Novel & Cerita I Grabbed The Tyrant's Heart

And as we set forth on our quest, our hearts beat as one, united in a bond that could withstand any storm. The sudden instilled silence in the torture chambers seemed to hang in the air like a heavy veil. My heart raced as I stood frozen before the Lycan King, my eyes widening in surprise, waiting for his next set of words as he gazed into my eyes.. "What were you doing there with Jay, Gracie?" his voice boomed through the silence in the chamber, cutting through the tension like a knife. His eyes bore into mine, searching for answers, and I could feel my throat constrict with unease.

None. Mercy is not a word for me, it’s definitely not a word for a man who thinks what is mine is his. They call me cruel, they call me tyrant, let them. The pack survives because I decide, that is my rule. That is order. I took a throne young, I held it with blood, I sharpened fear into armor. Mercy would rust that armor, make me weak. I will not be weak. I push open the door, Hanging by the bar like some broken thing, wrists chained above his head, his body slumped but still breathing. His face bruised so bad the skin swells.

“Because my brain couldn’t make up anything original. Elias. Tyrant Elias. Captive Elias. Of course the real one has the same name. Life’s hilarious like that.” He tilts his head. “Tyrant? Captive bride? What are you talking about?” I take a deep breath and it feels like my ribs complain about it. “I had this long dream. Or coma dream or whatever. You… well the dream you kidnapped me or something. Made me marry him. I got pregnant. There was school and a guy named Yuto and this girl Lauren taking pictures and Ryan whose girlfriend got killed. It was all so real. I pushed out a baby and he died and then you tried to strangle me and then a mental hospital and jumping off a bridge kissing while

I tried to explain, but my words drowned in the storm of his fury. He smashed his fist on the table without warning, sending a glass tumbling over. There was a shattering sound as the glass hit the floor, echoing around the room. I flinched, the brightness of the sound piercing through me. "You think I want this?" he shouted venomously. "You think I am ready to be a father? I don't want this baby, Eugene!" His words were like daggers; every single word pierced through me, making my heart ache.

“You’re a tyrant. And tyrants always fall!” He grabbed me by the throat, slamming me into the ground. Stars exploded behind my eyes as I clawed at his wrist, his weight crushing down on me. “You’re just a girl playing warrior,” he hissed. “You’ll die screaming like your mother did.” Rage surged through me, stronger than the pain. With a snarl, I twisted, sinking my claws into his side and ripping with every ounce of strength I had left. He howled, jerking back, and I rolled free, gasping for breath.

Are you sure about this. “Affirmative. You can’t let her out of your sight. Your wife has a chance of life because of her.” I froze. The world tilted. My pulse hammered in my ears. My mind raced. Her heart? My God… they want her heart. Not just her, not just her kindness, not her homework or her stupid pies. Her fucking heart. I gritted my teeth, fists clenching so hard my knuckles whitened. I felt something snap inside me.

His face twisted with rage as he shouted, “Where’s my fucking son?” I toss Isaac and Sasha's heads at him smirking when they land at his feet; he jumps back, shocked when I snarl, “Get the fuck off my territory.” A warning cloud settled over Lucian’s face; his chest expanded as he pulled his shoulders back, trying to make himself look larger and more fierce as he stalked closer to me. His growl is cut off as I reach inside his chest, my claws tightening around his heart as I squeeze, twisting my wrist simultaneously and pulling his heart out. Blood runs down my arm as his body hits the ground, and I hold his heart in the air and say,

I’m sure we will try to question him to see why he ended up here. Alpha Tyrice shifts and walks up to the man, asking him questions. The man doesn’t respond, but he also doesn’t look as scared as she should be. He almost looks smug, as if he knows something we don’t. I notice the man look up and I follow his gaze. I see the gleam too late. A figure drops from the trees and ends up behind the Alpha. Something in his hand is capturing the light. It all clicks in my mind too late. The rogue pushes into the back of Alpha Tyrice. He falls forward, yelling in pain. One of the warriors secures the rogue we had captured, and another pulls the heart out of the one we missed.

I entered a trance. "The Lycan Heart belongs to me. It is mine!" I heard Ramirez's father and mother shout at the soldier, and a battle ensued, leading to a matayar. "The evil is here!" I gasped, my eyeballs still blue.

My whole body shook as the material went straight through me. I looked down, and I saw a sword directly through my chest. “I got you Nyx, your sister will be mine,” Trent whispered in my ears. As if that wasn't all, before I could speak, Lyraxys forced her hand into my chest from nowhere, and held my heart. “Bye bitch.” She smirked, pulling it out. This is how it ends.