~The Weak Human~

ODETTE

‘They've got to be fucking kidding me,’ I thought, snickering under my breath as I struggled to believe what I was hearing. Who was going to do what to me? No. Absolutely not! I'd rather fucking die!

Liev rose from his throne, causing the atmosphere in the hall to shift. His Gamma, noticing this, stepped back as he sensed the rousing trouble, proceeding to scowl at me like he was blaming me for this.

How was this any of my fault? One was keeping me prisoner for no apparent reason, and the other wanted to turn me into his mindless dick slave! If he wanted to blame someone, he should blame them!

Even in this apparent chaos, the thought of escaping crossed my mind. However, I hesitated, afraid that even the slight movement would give the Gamma a fitting excuse to beat me the fuck up.

My fantasy of escaping ended when Liev approached us, Axel grabbing me by the hair, which fucking hurt, as he pulled me closer to him.

Liev ignored my presence to face Axel, the asshole who had one hand around my twisted hair, forcing me to my knees. The other was in the pocket of his ripped jeans, as if showing off that I was really just a weak, useless human who couldn't do anything to save herself.

His shirt was buttoned down to the very last one as Axel displayed his lusciously muscular chest, which fucking bothered me for some reason.

The Alphas dressed so casually and freely in their packhouses. They had no fear, and that made sense since they were the epitomes of fear themselves.

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't deny being attracted to them. They were irresistibly hot and drool-worthy, but looks wouldn't fool me again. Not after what Aslan had done.

His good looks and fake love misled me. I refuse to ever be deceived again.

Liev kept a good distance from us, making me wonder if he feared that Axel might harm me should he come any closer. I wished I hadn't just thought of that. I wasn’t afraid of the asshole holding me captive, demanding I be his sex slave until now.

Would Liev mind me losing a limb if I still remained fucking useful to him? Probably not.

“Have you lost your fucking mind?” Liev demanded through gritted teeth, the restraint audible in his voice.

Axel looked down at me, calm and steadfast despite Liev’s confrontation, as he grinned. “I lost my fucking mind a long time ago.”

Liev drew in a long breath, looking like he was trying to control his temper. “Get the fuck out of my packhouse. I’m not in the mood for your fucking jokes.”

Axel pulled my head up, Liev finally shifting his eyes to me as I stared Axel dead in the eye. “Does it look like I’m fucking joking to you right now? You should know that I take my dick fucking seriously.”

I seriously couldn't handle these two. They made my blood boil so bad. If I had my werewolf powers back, I would've freed myself loose with all the training I got back home—when it was still home.

I was the Alpha to-be, not a weak princess. I was a warrior; it was the body I was trapped in. It was so weak that even my decade-long training felt pointless.

“You can’t fucking take her. I forbid it.”

“And why is that?” Axel asked, urging me onto my feet as he pinned me to his chest, holding me so close and possessively. I swear I saw Liev's eyes burn in rage for a second, but it passed so quickly that I began to doubt.

I didn't stand still like the fucking doll he wanted, so he put his free hand around my waist to hold me down, unable to move anymore. Stretching out his tongue, he licked my neck as Liev's claws shot out, heat rising at the back of my neck once again. “She’s just a weak human, Liev. I'll be doing you a favor by getting rid of her.”

“What I do and why I do it is none of your fucking business.”

Axel scoffed. “So what, you’re doing charity work now?” he questioned, almost bursting out into laughter. “When did Liev Rhodes become such a fucking good Alpha?”

I tried to calm my fucking hormones down, reminding myself that I was in a life-or-death situation, but even that only made me more aroused. This was not the fucking time to be discovering new kinks! Axel is a fucking asshole; being so close to him should not affect me.

‘You have morals, Odette.’

"Sure, you want to keep this up?” I felt a threat coming, and so did Axel. “You know I could worsen that leg injury of yours."

Axel was a master at getting on nerves, but Liev seemed to have hit a hammer on his head because Axel wasn’t taking it well.

Baring his teeth, he growled at Liev, which both alarmed and stirred me in ways I didn't fucking like.

"Liev…"

"I heard you've got a month left to fully heal. Want me to make that a year?" Liev cut him in, making Axel grasp me even tighter.

I wasn't sure if Liev was helping or making the situation worse anymore.

"Don't you even fucking dare, Liev?!"

That was it. I was done with them and done with this. There were only two ways this could go—dead or at least scarred for life. Those things had already happened to me, and I didn’t want them to happen again.

Taking advantage of Axel's distraction, I took him off guard by suddenly biting into his arm, refusing to let go until I had tasted the coppery tang of blood.

Call me a vampire, but his blood tasted delicious.

"FUCK!" he screamed as he pushed me off him, Liev watching without an emotion on his face, like he had been waiting for me to do something.

Wait, was he really waiting?

Without a second thought, I raced to the door, pushing the limits of my boundaries as I ran with all my fucking might, a burst of adrenaline surging through my bloodstream.

It might be stupid to say this, but I felt so fucking unstoppable at that moment.

It had taken Axel's bleeding hand five fucking seconds to fully heal. Apart from the lingering bloodstains, it was like I had never touched him.

I had never seen anyone heal so fast. It would take half a minute for even the fastest healers to mend their wounds.

If Axel were any faster, he would be fucking destructible.

The Alpha had raised his arms when the Gamma attempted to come after me, stopping him from making a move, and that bothered the fuck out of me.

Reaching the door in seconds, I tasted victory again as I attempted to unlatch it, only for it to swing itself open and reveal something—no, someone—that I'd been dreading to face since I had met the cold and crazy Alpha.

It was the cruel Alpha. I froze on the spot, my feet suddenly trembling as I met his eyes, and his eyes met mine.

His presence was enough to make me want to run back to Liev and Axel, in hope that I'd get an easier death.

I've heard of the terrible things he's done to wolves for the little mistakes they made. I was as good as dead, standing in front of him like this.

But hell, was he one of the finest gods I had ever laid my eyes on. Anyone would drool from where I stood, and this god was Devyn.

Devyn Tyrion.