Alphas broken mate

Beast is born

What happened after I killed that alpha was a bit blurry as I was still high on the adrenaline.

One moment I was on top of that alpha, holding part of his throat in my hand as I watched the blood dry on them as adrenaline was buzzing through my veins. The next I was forced to kneel in front of the alpha of this pack. It took me a moment to catch on with what happened and it almost made me lough outload.

I of course had to be punished for killing a man. Which was was hilarious, keeping in mind how man deaths I seen so far. Death generally was nothing new in this pack, especially at parties. At least one person meets their end in places like in there and that was more or less expected. The only thing that was different in those situations to the one I was in, that it happens between alpha and alpha. That sort of killing is acceptable, normal and expected even... but not one where an omega is involved in a any other role then the victim or a quiet by stander. Then it becomes a crime and it requires a punishment.

It was so unjust and stupid that it was even hilarious.

But at that point I did not really care about my punishment, hell if it would have happened a few before that I would have welcomed it... I would have welcomed it then and now. But there was something else that was was occupying my mind at that moment as I was forced to the floor. All I could think about was trying to figure out how can I fell it again. How can I find a way to experience this clarity sprinkled with feeling alive and I was ready to pay any price for it.

To my surprise my punishment brought me just what I wanted, a chance to repeat it.

The Alpha was surprised that I managed to kill another alpha with my bear hands so with a smirk he just said. In general it was rear for any omega to fight or fight back... for one to kill an alpha with her bear hands it was unheard of and I when I looked up at the alpha I did not see anger or disappointment as you would expect, when someone looses a pack member. No there was only fascination and intrigue.

"If she is this violent and ready to fight, then throw her into the ring... if she survives she can become one of the fighters until she gets killed there. She will die there no matter what."

As much as I hated this pack Alpha and his stupid smug face I was thankful for that decision, he created me the opportunity I needed. I could fight ang kill again, this was my chance.

Something along the lines of sentiment tinkled my heart as I stared at the alpha as he talked, not hearing a word he said.

Hell, why was I thinking about this all of a studded?

I hadn't thought about any of this in years if not ever. In general I did everything I could to stop thinking and reminiscing, but I guess I can blame it on him... hearing his voice alone was enough to bring back memories. Floods of them of my time before this... memories that I did my best to lock away as deep in my mind as I could in hopes that they never resurface.

It took me a few moments to come back to the current moment as the alpha kept talking about todays matches and I only could concentrate on the very ending.

"... is meaningless one, like a warm up, but the second one will be more difficult. He is more skilled and I don't know... there is just something about him that makes me uneasy."

The smug facial expression disappeared at the end there and I could see a rear sight of the alpha truly thinking about something. It was strange, usually he didn't show any care, just because in the last gods knows how many fights there was not one that stood a chance against me. Sure there were a few that put up a fight, especially at the vey beginning when I was getting the hang of things, but in these last couple of years, there was no one that showed an chance what so ever.

I did not get the chance to give it any more consideration as Butch walked in to pick me up for what I guessed would be the first fight of the two at least. It was usual for me to have between one or two fights in an evening. I'm always the last fighter to enter the ring, a culmination of sorts to the attraction they created of these fights.

Butch walked up to the alpha and made a short bow in his direction as he moved to open the gates to my cage. The pack alphas demeanour instantly changed. His back straightened as his instincts told him to keep weary of me, I guess he had at least good instincts going for him, he knew when a more powerful wolf was next to me and he was no longer the apex creature in the room,

I cannot lie, it was kind of funny seeing him fear me, because he truly did fear me to a degree.

Realistically speaking he knew I would leave this place and not really break a sweat, but he also knew that if I would have wanted to I would have already left this place. So he knew he was safe to an extent, but that did not stop his wolf to flinch as I got a bit too close, especially without a metal wall or some other barrier between us.

"Come one, the crowd waits for you."

Butch said as he stepped to the side letting me step out of the cage. Without another word he led me through the familiar corridors as the pack alpha walked in front of us. Even after all this time, he was still the one to host these things. He would introduce each fight and hype up the crowd, creating a show of most of the death sentences executed in that arena,

With each step I felt the overly familiar sense of peace settle in as all of my other sense come to life. It was as if my wolf would get up from slumber, ready to do her things and kill. It was the only thing either of us good for.

Closer we got to the gate, the louder it got in here. Cheers and screams from the crowd was slipping thought the walls as I the pack alpha slipped though the door and started his part, leaving me alone with Butch which was staring at me with an unusual fascination.

"You okay, Beast?"

I looked up at him confused, not giving him a verbal answer, not that he was expecting or needing one.

"It's just you look a bit off..."

Shit... could it be that seeing him had messed with me on more levels then I realized. But no, that is complete nonsense. The only thing that different about me, is that I am a bit more blood thirsty then before, needing this kill and clarity more then I did in years.

So I just rolled my eyes and Butch just chuckled while shaking his head.

"I guess I'm just seeing things, but be careful there. Sure this first one will be easy, but the other one... he is stronger... No one knows who he is or where he came from, but there is something about him..."

Butch did not get to finish his thought as the doors opened and it was time.