Chapter 6 Perhaps I Am A Monster

• Serena’s POV
• After Lucian basically threw me out of his room, the guard who dragged me out brought me to a room on the far side of the mansion. Apparently, the alpha, Lucian’s father, said he didn’t want me to live in the main mansion. He said he didn’t want to taint the name of the blood moon pack by letting a rogue wolf live on the same grounds as him.
• There are about three guards standing outside my room as a security measure in case I try to escape.
• I haven’t been able to sleep since I was brought here. All I can think about are my parents and how they must be doing. They don’t know that the ceremony didn’t happen. My parents don’t know that I am still alive. They think I am dead and they’re probably mourning me right now and I can’t do anything to ease their pain.
• But the more I think about it, I ask myself, even if they knew I was still alive, they wouldn’t be able to see me because I am now the alpha’s property. According to the alpha I have already been marked as the sacrifice and no one else can take my place. He would have killed me already if I were replaceable, but I am the one that has to be killed for the ceremony. Only by my death can the alpha have the power that he seeks.
• My destiny has already been written. There is nothing more I can do but accept it. I lean my back against the cold walls of the small room that is to be mine until I get my wolf and I slide to the floor as tears threaten to fall from my eyes.
• I startle when I suddenly hear something that sounds like a gunshot right outside my door. I hear two more gunshots and then I stand up abruptly form the floor and try to hide as someone tries to force the door to my room open. My heart is beating frantically in my chest. I didn’t even know I still had any survival instincts in me. I thought I was ready for death, but all I want to do right now is hide and do everything I can to survive whatever will walk through that door.
• As the door flies open, I brace myself for certain death. Two men walk into my room. Two men that I do not recognize. Two men that do not look like the alpha’s guards. They look rough and barbaric and huge and I would rather die than let them put their hands on me.
• “There she is.” One of them says. “That’s the alpha’s mate.”
• “Let’s grab her and get out of here.” The other one says and although I would do everything to get out of this place, I don’t think I want to go anywhere with rogue wolves I have never met before. There is obvious fear in my eyes as I back myself to a wall. The two men stalk towards me and I grow frustrated, wishing I had the strength I needed to fight them of.
• “Stay away from me!” I scream at them but my voice seems to upset them even more. One of them rolls his eyes and pulls out a gun, aiming it straight at me. I suck in a sharp breath at the severity of the situation. Before I can say anything else, he pulls the trigger and a bullet settles itself in my shoulder.
• I scream in agony as I fall to the floor. My skin burns with unimaginable pain and soon my breaths come out strained. I can’t breathe and I can feel nothing but the bullet digging farther into my shoulder with every move my body makes and the pain blinds me until all I see are stars. I try to force my eyes open as one of the men places me over his shoulder. I’m basically convulsing with pain as he tries to walk out with me.
• I’m losing so much blood. There is blood everywhere and since I don’t have my werewolf abilities yet, I cannot heal myself. I’m going to die. I can feel it. I can taste death at the tip of my tongue. My consciousness is hanging on by a thread but I force myself to stay awake.
• Before the two men can walk out of the room with me, a third person dashes into the room and before I can take my next breath, the rogue wolves are on the floor, their necks snapped and their bodies laying on the floor in weird positions. Strong arms pick me up from the floor and I immediately recognize his smell.
• I flutter my eyes open. “Lucian?” My voice is weak as the words leave my mouth. The look on his face is that of pain and agony. He can feel the mate bond so whatever pain I am feeling right now, he can feel it too. But I know better than to confuse the look on his face for care.
• I know better than to actually believe he feels something for me.
• “I’ve got you.” He says with a strain in his voice. His eyes are full of anger as he stares at the two bodies lying unconscious on the floor and it is only now that I notice the blood on his face. He is covered in blood from head to toe and it gives him a scary look. He’s a killing a machine and I don’t even want to imagine the number of people he has killed today from the blood on his body.
• It is obvious that the mansion was attacked by rogue wolves. Although most of us rogues have accepted defeat a long time ago, there is still a small portion of rogues who never stop fighting and honestly, I don’t blame them. We have been oppressed our entire lives. Resistance is to be expected.
• If the rogue wolves keep attacking the alpha, it is because they are tired of watching their people die and now, looking at these two wolves lying dead on the floor, even though they just shot me and tried to kidnap me, I don’t blame them. I feel angry.
• “Just let me die in peace. I know it is what you want. I know you can’t wait to get rid of me. Just let me bleed out.” I say weakly.
• “I know you think I am a monster. Perhaps I am. But my heart is not made of rock, Serena.” I can feel myself slipping and out of consciousness as Lucian dashes out of the room with me in his arms.