Chapter 5

The bodies of my parents and brothers lay on the ground, covered in blood and bruises….

I don't know when or how the piercing scream left my throat. The pain, the anger, everything hit me.

I removed myself from the mens grip and rushed down to see…to…God.

I couldn't, I couldn't even touch them.

 "Mother…father…" the tears pooled down my face as my insides churned and hurt,"Leo…Stephen…"

None of them answered me…none of them heard me.

Why was this happening? Why?! A few days ago we were all happy as I celebrated my eighteenth birthday, they were laughing and smiling and now…now..

"So you're Iridessa." A deep and cold voice echoed in the room and I turned, cleaning my teary eyes so that my vision would stop being blurry.

The man, whoever he is was dressed in black, completely except for subtle gold highlights, he was backing me at first and facing the huge family portrait that sat on the wall.

  "Iridessa…" he called my name again before turning around. His..his eyes were a deep black but rhe irises had grey in it. His hair was laid back perfectly and his frame was towering as he took long strides towards me. His eyes scanned my body for a while before he said, "You're the last and youngest Riverton princess?" He scoffed.

  "Who…who are you?" I asked, ignoring whatever he just said. I already felt like I knew but I wanted to ask.

He looked at the bodies and back at me, "Alpha Adrian of the OverCrest pack." He smirked coldly.

I looked up at him from where I sat weakly on the ground. How I longed to rip that face apart with my paws, to dip my hands into his naked chest and squeeze out his merciless heart. I have never killed anyone before but the hatred and anger in my heart was enough to make me long to see him die by my hands in the goriest of ways. I instantly hated this man, he had ruined my life.

I hated him even more because as of this moment , I couldn't do anything .

Why? Because I was weak and my wolf even weaker. If my parents couldn't even get a scratch on him, who was I to stand a chance?

 I sobbed quietly as my gaze fell on the bloody and lifeless bodies of my parent's body again.

  "Monster!" I yelled at first, my angry eyes boring into him.

  "Why? Why would you do this??!" I screamed in agony. The pain seemingly too much to bear. I stood up immediately and reached forward, hitting his chest with my frail hands.

 "You are a monster!" I screamed, annoyed that he didn't move, instead his men came to drag me away and hold me still. My whole frame shaking as I cried.

Adrian's pov:

My eyes went from the bloodied wall to the painting on the bloodied wall. It was a huge painting of Johan and his entire immediately family, sitting perfectly in this now abandoned throne room. Everywhere was now quiet, the quietness that usually enveloped graveyards and battle fields after the war which was the latter.

The names were written clearly under each picture painted; Alpha Riverton, Luna Jenna Riverton, Andre Riverton, Sophia Riverton, Leo and Stephen Riverton and Iridessa Riverton..

My brows furrowed as I studied the painting again, it was of Johan and his wife who was already dead,the first and third princess had been betrothed and married to an Alpha a long time ago, the first son was dead from an illness years back, I had killed the twins and…who then was this Iridessa?

I looked at her picture. So…delicate.

She had long blonde hair which almost glimmered like silver and deep blue eyes, it says she is the last and youngest princess.

While I looked on and wondered where she might be, I heard approaching footsteps and the voice of someone struggling. Turning slightly, I watched as my men walked in, holding the same girl I saw in the picture…

Wow.

She had the same hair and everything and was obviously the same person. I watched as her blue gaze fell on the bodies at her feet and heard the scream she made afterwards.

I don't think…I've seen anyone look this broken before, she looked so miserable.

She cried, tears pooling down her cheek.

I can't pity her. I refuse to do so, she's the daughter of Johan and either way she will die.

I looked back the painting again and ignored all she was doing. Or I tried to. The picture was so…accurate.

  "Iridessa.." I read her name, loving the way it sounded. I felt calm after this, perhaps not fulfilled but I felt calm. I had done what I came here for. Well, almost.

I turned around fully and walked over to where she sat on the ground.

The Moon goddess sure does create. Her hair was as blonde as the word, almost silver and her eyes were really striking blue even more as she cried. She also had a petite body and wasn't that tall and…what was she wearing?

I blinked as  I looked at her outfit..what about the men who had seen her as she was dragged—

I stopped myself. What nonsense was I even spouting??

  "You're the last and youngest Riverton princess?" I asked with a scoff.

She sniffled and took a short breath, "Who…who are you?"

"Alpha Adrian of the OverCrest pack."

I immediately saw the change in her eyes, I saw the rage and the hurt.

"Monster!" She yelled.