Alpha's Feisty Queen

ELSA

"You will die soon."

He hissed with venom.

My blurry sight didn't permit me to have a glimpse of the speaker but luckily for my unlucky self, I had learned to know them by their voices.

"How hilarious? Your birthday would be your death day too."

He said and I didn't miss the evil laughter that came after his statement. His name was Logan, Logan Redlaw....my youngest but most brutal tormentor. Do you wonder why he hates me so much? Or what did I do to deserve his torment?

All I can say is that Logan hated me because I was different from him and I didn't do anything to warrant such treatment.

And yes, it's my birthday. Tragic!

My body was twisted in an uncomfortable state and my shackled wrists and ankles weren't feeling any better than they were yesterday or the day before. Despite the pain that was coursing through me, I could feel the hot fire of anger burning through my small, fragile and battered body.

How I carried anger and agony in the same body might be strange to normal werewolves, vampires, and hybrids but we need to set this straight before we delve into my tragic story.

There is nothing normal about my pathetic life.

"I smell anger on you, Redhead. Feeling angry is totally unnecessary. My father and other coven members are holding a party to celebrate your death and our success in the red throne room."

Logan murmured like the fool he was. My death was equal to their success. What a stupid bunch of bloodthirsty dickheads.

But I wasn't complaining about dying. I had envisioned it several times in the past four years. This was no life for someone who was born a Princess.

"Your strength and ability to withstand harsh treatment will never cease to amaze me. I will never forget you after you die, Elsa...you have always been my favorite pet."

Logan said, trying to make his tone sweet but he only succeeded in making my name sound unpleasant. You might think he isn't that bad until you witness the cruelty inside of him being unleashed.

"Lucky me! I can't w-wait to be free of you, L-logan. When I'm dead, y-you won't have your f-favorite pet anymore. Seems you are f-the unlucky one now."

I winced in pain as I forced words out of my sore and dry throat. My bruised lips parted to say more insulting words to Logan as my eyesight became clearer than it was before but words failed me.

"You have always been a feisty bitch."

Logan's booted foot kicked into my stomach gruesomely and I collapsed back into the dirty hard floor that had been my bedroom for the past four years. The metallic and familiar taste of blood flooded my mouth and I spat it out.... onto Logan's face as he crouched down to probably strike me across the face.

The strike came after the offense though and I felt pleased to see my blood on his silver-gray hair. More punches and slaps were delivered to my swollen and aching body and Logan's fangs elongated due to fury.

"How dare you ruin my outfit for your pre-funeral party? I would have loved to kill you right here but the whole coven had waited this long to achieve the greatest power of all."

Logan gritted his teeth, pulled me up to my feet roughly, and dragged me out of hell to goodness know where but one thing was certain- my death.

I cringed and winced as we passed by many other prison cells when I saw other prisoners' states. Not that I was treated any better; I was given the worst of it all but at least I was able to withstand the cruelty I was put through but these people weren't able to survive–They died.

I choked on my breath when the smell of decaying flesh found its way into my nostrils. I gagged as I saw another body that was being devoured by huge and multiple maggots. I knew the Red Blood Coven vampires were evil but seeing people in pain hadn't been my thing....

I should have learned my lesson but there was something inside of me that detest hurting others. I wished I could take their pain away....who am I to do that?

"Don't worry sweetie, culty demand that we give you a proper burial after you lay your life for the betterment of the pure vampires. You won't end up like them."

I felt disgusted by Logan's declaration.

Pure breed?

Who were they fooling?

And whereas, why on earth would pure breeds need the blood and life of an abomination like me to attain power?

These fools might be my bloodline but they had ruined everything my grandfather had worked on. Every-damn-thing I grew up to presumably love was no longer in existence, not even the memories of my childhood or my life before the beginning of my journey in this hellhole.

The little details I remember were a result of some words that Logan, his father, or other vampires say to me. They always described how they killed my grandfather on my sixteenth birthday, and how they did a lot worse to my mother. I didn't remember but they made sure I didn't forget too.

"Welcome to your twentieth birthday party, little pet."

Logan whispered like I wasn't about to get killed, just as we took a turn that led us out of the prison and into what was referred to as the red throne room. My eardrums vibrate in response to the loud sound that envelops me as Logan stopped dragging me only to push me forward and into the cause of the noise.

