บททั้งหมดของ Hellbound Alpha: The Series: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Pegasus walks around her room, the globe in the middle of the hall showing the group advancing towards her. Olga was doing a pretty good job, she thought. Although, her fright for punishment made her quiver with every step she took towards the tower. Pegasus couldn't contain her excitement.Sometimes, people aren't as bad as they think. Upon first meeting with Olga, Pegasus made sure she looked into the future of this woman. And there she was, with Ema. Pegasus knew Olga would play a huge role in Ema's prophecy, her purpose of birth."Come, come to me. I am waiting." She says to the globe, a giant smile plastered on her face. "This is like suicide. I don't want anyone to know we're here. And- and the guards outside her door are SCARY!" Olga was panicking real hard. Ema and Lucien were having the time of their life with their mischief. To Raya, they looked like lost twins who had the same childish personality.Kohl, on the other hand was serious and vigilant. He wasn't the one to caus

"A village full of people cannot help me with MY purpose. I need, at least, a nation full of people working with me. That is my resolve." Says Lucien. Pegasus stares into his eye, half side of his face scarred by the incident. "Your resolve will have to wait for decades, young man. Do you realise what your 'death' gave an opening to the world? Whether the King of Werewolves is dead or not, the world ought to burn in it's own ashes." Pegasus says."No. It was because the Vampire King wasn't given my head by...by..." "You cannot even utter her name." The old witch smirks."Your mate had a purpose, you have a purpose. Everyone has a purpose in their life. You cannot change it. It is like...destiny." She says dreamily, lighting up a blunt."Her purpose will be defeated by me. But for that, I need your compliance, Supreme Witch. I need your assistance for me to gain a nation, if not more people for this mission of mine. I am far too weak to stand against her alone." Says Lucien, his gaze

By the time Kohl and Henry got there, it was already too late. The gas had burned down the entire house to charcoal. The father was said to be poisoned while the mother was forced to spill all the secret locations of the hidden money and gold around the house. The woman didn't leave a single penny back, looting everything to null."That's one horrible woman..." Kohl says to himself. He had disguised the little man well, in clothes which represented the 'higher society'. Kohl sees the boy's eyes filling with tears again. Even if Kohl saw the woman who was responsible for his parent's death, accidentally burning the old couple's house in the neighborhood as well, he did not utter anything to Henry."You are my pupil now, right? I will teach you everything that I've learnt from the past years." Says Kohl, dedicating his time and energy to the young kid.And they began traveling, Henry trying hard to cope up with Kohl's nomadic life.It was the third day already.The boy couldn't stop thr

"Sir Varca, we are ready. We've found her." The subordinate said to the King, his voice low as he tried not to disrupt his master's gentle sleep. Varca slowly opens his eyes. His dark scarlet orbs under the shadows glowed like the secret color of hell."Sir Varca, shall we keep an eye on her?" "She will get pregnant." The subordinate grew confused over the response."She will bear a child. Only then...I will be able to attack her." The vampire King murmured to himself. The subordinate pretended that he'd heard him, and began to walk away from the chambers.Back to Henry, he and Kohl entered the village while covered in hay, smelling like hay. They jump out of the cart, chuckling as they move the other direction. Walking in a pair, looking regal and strong, the duo had garnered a lot of female attention around the streets."Father, take me to a bar house. I am finally 20." Says the young man as his 440 year old father replies with, "Sure, son. It's on my bill." Of course it was."ARG

He draws the sword through the icy fire terrain. He had murdered hundreds, drunk all their blood and left them withering to the dirt. He walked as he uttered, "I am Revenge: sent from the infernal kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. ... And wash their hands in...Kathleen's blood."A huge grin was plastered on his face. He knew nothing more than to experience the nirvana of getting rid of that ONE person who would interfere with his dreams. He wanted all Werewolves gone, biting the dust as Varca extended his arms and granted them death. Slowly, the sheer force of someone's punch knocks him out of his daydreaming. "That...hurt" he turns his head back straight, looking at the tough fighter who stood in between his path towards his goal. He lifts an eyebrow, wondering why the punch hurt that well on his invincible body. Then, he looks at his r