The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 39

He ducked from the flail, and punched my kidney hard. Good thing you only need one of those, because I had a feeling that one was down for the count.

I dropped the flail, deciding that it was weighing me down and I should just do hand to hand combat.

I punched him across the jaw, hearing it snap. I then kicked him in the femur and went to punch his ribs, but he caught my hand. He broke all of the bones in my hand until it was just a flesh bag of bones and blood.

I kicked up at his jaw again, making him release my hand. I leaped backwards and summoned a sword in the hand that still had some structure to it, and not the structure of a bag of jello.

"I'm bored of this." He said apathetically, jerking his jaw back in place and rolling his eyes.

Entranced, I watched as his hand flicked haphazardly through the air, and a white photon ball was conjured in his hands. He blasted the photon ball at me, and not expecting it, I took the full force of the power with my stomach.

I groaned, clutching my organs and falling to my knees in pain. It didn't hurt as much as being hit with Cain's fire, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. Although, something told me this unconcerned Alpha had held back, although I wasn't sure why.

The Alpha walked towards me and did the hand-flicking motion again, but this time, instead of a bright white photon ball, it appeared more as a mist. I was entranced by his powers. The mist surrounded me, and when I tried moving, I was shocked to find I couldn't.

The Alpha stepped through the mist and it dissipated into the rest of the air until there was nothing left, even though I still was immobile.

He picked me up, cradling me much like Alpha Cain used to. For some reason, it send a pang of pain in my chest to think about it, even though I didn't understand why.

This Alpha didn't grip me as hard as Cain did, and I wasn't sure if it was because he knew I was paralyzed or because he overall wasn't as harsh as Alpha Cain. This Alpha seemed much more cool tempered and overall relaxed. Although, I suppose I didn't give Cain many reasons to relax. Then again, I had tried killing this Alpha like 5 times in the past minute.

Which led me back to the question: Why hadn't he killed me? I was a rogue, likely had trespassed on his land, and tried killing him. I will say in my defense though, I didn't know he was an Alpha when I tried killing him.

He continued carrying me up the stairs, into what I assumed was his office. He dropped me into the chair across from a huge leather one, which he then sat down in.

"You don't talk a lot." He remarked. I rolled my eyes. "You're also quite disrespectful for someone who can kill you where you sit." Again, I rolled my eyes. Surprisingly, he laughed, and mumbled, "Poor him." I raised my eyebrows in inquisition, but he waved his hand dismissively.

"Talk or I will cut out your tongue." He commanded, and I burst out laughing. I hadn't laughed that hard in perhaps my whole life. My stomach hurt and tears were streaming down my face.

The Alpha looked at me incredulously. "Are you slow?" He asked.

I laughed again and shook my head, but opened my mouth and showed him that my tongue was in fact, already missing.

"Ah, I can see someone already beat me to it," he teased. "Can't say I'm shocked, it doesn't seem like you respond well to authority."