Chapter 25

And then all I could see was blood. I could hear people screaming andkids crying, while I stood there motionless with Alexander in my arms.Men were blubbering and choking as the ground became slimy withintestines. The ground was anointed with bowels. The petrifying stenchof a thousand battles seemed to come from it.

"Sydney!" I heard Mrs. Grace and then the next second she was runningtowards me, not caring about her life.

"Come with me!" she breathed, totally breathless.

"No" I replied, my eyes trained on the fountains of blood emerging.

I could see people dying, people who had so much life in them, younggirls who were yesterday dreaming about replaceing their mates and todayI could see their lifeless bodies in front of me. Our soldiers droppeddead one after another like trees being uprooted in a massive tornado.But this was enough, I couldn't let this happen, I couldn't let my matefight alone and my pack fight alone because I was the sole reason forthis war.

I gave Alexander to Mrs. Grace and ran, but she grabbed my hand andpulled me back to her.

She pointed towards a sword hanging on the wall and suddenly Iremembered that this sword was the sword that had saved the packduring the last war. I remembered Marinda telling me that it was madeof special silver, and once it touches the body of an Alpha it will destroythe whole pack.

My eyes were now focused on the sword, when I heard a familiarscream: Alyan.

And the next moment all I could see was Marinda's body lying on theground, and Arnold on his knees, his hands tightly clutched to his chest,howling in agony.

No, this could not happen.

Marinda couldn't leave me!

I let out a blood curling scream, but my scream sounded soundless infront of the screams of the people who had lost their mates.

Alyan was howling loudly when suddenly I heard another scream. Andthe scream was too familiar. It was the scream of the person whosacrificed everything for me, it was the scream of the person whotaught me to walk, it was the scream of the person whom I loved themost.

My mom had played the father and mother role in my life and now Iwas left as an orphan.

I saw the bastard strike my mom straight in the heart with his sword,and the next moment I saw Raymond striking his sword in that personsballs.

My mom was gone and so was my best friend. I would never see themagain.

And the only reason was my dad, whose pack I was going to fuckingdestroy.

So without thinking of anything, I ran towards the sword and gripped itperfectly like I was made to fight.

And then I ran to replace my dad. My filthy dad

I ran and ran, punching and kicking people on the way with a suddenwave of anger rushing into my veins. And soon I found him with hisback towards me, calmly watching the blood his pack created.

There was this new energy in me, combined with my anger and I knew Iwould only get inner peace when I killed him.

The smell of blood was fresh, so with my remaining strength I chargedfor him, only to be pulled back by strong hands.

"Not yet" whispered Ryker's raspy voice in my ear.

"Leave me" I spat at him.

"No, no, no not so easily my love" he whispered.

"I'm going to fuck you in front of everyone to show that what youdeserve for not obeying me" he whispered with his hands sliding intomy dress.

But before he could do anything, he was thrown to the ground by thevery own Dorian.

"Go Sydney, I have got him!" he yelled.

And then I moved towards my father who had now rested his back onthe pillar clearly not aware of my presence.

I lunged at him, pinning one of my hand on the wall and one grippedtightly on the sword.

"Hello father" I whispered, with a smirk playing on my face.

" Sy..dney" he stuttered clearly shocked at my sudden presence andthen his eyes suddenly moved towards my sword.

"What are you doing?" He asked fear evident in his eyes.

"What do you think I'm doing?" I seethed moving the sword smoothlyon his neck.

"Don't tell me you are going to murder your own father.” He whispered.And at that, I laughed.

I fucking laughed.

"Do you even know the meaning of a father? A father doesn't kill thewomen who gave birth to his child, a father doesn't fucking force hisdaughter to fuck with his son and a father certainly doesn.t play anyrole in erasing all the happiness from his daughters life!" I spat at him."1 never had a father, instead I had an enemy who craved for power, Ihad an enemy who just fucked my mother and left her pregnant withme, I had an enemy who wanted me to bear his sons pups onlybecause I had alpha blood, but do you know what? Today I am going tokill that enemy!" I smirked

"For breaking the heart of so many mates! " I screamed, and strokedthe sword in his heart.

He screamed in agony and I smiled in victory.

"And last but not the least, for fucking my mother." I whispered andstroked the sword in his balls.

I spat at him as his limp body fell on the ground and then I looked backto see half of the enemy pack lying lifeless on the ground, includingRyker.

The smell of dried blood, sweat and dust stank in my nostrils.

We had won the war and lost the loved ones.

After that I fell onto the floor and let out a huge scream.

@trynnafly.

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