Jordan's POV
The car came to a halt A few metres away from the hospital. My blood boiled with excitement as I alighted the car and walked towards the hospital while my men followed behind me.
Nothing could ever compare to the excitement I felt every time I had to kill someone. or at least every time I had to let my beast takeover. I had been craving it. learning how to be in control of the hardest things I have ever had to do ever since I was a child. but it was necessary or else I would destroy everything in my path.
' What's the situation?' Jace asked as he walked behind me signaling for the gods that had already set up a perimeter around the hospital. The crowd of bystanders that I had earlier expected had all disappeared into their rooms. and I suspected it was because of me. anytime these attackers should up, they left bodies behind.
Today, I was going to take care of it.
'The attackers are still hiding inside. Any attempts to establish communication be between us has failed miserably.' the guard answers, as he bows his head and avoids eye contact.
'We are not going to talk anymore. prepare my mental Bridge any personnel that are not part of the army should scatter away. I will take no responsibility for any deaths that occur in my hands or in the hands of my soldiers.'
My command had been followed that second. every god that has surrounded the perimeter of the hospital disappeared into different directions the minute my people stepped out of their vehicles. I signal for them to move forward as we prepare to breach.
My lycan wolf was excited.It had been so long since I let him take control and this time it was going to be something fun. when the doors were bust open, the hospital walls seemed to be the triggered sense that called on to my beast.
The white walls were covered with blood and bodies were stuck upon buddies on top of the receptionist desk. my brow furrowes as I stepped inside my heart beat drastically and I couldn't help but hope that my slaves were okay.
I snarled, flashing my teeth and gripping the torn doors as my beast took over. The pain of the transformation was one i was used to.
Within no time the sounds of the wolves howling behind me signal that the rest of my men had already transformed. waiting for my lead. when my transformation was complete I felt myself again. I had missed this. allowing my lycan form to take over
Fucking move it. I snapped as I tilted my head addressing my people. They thrusted past me and ran quickly into the building, overwhelmed by the sense and smell of blood as they tried to find the perpetrators Hiding somewhere within the walls.
I caught the scent of one of my slaves and an overwhelming sense of protectiveness washed over me. I run as I had the bickering of the Wolves behind me as they are called some of the attackers that had been hiding in Plain Sight. I kicked my pause app and printed towards the stairs following the scent of my property.
' clear a path!' The order run through the mindlink towards my soldiers, causing each infront of me to get out of the way. The attackers who dared make a move on me met another quick and untimely death. my teeth sank into their necks, ripping their throats out and ignoring the moans on screams of pain.
This was a rather disappointing fight.
Suddenly, the air rippled with the sound of a screaming number six, and pain sunk into the atmosphere, letting me know that one of my slaves had been hurt. I leapt forward, overwhelmed by the need to protect them, but I failed to see the wolf leaping at me at full speed.
He bit into me, sinking his teeth into my Hind leg as I stumbled onto the floor and tried to kick him off my. The wolf on top of me was rather strong and slightly larger than the rest of his mates. He was fierce and seemed angry for no reason. another scream rippled through the air signaling that this isn't where I was supposed to be. I brought my paw towards his face and stormed down hard, forcing it into the cold floor as I dug my teeth into the side of its neck and immediately caused a sprinkle of blood when I hit the vein.
Pulling out, I stared down with satisfaction at the bloody scene before me.
'Take a prisoner.' I sounded the command through the mind link as I moved forward, following the sound of the scream.
Jesscia's POV
Rachel could not stop screaming and I did not know what to do. Everything was happening so quickly and I was left utterly confused. The man who was held down by Carlos seemed to be growing stronger by the second.
On the other hand, Rachel seemed rather panicked and Afraid. she had pushed herself towards a corner and was screaming her lungs out as she covered her ears. I knew nothing about comforting a person who clearly was having a mental breakdown. but I was afraid for my life because with every waking second the attacker seemed to be coming for me.
' you need to run.' Carlos sheltered and used all his strength to hold Back the man below him. the man under him kept throwing glances at me while speaking in another language. a language that felt almost familiar.
'Rachael, we need to go.' I let out in a panic as I tried to pull her up. But she wouldn't budge, and neither would she stop screaming.
'Leave her!' Carlos shouted, right before the attacker pushed him off and jumped towards me. I sprinted in a different direction, feeling myself overwhelmed with fear, And yet with An insane amount of adrenaline pumping inside me.
I was prepared to fight and defend my life even though I didn't know how. back in New York I had never protected any self defence classes. my mother never let me go. I'm not sure how it would help me in this situation seeing as this very attacker has already overpowered Carlos, an entirely large genetic Man, part of the King's army.
He kept talking in a different language as he came for me. I folded myself into a corner and kept shaking my head. Begging him to spare my life.
I did not understand a thing he was saying. His fingers grasped around my ankle as he dragged me across the floor, causing me to scream. He yanked me forward forcefully, almost slamming me against the hard wall. I feared for my life, yet all my attempts to defend it bore no fruits. I tried kicking and hitting his chest yet he wouldn't badge. He was stronger. much stronger than I expected. His hold on Me had been so painful and tight that I could barely move my legs. He kept repeating something in a foreign language as if it was to help calm me down. I couldn't hear it. I couldn't even concentrate on anything else other than the man threatening my life. Suddenly the sound of the door opening rented the room as I turned for a split second only to see Rachel running out.
Sudden relief washed over me when the king entered, pulling off the man on top of me and slamming him into the wall. The sound of a bone breaking filled the room as the attacker's body fell on the ground, immobile.
Shaking, unable to control myself, I ran towards him. My knight. My saviour. A scary beast of a man whose facial features were just slightly similar from that of the king. His scent called to me. I felt safe in his presence.
I buried myself in his chest, he touched my hair, brushing it backwards as he grunted reluctantly. And then, I cried in his arms.
The Prince, the man I hated most in this world, had saved me.