Hellbound Alpha: The Series

The girl, a huntress by profession stares at the dead bodies in awe whilst the crossbow remains untouched by the side of her waist. Her little waist was adhered with a leather belt, a support system for handling all her problems namely the knife, a crossbow and a gun. A few pills in her pocket, too. Killing the vampires was easier than I looked, that's where the girl grew confused about the character she just bumped into. Even if the bumping part was planned, she wasn't explained about what kind of creature she was dealing with.The male licks his lips, smacks his hips with his open fists and looks at the woman staring at him like she witnessed a literal ghost."Are you going to speak or should I assume you're one of them?" He sternly asks the woman, but she steps back from him, appalled by the smell of alcohol from his speech."Um... I do not know if this concerns you but I'm a huntress." He begins chuckling at her."Darling, you gotta be specific about being which huntress—""Vamp

As I could see the crossbow over my shoulder glide past my head, the split image of the dangerous weapon unleashed upon me like I was destined to take my last breath with that, Lucien was straight ahead of me as he holds the metal and wood arrow in his hand whilst glaring at an unknown entity behind me.The girl in my hold screams and transforms into her wolf which was a hard sight to witness. She looked her age but in a wolf's body, obviously since she was only 11. Lucien however, runs past me at a speed I couldn't fathom and the vampire behind me which I sensed escapes the hold of Lucien, the werewolf King himself.My heart was racing, but the chase was being carried out in the woods as the vampire was trying to lure him into the woods. Oh, I wish Lucien wouldn't go there. The dark woods are literally the hub of vampires and maybe he will find the worst categories there.Also... I don't want him to get hurt...My plan has taken a gradual and discreet shift when I met this little gir

As I look into his shining eyes under the moonlight, I come to notice one thing. There's so much depth inside his eyes like a well full of water. Somewhere down below is a little trapped frog that needs to escape the confines of the deep well and live in the outside world. I felt bad for him."Yeah, I'm fine." He utters, using a softer voice. Something inside me wishes for him to use such a soft voice even while speaking to me. His voice held the smoothness and care that I did not understand before. A deep sigh leaves my lips, catching his attention yet again."Would you rather ruin relationships with your siblings or confront them and settle things maturely?" He asks me out of the blue. Leaving me puzzled at the query, I begin to wander my eyes around the room as he guesses right about me. "You don't have a sibling." Stressing upon the word, he tries to provoke me."I don't. But I have quite a lot of friends." "And none of them are going to help you escape from me." He says. Why wa

Baffling me yet again with his question that seemed so twisted, I shake my head even though I was lying to myself. I flinch deliberately when his hand lifts up to my face and my eyes close to enhance the picture in front of him."Why are you so afraid of me?" He asks, his hand surprisingly still against my face so when I look at it, it was at a position where he wanted to tuck the lose strand of hair behind my ear. Shoot. I really ruined his morning."I- I'm not afraid of you—" "Stop lying." Suddenly, he pulls me into a hug that tells me, "I'm not a monster. Please believe me." I couldn't let myself understand him, going into his shoes and trying to understand from his perspective. Everyone in this world who knows about the man considers him as a killing machine, or an entity who captured the Throne and rose above to become a menace as a King, abuse the throne and enjoy it's power.But deep down, all I have ever seen in these few hours with him is the child that has been trapped lik

Lucien did say he was going to be late, but I had the urge to talk to him and listen to his surprisingly soothing voice before my head hits the pillow. I've seen the proportions of his room, they are masculine with a glass bathroom and the balcony that shows him the little lake of the woods. He must have selected this room out of all because it was spacious and nice, cozy to say the least.Mine was rather gaudy with creme, now that I see the color. His room walls are slightly grey and the ceiling has a good old chandelier hanging off down, the golden beams radiating gave the room a really good look. Enough about rooms though, I was checking the time to be around 1 but there was sign of Lucien or Gorius coming back from the city.I'm sure their transportation means were cars as well as planes to reach Washington from here. Anyway, I hope he will come home soon.As if on queue, the footsteps are heard in the quiet hallways and I almost hear him sighing from the distance. I had a special