My legs wobbled which made me collapse to the ground and I felt like my head was going to explode from how loud the hundreds of vampires that had shifted their attention to me were.

"There is our guest of honor! The celebrant herself!"

Dominic, Logan's father and the head of the Red blood coven said in a hard tone and I raised my head from the marbled floor to look at him–at all of them and they look right back at me but while mine was born out of repulsion, the vampires stared at me hungrily....like I was a piece of bloody meat.

Well, I was a whole body of bloody meat.

My gaze returned to Dominic as he brought his glass to his lips. The redness of blood coated his teeth and smeared his lips and he rolled out his tongue to lick them clean. They all had a glass of blood in their hands and I didn't need to be told to know that it was human blood.

The dead and pale human bodies next to each seating section say it all. I might have been locked away for years but I wondered if it was right for another creature to suck the life out of others that aren't animals.

Funny how I was unbothered by the glaring truth that I was about to share the same fate.

If anything, I was glad that my misery was about to end. I was feeling fortunate that I wouldn't have to continue living as a lab experimental rat. I was grateful that they finally made up their mind which was thanks to the revealed prophecy as they had been saying.

"I'm still not perceiving your fear, Child. You are all grown up but you smell the same as always. Your mother would have done everything in her power to see you today but too bad she won't."

At the mention of my mother, Dominic succeeded in spiking my interest. Does that mean she is alive or he had killed her? Do his words mean that I wasn't alone in the cruel world?

Hope bloomed within me even though I couldn't make out what my mother looked like. I found myself wondering if she had the same features as me or if she shares the natural silver-gray hair with her supposed bloodline...I found myself wanting to remember her.

"Longing? That isn't what I want you to feel. I want to be able to taste your fear along with the blood I'm drinking."

Dominic sounded drunk which I think wasn't possible. I mean blood isn't alcoholic, right?

To my dissatisfaction, Dominic didn't find the stronghold of my emotions satisfying so he ordered five of his men to make me feel FEAR.

Well, I loathe whoever created me for making me the way I was because I knew I wouldn't feel fear but Satisfaction and pain which would make my death process slow... Too slow for what I desired.

I was bashed and kicked. I could hear my bones breaking and snapping out of place as Dominic's men descended on my already weak body. I gritted my teeth as pain consumed my entire being...I couldn't see the blood but I could feel it dripping down from my nose, mouth, and other injured parts of my body.

Other vampires on the seat snarled, laughed, and jubilated as they hooted in joy while I was turned into a punching bag. How could they find joy in what I was experiencing?

"Sick bastards."

It was barely a whimper but I was sure the whole crowd heard me... They were vampires after all.

"Cease! Cease treating the birthday girl and our special guest of honor in such barbaric manners, gentle vamp."

Dominic managed to say amidst his laughing fist. Haha, what was funny? But that was enough to stop the men from doing more damage to my body. I became too weak to even open my swollen eyes.

Dominic's dumb followers roared with laughter along with him as they yell all sorts of curses at me. They weren't okay with my pain but they made do with it.

"Let's get started."

Dominic ordered, silencing the crowd. I didn't know when left his throne but I sensed when he got to me just as he picked me up from the ground by pulling my tangled and bloody hair.

"I have a present for your foreseen death date, Hybrid."

I gagged....not because of Dominic's words but due to the foul smell that engulfed me when he spoke into my face. Dominic went on to praise himself and "his bright son" as he called Logan.

"We have been working our asses off to give you something on your special day. We all know how brutal we have treated you. Bring me the vial, son."

I was certain whatever Dominic was talking about wasn't a birthday cake or a pink super cool laptop. I was expecting something wicked from them like the key to unlocking the door separating me from the afterlife; if there was one.

They didn't disappoint me.

ELSA

"Here you go, Father."

Logan announced. I compelled my swollen eyes to open just so I could catch a glimpse of my so-called birthday present.

Logan stretched a golden tray toward his father who grabbed a vial containing a weird-looking fluid. I couldn't tell what color it was or how it smells due to my state.

Dominic pulled out the biggest syringe I have ever seen in my entire wretched life and trust me, I have seen a lot of those to come to that conclusion. I had to wonder where that syringe would enter my bruised body.

"Here you go, Birthday Girl."

