Chapter seventy seven

Drew

I could feel it, that buzzing energy within me was threatening to break to the surface. That urge to trap, dismantle and kill was running through my stems. I usually prided myself as a good sniper, one who shoots without missing its aim and this has helped me in more ways i could count.

I was the king of my lair, lord over all the other people and they knew better than to come near my turf. When i was in a killing mode, they knew better than to come near me because i was really dangerous especially when it comes to that.

Sometimes, i usually let my prey go but not until after sucking their precious life blood. In most cases, they wouldn't survive because i had taken an important element from them- the will to live. They usually became a shallow, skeletal image of themselves and some times, they ended it all by drowning in the pool of despair.

They didn't call me the Rejected Alpha for nothing. I trapped your soul, your very essence and turned you into a shell of yourself. Now, i