passed the patience limits Steffen had.
He didn't require war, nor after the short break of peace that was in the fold yet the rogues made it tough on his side so he ordered his army to root their heads off their miserable bodies. And to make his statement he led his soldiers as they scavenged the lands and led a blood bath on the pure grass.
Within minutes they were done with them, especially after Steffen ripped the heart of their leader's out. Haste the poor surviving rogues ran for their lives, at the mercy of the king who turned blind eyes to them.
"Yet another success," Teslime said as he was aided by his king. With pride, he followed the steps of his king. Home his mate welcomed him with a warm embrace that settled his soul from the day's separation.
"Thank goodness you're back safe. Did you have to go?" His mate scolded as she helped him out of the stained clothes of rusty blood smell. " Nothing will happen if you don't accompany the king everywhere he goes. He's immortal unlike you who would die if killed" her worried voice continued to scold. Still in rage at her mate's deaf ears to her words, even after her thousands of complaints to have him stop chasing the king's every step he wouldn't heed her.
It was nothing of despised, just her worried heart that didn't let her rest from thoughts of her mate being killed in one of those fights he had with the king. She feared of her being lonely.
"Mather, you have nothing to worry about" he assured staring into her deep eyes that reflected nature. His hands gently caressed her natural hair that lay thick and one in the band it was tied.
He understood her worries, it was natural that she sought his safety but he was no coward, and his loyalty to his king wouldn't let him strive from his duties.
"Someday that king of yours would be the end of you," she said resisting the warmth and peace he fed her wolf.
"I'm a soldier, it is my duty to protect our people. Those rogues were getting out of hand"
"And what wrong did they do?" He was cut right at his next words. Unfazed he stared at her, as it wasn't the first she voted in favor of those savages. To her they did no wrong as it was in their nature to haunt, they're beasts and beasts hunt.
"At least they're true to themselves while we stay caged here, restricting our wolves from acting wild all in the name of peace and the new world" she spat out. Not a day by did she not curse her existence for following the damn laws of the king, she saw him weak and unfit to rule. She believed they needed a ruler who would challenge the humans and show them who was in charge but instead, he hid them cage in the stupid town as an excuse for their safety, while out in the city, humans killed every beast found. They haunted them and fed on them so why not return the favor?
"Mather this topic is off discussion " he snapped at her, forbidding any speech of her against the king. Her outspoken words would cause her trouble and if not carefully death, he feared.
"Yes yes, have been silent as you always do. Nothing I say makes knowledge to you but his words do" she grunted out frustratedly.
It felt like she was of no importance when it came to the king, her mate would have her kicked out if the king requested it and she felt burdened to share her mate.
****
"With all my years of loyalty, he still ripped her heart out and trashed her like she was a nobody" he spit out, eyes shadowed in tears of the harsh past. As were the same that watched the king throw her body on the cold mud, loud he told of her being an example of any that would dare to question his rules.
"That doesn't make sense, I know he's no human but I also know he's not foolish to take one's life without a valid reason" she details, still in the baffle and certain a mid-scene is missing from his story. For the days she has known him, he's no monster as narrated. She witnessed him aid a lady who slipped off her feet, he waved off a spill that was done in his shirt as nothing. Had he been a cruel tyrant as claimed then he would have walked passed that lady and punished the maiden at his service.
" You forgot to measure how your mate broke the law of the king by killing a human, not only that she challenged the king to a dual" John said out for the clear understanding of Ella. That night after she dared to venture into the city and kill a human, she was brought in for questioning, instead of responding she challenged the king to a fight. With less to say, her heart was snatched from her body and thrown to rot, serving as an example to all who questioned his reign.
" Your mate, Mather compelled the king to kill her"
Perhaps true, but his ears failed to hear him that day on all his plead to spear her life. He begged him to imprison her instead but his ego was too huge to hear him out. If not for anything but at least a consideration of years of loyalty should have stopped him from killing his mate.
He knew the curse that followed on losing one's mate. Your world becomes chaotic, darkness is all you see, and your heart becomes bitter as your wolf loses control. He felt all that, his life was nothing of meaning with his mate dead.
"He should have speared her on my counts," he said above his voice.
"Was that why you attacked the king?"
What did he expect? Loyalty? Of course, his heart was in a rage and so strived for vengeance, his only mistake was foolishly attacking the king on knowledge of his strengths. He was trashed out of his bedroom he had walked in silence as he shoved the steel knife into his chest.
Useless, it was.
His body is that of an immortal that nothing can penetrate in. Due to his years of service to him, the king set him free but cast him out of his park. Like a savage, he was kicked out and watched upon by many eyes, those same eyes that used to gawk in admiration, stared in embarrassment and dishonor. Out in the woods, he was forced to join the same enemies he fought against and killed. He became their leader and with his skills, he recruited many who went down with the king and his council.
Guess the king's mistake was letting him off.
"Seize the girl and kill him" he commands leading a return to the car he was sitting on. At the edge of the dark Jeep front, he sits in watch of his minions savagely attacked.
"Don't they have something like a weakness?" Ella asks, throwing a fisted knuckle at one that attempts to grab her.
"Umm, what're you doing?" John's eyes set as she throws her leg between the legs of another who strives at her side.
"Oush" he whispers feeling the magnet of the man's pain. Then again stares at her and gives a wicked smile.
" I'm defending myself. How do you get rid of them?" She asks sending him a hurried look. A second is all she has before another strike at her, she's skilled enough to fight against normal beings but, her punches are like a caress to them. Every strength of hers goes waste on their firm bodies that come back up.
If continues like this, she'll be dead for sure.
" You do nothing, they ain't your match. Fighting them will get you killed" he said, flipping his pupils for Snow White as his skin thorns in sprouts of furs, within a blink, his body has taken the form of his giant white wolf.
Slowly she pushes back, giving enough freedom to the beast that sends his fangs into the weak rogue wolf that groans in pain. Fast and mighty his wolf thorns any wolf that dares approach Ella.
In watch, Teslime gestures to a man who walks out of the woods. Off he goes taking his wolf's form twice the size of that of John's wolf.
Heavy he lashes at John's wolf and his counters back. In the fangs battle, Teslime steals the moment grabs Ella by the waist, and sprints off into the woods.
"Tell your king to come find me by sundown or his mate dies," he says making an invisible disappearance in the woods, as do his followers.
****
"Where's she?" Steffen's voice hoarse out, his hands against John's wolf's neck. Heavy he breathes as his ears conceal the wolf's message.
"Teslime" the name sorely comes out, determined he set for his life won't be spear this time around.
His mate is no toy.