Dominic cooed darkly; if there is something like that. He brought the filled syringe down towards me with his usual devilish smirk. I cringed and tried to cower away from the sharp tip of the syringe.

I was scared.

I wasn't scared of Logan nor was I scared of Dominic and I wasn't even scared of death but I was scared at that moment.

Why?

I was scared of syringes!

Why?

The knowledge that I can never know what would happen to me when the content a syringe carries is emptied or injected into my body system.

The fear of the unknown.

I have been subjected to many needles in the past four years and I can boldly say you would be scared if you were me.

I clenched my eyes shut as Dominic lowered himself toward me. I was expecting and waiting for that phase to be over.

I thought I would hiss as I usually do whenever needles prick my skin....That was my thought but I had thought wrong.

Very wrong!

I didn't know where the strength to release such an ear-piercing scream came from but I screamed. My dry throat opened up to allow the free flow of the air I was gasping for earlier.

I felt the tip of the needle inside my chest.

Dominic had stabbed me with the syringe instead of injecting it the usual way. He was yet to release the fluid into my body but I felt a mountain of pain crushing my chest.

"Ouch! I didn't mean to stab you, Child."

Dominic's voice sounded faint just like how the other vampires' laughter sounded far away as I gritted my teeth.

Why was it so hard to die?

I could only hope the fluid wouldn't hurt but I knew better. It wasn't going to happen and it didn't.

No words could describe the anguish that clouded every sense I had and every other emotion I felt when Dominic finally released the fluid into the core of my body. The fact that it started from my chest didn't help.

Hot tears trickled down my cheeks as my hands went in search of the source of the pain. The syringe was yanked out from my chest swiftly and another scream broke out of my mouth.

I wish I could escape.....

I wish I could skip the burning process to death...

"Make it stop! Make it stop, please!"

I pleaded with no one and all of them at the same time as I wailed in agony. The burning sensation of the unknown fluid traveled to my toenails, and fingertips and I could taste it in my mouth as well.

"Now, that is what we like to see and smell."

Logan whispered or so I thought. I felt my body becoming cold and when I thought my anguish was about to end, thinking death was about to embrace me, my internal organs began to burn too.

Something snapped inside of me as my ankle popped out of its joint. I didn't have the strength to scream anymore and I just bit into my swollen lips, bursting them even more.

"Shouldn't it be happening already, Father?"

I heard another whisper from Logan just as I felt something like my intestine were about to shred into bits.

"The oracle did say we should stab her chest with those concoctions. I even added a large quality of wolfsbane and silver to make it more effective."

Surprisingly, I could hear Dominic clearly again but I still felt the same amount of pain. I had become a sweaty mess.

"Let's give it some time. We all know how resilient this red-headed hybrid can be. She hardly breaks under all the poison we had been feeding her over the years."

One of Dominic's trusted men advised and they all grumbled their agreement. I didn't hear their conversation for a while but the music went back to being loud. I guessed they went back to celebrating my death, leaving me to wallow in extreme discomfort.

"Run!"

A faint feminine voice whispered into my ears. The voice sounded very close to my ears...if I didn't know better, I would have thought the voice was inside my head.

"Run!

The voice sounded more persistent and loud this time. I found myself struggling to stand on my feet like I was under a commanding spell. My bones protested against the action but there was a force pushing me to keep going.

"What do you think you are doing! Force her back to the ground!"

Logan snarled at me but still, I didn't stop....More like I couldn't stop and despite not being able to run like the voice commanded, I was able to walk with the poison flowing and melting my internal organs.

"Don't bother, Son. How far do you think she can go in this state? Let her have a death-day stroll."

Dominic waved Logan's observation and warning off nonchalantly. It was hard but I managed to drag myself out of the red throne room. I stood on the porch for a few minutes as I stared at the cloud and the moon through my swollen eyes.

The beauty of the night wowed me because I haven't been able to admire it for four years. I had been locked away from the wonder this view holds.

"You have to Run, Elsa. Run!"

The voice yelped again... I looked around in search of the speaker but I found none. My legs developed their own minds as I forgot about my battered body and began to run.

"Why am I running?" I asked myself stupidly, strangely excepting an answer.

"Bring her back!"

I heard Dominic say, ordering his men to catch me.

"I will do it alone, father?"

