The Alpha’s Dark Revenge

Nikolai’s POV

I could feel the heavy swelling in my right eye as I slowly regained consciousness. I knew I had only been knocked out for a few minutes but I could feel my head spinning. I clutched at the grass, trying to pull myself to my feet but my hands were too shaky. I fell back heavily onto the grass, expelling sharp breaths as my chest started to burn.

A piercing scream made me look in the direction of the sound and I looked up to see Jonas digging his fangs into the other man’s side. I gasped in shock, trying once more to stand to my feet. I had almost forgotten that the man called Gabriel had come to my rescue. As I tried to crawl over there, I saw Jonas ram his fists into Gabriel’s face… over and over again until he finally stilled, his damaged face buried into grass as he fell from Jonas’ grip.

No, no, no.

“No!” I yelled, grabbing Jonas’ attention to me. As long as he was yet to snap his neck off his shoulders, there was still hope. Maybe he could be saved. Jonas swung around to face me, smiling as he kicked Gabriel’s body further away from him. And then he approached me. I tried to get to my feet but Jonas was faster.

He pulled his hair away from his face as he scoffed. “I have waited for this very moment for years. When you would finally lay at my feet and beg for mercy.” He laughed again, and then rammed his foot into my neck. I gasped from the shock and pain, my hands weakly tapping on his foot. But he only pressed harder… until I felt blood begin to drip from my neck.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You know, I had my doubts at first when they informed me that you were The almighty Silver Ghost,” He laughed. “But now I’m sure. There was proof. And you know what I thought? So Nikolai fucking Slade was the one behind all of this? You flipped my business on its back for years. And you had the guts to come in here and expect to leave alive and well? How dare you?!” He kicked me in the gut, making me roll over from the pain.

“I wanted to make you watch while I hack your beloved into pieces. Then leave you to live and feel the pain for the rest of your life. But no, I’m gonna enjoy killing you with my own hands. You’ve had it a long time coming, anyway. And then when I’m done with you, you know what comes next?” He asked, roaring with laughter. “I’m going to kill her too, that is of course if she isn’t already dead.”

He apparently found it so amusing that he began to cackle loudly. “You are so fucking pathetic, Slade.”

I felt my heart clench with agony. So this was how it was going to end… For years I had been in pain, I had tortured myself, harboured all of this pain… and now the cause of all my problems was right in front of me, I still couldn’t do anything about it.

I shut my eyes in defeat, feeling the pain shoot through my body. Maybe this was how it was meant to end. Maybe I wasn’t destined to win this battle against Jonas. He had taken everything away from me once… made me lose everything I ever cared about, including myself. And now… he was doing it again.

As I watched Jonas extract his claws, I shut my eyes tightly. I wished I had done more, I wish I had said more. I wish I didn’t have to feel so… helpless.

But I shut my eyes and clenched my fists as I waited for the final blow.

Liyah’s POV

As soon as I turned away from Barbara’s body, I felt a sudden feeling stab me in the chest. It was overpowering but not painful. I leaned against the wall, my hands placed over my chest as I tried to understand this feeling.

And then it hit me.

Nikolai was in danger. I could feel it, almost like it called out to me. I had never had this feeling before but I was sure about it. I could feel that he was in despair. And it was so powerful that I began to feel the same. My palms were sweaty as I turned back to the top of the stairs. I needed a weapon. And I knew where Father kept his weapons. Trying to keep steady, I ran up the stairs and into the study, my eyes roaming the room for the familiar compartment.

As I pulled the curtain away from one corner of the wall, I saw it. A see-through compartment, a collection of guns enclosed in it. I rammed my elbow into it, shattering the glass into pieces and then I began to search. But a particular gun caught my eyes. I carefully picked it up, popping it open to reveal a single silver bullet.

My hands burned as I held the bullet in my hand and I quickly put it back in its place. It would do. As I backed away from the compartment I wobbled out of the office, my chest still aching. The feeling was getting worse by the second. I needed to get out of here. As I ran out, I fell back in surprise, backing away when I saw two guards emerge from the other end of the hall. From the seal around their necks I knew they were Monhowl pack members.

I quickly ducked back into the office but it was too late. They had already seen me. Sighing, I tossed the gun behind the door, rushing to the weapon cabinet to grab anything I could use. The first thing my fingers touched was a mace and immediately I transformed, picking it up. The guards had already come into the office.

Making the first move, I jumped at them, swinging the mace which caught one of them in the forehead. I immediately shoved him sending him flying across the room as he fell to the floor. The other one was more difficult. He grabbed the wooden desk, flinging it at me. I gasped from the pain. I hadn’t moved out of the way on time. Thinking quickly I ducked to the floor, pulling his leg toward me and burying my fangs in his foot. He screamed in agony clutching at his feet.

As soon as he fell to the floor, I picked up the gun and raced out to the garden where I knew Nikolai would be. My eyes widened when I saw Father bending over him, his claws ready to dig into him.

I growled trying desperately to move his attention away from Nikolai. It worked, as he immediately turned to me, a confused expression forming on his face. Of course, he didn’t know who I was. Slowly, I shifted back to my human form.

I watched him stagger backwards in shock as he stared at me. And then I saw it. That look in his eyes. The shock… the disbelief in those eyes when he saw that I was a full werewolf just like anyone else, when he realized that I was worth something… that I was much better, greater than he thought I would ever be. And it was enough. It was all I needed to see.

Pulling out the silver gun before he could comprehend what was happening, I cocked the gun and aimed at his head.

And then I pulled the trigger.