Rebekah's Pov
"What is she doing?" I heard murmurs from the guards as they came to check on me. I was laying flat on my back with my eyes wide open and the connection with my body thinning out. My current focus was on my wolf, trying to hold it back from getting out attacking anyone it came across.
However, I heard those heavy steps from the Lycan guards and I mentally murmured to myself. Not yet. Not yet.
But still, they were walking towards me with no care in the world.
"The Alpha would be pissed if anything happened to her while she's in here." The Lycan said to the other who spat in response. The stench of his saliva filled my nose and I just had to hold back because if I broke focus, the only thing they would be seeing was my wolf.
I heard the keys to the lock of the prison being fumbled with and I cursed in my mind over and over again. They should just let me be! Why won't they let me be?!
No. I thought as one stepped into the prison cell I was in. My knees quivered from my stone-knee which made me feel annoyed as I sensed the Lycan guard stranding directly in front of my face. I did not look at him. But I sensed he thought I was.
"Why's she looking funny?"
The other guard slowly walked over with a slight grunt as he dropped to a crouch and brought a finger close to my face.
"She's not responding. I think she's in a trance."
"Or starved. Did anyone get her food this morning?" I heard thistling around as though to look for a plate.
"I think so. You went for your morning round, didn't you? Seeing how you know so little about what went on with her this morning."
"Well, if she ate then, what is going on with her?"
"Doesn't matter. I'll wake her up."
He was about to touch my face and I gave up in my mind. I would just have to release wouldn't I?
"Stop it." A familiar voice came to the rescue. I let out a sigh of relief firstly, because I wouldn't have to break focus and attack anybody. Secondly, because my mate was here. I didn't know what was wrong with me but I guess what Marbel said about the heightened level of feelings attached to 'royal' matebond was true. But especially for me right now. I was stoked. And being under the influence was not good for any of us.
"Leave us." The Alpha King spoke, his voice sure and slow. I was forced to think on what I should do. I heard the guards leave the prison cell and the Alpha King come close. I was furiously attracted by his scent but I was doing everything in me possible to hold back the impulsiveness of my wolf. Her animal instincts.
But it appears the closer Alpha King got, the more riled up my wolf was. And I couldn't warn him. I sensed Alpha Kinghimself crouch down in front of me.
What the hell is he doing now? I wondered to myself.
As an Alpha, and King. I expected him to be enlightened about these sort of things. But I guessed that was not the case when I felt his touch around my neck. My wolf took over and when I opened my eyes, it was Scarlet. A look of hunger and bloodlust.
Without thinking, my claws grabbed onto Reagan's hand and I bit into him deeply, drawing his blood. He didn't pull away. I felt my tongue slurping hungrily against the blood oozing out of the chunk of meat in his hand. And he didn't move away, so I kept on feeding, feeling more hungry as I tasted his blood. I didn't know how long this lasted until I returned to my senses.
I looked at the Alpha King's face and then to the bloody mess I'd made of his hand. Fear gripped me as I stared into his kind and compassionate face, it was a big scare. Because who knows, he could turn around any second and attack me for what I'd done to him.
I fell back on my butt and slided away from Alpha King on the cold hard floor. My body was shaking from trying to keep my wolf at bay and I was horribly failing as I could sense her bloodlust.
Today's moon was not only full. It was crescent as well. Which meant, at this time, our hunger for prey was fully heightened. Usually, it was the men who engaged in games involving hunting to quench their bloodthirst during times like this. But after I was forced to hunt even when I didn't want to, I found that my wolf was a bit tainted and wanted to roam around a bit and enjoy a little bit of blood. But deep down I knew that was not who I was. I was so much more… I was not a monster.
But in the moment with my bloodstained teeth and Reagan's horribly damaged bloody hand, who the monster was, was clear.
I sensed the illuminiscent of the moon, binding us, like an invisible string.
"Are you good?" The Alpha King was the first to speak up.
Hurriedly, I snapped out of the trance I was in by holding my right hand which was beginning to show claws. Any moment from now, I could fully lose control.
"Why… didn't you push me away?!"
My voice was mixed with anger and annoyance, and prejudice. I didn't understand why anyone… specifically him, would stay there and let me hurt him. It didn't make sense to me. It didn't make sense in any context at all.
Seeing my distress, the Alpha King stood back up, briefly, taking his time. His eyes scanned mine, and I stared back at him with my raggedy breathing.
"Pardon me," he said.
"I'm sorry… But if I were you, I would have killed me by now. Lycan you call yourself, why would you stay and let yourself be bitten by a wolf!"
He gave me an exasperated look. "I said we were lycans, not monsters. Why would I push you away when you're going through a hard time?"
His quiet opinion made me sound like a dirt rag. It was so smooth and well thought out while, I was a growling mess.
"For a Lycan, you do know how to speak well."
"Darling." He spoke and I felt his voice hit chords in me that I didn't even know existed and this made me tear up all of a sudden. "I—I don't know what you're trying to do, but please don't be a hypocrite. Leave me here in the prison. As you can see, I'm not in full control of myself now."
The Alpha King looked at me sympathetically. "Is it because of the moon?"
I gave him a grim smile. "So you noticed. Now that you know you better get going else your hand is not the only thing I'm gonna be chopping off." I said menacingly.
The Alpha King looked smug for a bit and then he raised his right hand causing me to stiffen when I saw pure, fresh hand.
"T-that's not possible." I was certain of what I'd done. "Let me see the other one!"
He raised the other hand and I saw it was speckless, free and beautiful as though it had never been touched by a sharp object.
"How's your healing capabilities that good?" Then I bowed my head, reminding myself not to act too shocked regarding this matter. After all, werewolves were quite familiar with the 'healing faster than usual' terms but I… was an Omega and I healed slow compared to other werewolves. But I had to admit, Reagan's healing capabilities by far surpassed any Alpha werewolf.
"Lycans.. are all that way. And me being Alpha speeds things up."
In a moment's notice, the Alpha King was standing right in front of me. And I hadn't seen him coming. He was super fast my mind was having a hard time getting used to him.
"W-why—" Before I could sputter out all of my confusing thoughts, the Alpha King grabbed both of my hands causing me to scream in pain as my wolf threatened to take over.
"This is it— Mate, you can be vulnerable with me. So when I ask you if you're okay I truly mean it." A gasp escaped from my lips as I was pulled into his body for a slush embrace.
But suddenly my wolf took over and I found myself growling, desperately searching for a release. However, the Alpha King didn't seem sore vexed in displeasure by my attitude but instead he pulled me towards him and soothed my fur, patting it back. "There, there." The more head pats I received from him, the more I seemed to calm down.
I slowly moved away from him and glanced to the window where the energy of the crescent full moon was inactive. I shifted fully back into human, my claws retracting and my sensitivity reducing. This was the end of it- or maybe, it was just the beginning.