Oh no, not Logan. He was said to be the fastest vampire in the Red blood coven. I knew I was doomed but I still couldn't stop running.

This wasn't what I wanted. I wanted death not a chance to continue living my pathetic life. My legs continued to protest as I entered the thick protective forest of the coven.

My actions wouldn't be considered as running to a healthy vampire or werewolf. A human would have done better than that but I consider myself lucky to be able to go that fast with my fragile situation.

"You need to halt your fruitless attempts to escape before I change my mind about being nice to you on your birthday."

Logan was closer than I expected. I didn't hear him following me nor did I smell him.

"Please stop. Whoever you are! I hate this person but I crave the death they are offering me. I don't want to live on like this!"

I screamed at no one and my voice echoed throughout the forest. The only response I got was from the night owls and Logan, who chuckled at my madness.

I think I'm mad too.

"You aren't mad, Elsa. You j-just have to l-leave this place. It's time and we can't miss it and-"

"Who are you to say WE. There is only one of me."

I gritted out as pain slammed into me. The voice seems to be struggling exactly like I was.

"Enough of your crazy drama, Pet. It's time to return to the celebration."

The farther I went the more frustrated Logan became.

"Don't listen to him. You can't let those demons have the power dwelling in you. If you allow it, imagine how many more people they would maltreat."

The voice was becoming firmer with time and I didn't even feel the burning irritation of the fluid anymore.

"But he will catch me soon."

I tried to point out when I realized the voice was right. I shouldn't let the vampires achieve victory when I knew what they wanted to do with it.

"Not if you don't give up. Fight him. Fight with every-"

The voice vanished like it hadn't been there when I felt another needle puncture the side of my neck. I didn't recognize the howl that erupted from my mouth like it was mine.

I had never sounded like that before.

Was that my- my wolf?

Can't be.

I collapsed to the ground as the effect of the injection took over me. My sight became blurry again and I gasped for air, clutching the slim fabric I was clothed with.

"Sorry pet, I had to do that. You were about to cross the protective border. I can't help but ask myself how you could go this far with the deadly poison my father fed you earlier. We underestimated you no doubt!"

I heard Logan but my focus was on the numbness spreading through my body. I wondered what he gave me this time.

Logan's hand started to caress my naked skin in an unusual way which made me feel nausea.

"I have always desired to bang your feisty pussy. Your feistiness and strong will smell attractive and delicious but I had to stop myself from following my desire because the prophecy said you have to be a virgin for my coven to achieve the greatest power."

Logan murmured as he rolled the gown I was wearing up above my mid-thigh.

"Fight him. You can't give up."

My inner voice chanted over and over as Logan's hands found the swell of my breast underneath the flimsy fabric I was wearing.

"If you feel this good covered in dirt and mud, you leave me imagining what you will feel like if you are clean." Logan's voice had become hoarse or was it my ears?

"I want to have a taste of you-"

His declaration scared me as I remained numb and unresponsive. Logan pinned my hands above my head and lowered himself onto me. His heavy body crushed my bruised body into the forest floor and I felt the dry and fallen leaves pinching through my dress.

"Fight him! Fight him!"

The chant resounded in my head again and again. After all I have been through, Logan still wanted more from me after snatching everything I own and loved away from me.

I found myself wailing uncontrollably. It was as if all the tears I had blocked for the past four years were flowing out of my brown orbs. I hated them and I won't allow this monster to take away the only thing I have left..... My only possession.

"Get your dirty claws off me, Logan!"

I spoke the words out loud adding emphasis to each of them. Of course, he didn't take me seriously nor did he think I was threatening him.

Logan slapped me hard across my face and that did it for me. Fierce anger broke loose inside of me with a sudden force that threw Logan off me. It was like it had been locked away like I was.

"I like feisty pets, Elsa."

Once again, my name sounded dirty coming from Logan's mouth. I hated it.

The force of energy that had taken over me doubled up and I could feel my body shaking vigorously. I didn't have the time to think as Logan came for me again but this time he and I were blinded by a glowing light.

"What's happening to me? What did you bastards inject into me!"

I cried out as the light grew out of my chest like I was some sort of solar energy source. It started as a reflection at first but grew bigger to the extent that I had to close my eyes.

"H-how is t-that poss-ible?"

