10— A Fight Against My Alpha

I instinctively drew my claws and chased Alpas away, spurred by resentment and anger growing in my heart. I was initially willing to surrender my life to him, but I can not just toss away the extended life that mortal had granted me which I don't if I deserved it. My head is spinning with overwhelming grief. And the reality of the situation is slowly destroying my soul. It was naive of me to insist I'd give Alpas my life. I loved him, and I still love him, but I can't forgive him for confining me in this prison and even ending the life of my savior when he— a person who knows me— sent me here to suffer.

He and Serena antagonized me in the eyes of the nation and held me vicariously liable for a conviction I did not commit. He didn't even listen to me and just sided with Serena.

My blood boiled at the thought of Serena, Look at what you did to us, Serena. Because of your schemes, we are in this situation. How stupid of me, I was so enamored with him that I could not even recognize him for who he truly was.

Hurting Alpas never came into my mind but I rushed to give him a straight punch and then a side kick which he swiftly avoided, despite knowing that I am nothing compared to a trained werewolf. He is not the captain and the youngest leader of an elite special forces team for nothing.

I can't believe I am fighting an expert purely by instinct and to be on the upper hand. I am using everything in my power to bring him down, even combining my ability as a werepire but it isn't enough. I need to be stronger to kill him, funny it is, I am not even sure if I have the courage to kill Alpas.

"Just give up, Renee," he said in between our exchange of fists. "Go back to your prison or just die here."

"I was your Luna, you already know that giving up is not in my vocabulary."

I aimed my kick through the center, pushed up onto the ball of my base foot, pivoted, then kicked him, which he finally failed to dodge, and instantly swung my arm at his face. This fight is just a matter of stamina, I have better and longer stamina over anyone else because of my origin as a werepire. I checked him out as he motioned to fall on the ground then crossed my arms and spotted a cut on his annoyingly gorgeous face; guess my claws aren't losing their edges, I couldn't help but smile contentedly.

"Your blood smells awful." I spit at the ground as he landed on the disgusting waterway with a loud splash. I pinched my nose, taunting, and stared at him. "Even worse than the stench of this canal."

Hiding my strength has always been my greatest challenge, I hated my natural fighting prowess so much, since I wanted the man I love—Alpas— to see me beautiful and innocent which would make him want to protect me until the end. This is the first that I am thankful for my strength, being able to use this strength to pay back the person who caused the death of my savior is so satisfying. Alpas tried to shoot me but I was faster than his bullets.

"Should I thank you for unlocking a pandora box in me?" I asked, mocking.

"Enough of this, Renee! You shall never hurt anyone ever again, most especially Serena! Your greed and delusional love over me ends now."

"You should learn to listen." I ran toward him, almost as of teleporting. Pointing my claws at his face. "I was manipulated by that woman you try so much to protect. She's the one who hurt me by colluding with an organization of hybrids–"

"Shut your mouth, Renee! Even at this point when everyone is after you, your sister, Serena is doing everything to protect you yet you're still blaming her. You're beyond saving."

I let out a huge sigh. "I didn't realize you're just like everyone else. You only believe what you want to believe and what fits your narrative. How disappointing, Alpas."

Before he could hurt me again, I pulled the gun away from him and grabbed him by his hand then threw him over my shoulder. This growing anger inside me seems like fuel to my strength. Who would have thought that I could harbor this much hatred for a man I thought I couldn't live without? Alpas tenaciously stood up and tried to punch me but I swiftly went behind him.

"Farewell, my Alpha," I whispered in his ears. "May we meet in hell."

The surprise on his face was visible when he turned to face me and before he could react, I hit his neck and he fell unconscious. A handful of tears fell on Alpas' cheeks while I stared at him. I never imagined we would end up this way, Alpas... with your blood in my hand, with me ending your life.

This is for killing him, I was about to snatch his heart when a bullet suddenly hit my hands. I raised my head and saw countless militia going our way while showering me with bullets.

Without a second thought, I immediately run far from them. I can't afford to die without giving justice to that mortal's death.

"You still crawl for your petty life, don't you?" shouted a raspy voice of a militia behind me.

My fingers were starting to go numb and my legs are tripping up under me. I wanted to end my life but in face of death, I can't seem to stop running. If they caught up with me I'd be killed. And there's no way in hell will I ever let my life end pathetically this way. Just the thought of me dying helplessly is making me both mad and scared.

I looked around, frantically searching for a hiding place. It was dark and was hard to find a place to hide in, all I see were narrow pathways and trash all over the wide canal.

However, I didn't stop running in the unfamiliar deserted place, there is no way in hell I will let them kill me. I turned to look behind but there was no one around, I don't even hear their footstep at all. Yet I still ran and ran despite having no direction, running in this passage feels like it has no end.

I promise you, Alpas, you'll see me once again. You survived today out of luck but I won't stop unless that mortal receives his justice then I'll go after you. I swear to the moon I will have my vengeance exacted.

My eyes started to blur yet my mind is nowhere near giving up, I haven't avenged that mortal yet, and there is no way I am giving up after he sacrifices his life for my survival. He cared for me more than the man who vowed to protect me. There were too many silver bullets in my body, this must be the reason I cannot heal properly. I stopped for a moment to take a rest and sat on the dirty water. Closing my eyes, I focused on healing still trying to ignore the foul smell. That's when I felt my body was betraying me, my eyes roamed my body, and blood was obvious even in the black coat the mortal had given me. I stood up to start working again, I can't have them seeing me now, I have been resting for too long.

To my surprise, I suddenly fell to the ground with no strength at all. I found myself, sobbing and cursing the moon for putting me in this situation. Is it really that wrong to love? Why am I punished for loving? Just when I was about to drift off to an eternal slumber... a bright shining light enveloped my surrounding.

"Rere, you're back!"