I heard Logan stuttering. Logan barked in pain which made me wonder why. I didn't hear anything from him after a while and the glowing light reduced drastically, vanishing into my chest.

I had always been tired but never been this exhausted, not even when I had poison in me. I couldn't feel any part of my body as I stared at the sky, dancing weirdly.

The sky doesn't dance!

I closed my eyes, trying to get rid of the dizziness and when I opened them, I remembered Logan was supposed to be dragging me back to his coven but he wasn't around me.

I couldn't see him and I didn't hear a sound from him or any other sound in the dark forest. I seek the voice that had spoken to me earlier but I realized painfully that I was alone again.... By myself.

I didn't know how long it took because my body, mind, and soul seemed to belong to someone else at that moment but I soon found myself walking towards and reaching where Logan referred to as the border.

I saw several glowing lights up ahead and I went in search of them gullibly thinking it was the same light that saved me from Logan's rape attempt but it wasn't.

This light collided with me with a bang and I collapsed to the ground for the hundredth time that night. One way or another this light helped me too because I could finally feel myself letting go.

Finally, I was pushed off the cliff of life straight into the sweet bosom of death.

TYSON

If this goes on any longer, I might not be able to stop myself from killing him.

How dare he make his Alpha wait?

I had informed him that I had an important meeting to hold before the daybreak back at Crystal Palace and he vouched to be here in time to deliver me to the pack.

I hate being in the human world or around those weak creatures. They break easily under my cold aura and I can hear them sneezing and fainting in the hotel I had lodged in.

I would have gone to my house in this town but I had to hold an all-night meeting with a group of my trusted omegas that I had placed to oversee my company in this city.

Most Alphas would have sent stronger wolves but I thought it was better to use the omegas because they can blend in with the humans more than the strong wolves.

"I will have no regret granting your death wish."

I said slowly but dreadfully into my phone when Elias answered the call I put through to him. I was icily angry although I have always been and I probably will be like this forever.

"A-alp-ha... I'm so-rry Alpha. I had t-to-"

"Cut the crap, Elias! Where the Fuck are you? The sun is up and shining already for goddess sake!"

I really like Elias and that is why I was being this nice to him.

Do you think I'm not nice enough?

Then you haven't met me....

"I'm driving into the hotel's parking lot, Alpha."

My outroar must have done the trick because Elias wasn't stammering anymore but I was his Alpha and I could perceive the fear I instilled into him even though I wasn't seeing him.

I ended the call, picked up my luggage, and walked out of the hotel room. The effect of the all-night meeting made me a lot more cranky than usual not that my usual self was cheerful though.

"Good morning Alpha. You are leaving? I thought you would meet the workers at the company before you leave today."

The omega, Will, who was the Manager of Crystalline Tech met me as I walked through the passageway. He cast his eyes down and his head was bent, avoiding my always blazing red eyes and keeping some distance from me.

They always do and I appreciate that.

"You know I don't deal with humans directly. You aren't human but look at how white you have become fit being in close proximity with me. Get your shits together and do your job, Will."

I was being talkative today thanks to the fools I had to deal with. Will winced like I had used my sword-like tongue to cut him.

Well, maybe I did.

I honestly know how cold I could be but they need to know that it wasn't in my control. Plus I didn't care if they understood or not.

Will followed me silently afterward. We passed by several humans and they all reacted to my coldness either with a sneeze or by fainting or staggering on their legs. This was one of the reasons why I wanted to leave before daybreak.

I avoided the elevator, taking the stairways due to humans too. Those creatures might not know but they make my life unnecessarily difficult. That's the reason I don't leave Crystal palace often.

As soon as I exited the hotel my nose led me to Elias and with a panting Will behind me, I gathered more than multiple attention. I dismissed Will through the mindlink and walked to my driver.

As soon as I reached my car, I opened my mouth to demand an explanation from Elias who was shaking with fear but instead of my voice, my wolf, Phelan's voice cried out.

"Mate!"

"Hey, buddy. You have been awfully quiet since we arrived in the human world. Are you okay?"

I said through my mindlink with my wolf. Phelan was the only living creature I chat cheerfully with and he was a chatty box but I sensed his confusion before my confusion set in when I recalled what he just said.

"What do you mean by mate Phel-"

My words got trapped in my throat when Elias opened the owner's side door of my car for me. The scent that invaded my nostrils and other senses, wasn't the sweetest I had ever perceived; it was more like the hottest scent ever.

Try to imagine the scent of a roasted peach sprinkled with honey and if a jasmine flower can have a sweet burnt smell, then I think that it. The combination of sweetness and burnt fragrances was what I was perceiving.

I inhaled deeply to savor the taste of the scent on my tongue and Phelan wiggled his tail happily in my head before he cried out again.

"Mate!"

Phelan had always been the happier and filled with warmth one between the both of us while I had never felt any emotion before except anger ... .icy anger. This new emotion was tempting and oddly delicious but I shouldn't be feeling them.

Why?

Because that isn't who I was created to be whereas, there was no one in the car or close to the car except Elias and me.

"You shouldn't be a fool, Tyson...not now. Ask your pale driver if he gave anyone a lift."

Phelan chimed loudly.

"You gave someone a lift in my car?"

I wasn't as calm as Phelan when I asked Elias that... I was furious.

"It isn't l-like that A-alpha-" Elias stuttered

"Then tell me why I can smell a strange scent in my car!"

I yelled furiously in his face as he shivered and cowered like the coward he is. The stupid scent was fingering my brain as I glared at my driver.

"I swear by the moon goddess that it wasn't my fault Alpha. S-she suddenly appeared in front of the car when I w-was rushing through the Vampires forest just to reach you on time."

Elias spewed words that I was unable to fathom. What girl was he talking about? He wasn't helping my confusion a bit. I urged him to continue because I needed to clear my confusion and Phelan wasn't putting an end to his whine.

"She was a human girl looking battered like she had been attacked by the vampires. I hit her with the car. I had to carry her into the car to get her to the hospital."

He said. Elias continued telling me about how the hospital delayed him because they couldn't admit her without calling the police. I zoned out on his explanation as I thought hard about his words.

A human girl?

A weak human girl had been fated to me?

The goddess must be fucking with me after fucking my entire life over.

"He ran my mate over!"

Phelan barked and I felt his annoyance in my veins. I rarely feel Phelan's emotion and when I do it means he has completely lost it.

"Stop whining, listen to me! The moon goddess is setting us up. Have you forgotten the prophecy about us? It's better to leave her there because we both know she will be our downfall."

I responded to Phelan's outburst. Elias was still holding the door open for me as my wolf and I got into a heated argument. I forgot about Elias but phelan didn't... He was mad.

"Shut the fuck up, Tyson. Didn't you hear what he did to my mate!"

Phelan yelped. I felt cheated when he referred to our mate as his alone but I didn't correct not did I acknowledge the hurt I felt.

"Calm down, dude. Don't you hear what I'm trying to tell you! Don't go all stupid wolfy just because of her stupid scent."

I yelled back at him. Elias became white as this went on...he was feeling the compelling aura of his Alpha.

I'm the Alpha.

"I make you the Alpha you are!" Phelan countered and continued

"I know you don't feel emotions but how can you be this cold when your dumb driver just told you he ran my....our mate over. He also told you she was in a bad condition due to the vampires."

My wolf didn't stop lecturing me about how heartless I was and his other Alpha wolves would have protected their mates. I knew what phelan was trying to do and I won't allow it.

"We are going home, Elias."

I tried to block Phelan out as I place one foot into the car.

"She might die!"

Phelan added stubbornly. He got me. A huge bitterness filled my heart as that piece of information rang in my head. I slipped and he took over.

Phelan pushed me to the deepest corner of my mind as he lashed out enormously at Elias who had collapsed under his legs. I was angry that Phelan tricked me just to take over. We have never fought before and he had never taken over with such force.

"I d-didnt mean to, Alpha wolf a-and I had no idea who she was..."

Phelan was scarier than I was whenever he was angry and only a few had encountered him like this. Elias trembles and thanks the goddess that he didn't have a wolf because if he does, he would have shifted in front of the humans that Phelan had successfully gathered.

"You will drive me to that hospital."

Phelan commanded, got into the car and the drive to our misfortune began. He didn't allow me to share my opinion with him and I couldn't do anything other than think about the cursed prophecy that Phelan had gladly brought to life.

He might not know it but I knew.... We were doomed.