The Alpha and The Vampire Queen

The Attacks

I woke up, I look around and find myself face to face with Alex's face, his eyes examining my face. I groan and attempt to get up, only to be pulled down by Alex's arm on my stomach.

I whine, "Alex, let me goooo." he nuzzles his face into the newly formed mark on my neck.

"No. You're gonna fall if you try to walk." he mutters into my shoulder.

"What are you talking about? Wha-" my face burns when I remember what happened, oh goddess.

I realize how sore my lower body was. I could feel stickiness on my legs.

"Yea. You woke up again and uh, to put it simply, you wanted it very rough." I blush and get up despite Alex's protests. I look down at my naked legs, I touch the white c*m that was still leaking out of my p***y.

"I need a shower." I say. I get off the bed and almost fall. "Mm." I hold back a moan as I felt Alex's white semen come out of my nether regions, slowly. I look back and when I meet his eyes, they darken noticeably. His pupils dilated when he sees white come down my leg and drip on the floor. 

He gets up and stalks towards me. I could see that his wolf had come up. I whimper and try to back away but I wobble and fall. Alex catches me before I could reach the ground. I arch my back, forgetting that I was nude. I felt his hard on my thigh. I gasp and start panting. Unaware of the fact that my hard n*****s were rubbing on his chest. 

"L-let me go." I push furtively against his chest but he doesn't budge. "I-I need to shower, ple- Oh god." I moan as he starts to lick my mate mark, laying me on the floor. Pleasurable shock waves race through my body. His hard started to rub my c**t, making my body tremble with over-stimulation. I pant,

"Oh god, I'm gon- ah." just as I was about to orgasm, someone burst into the room. Alex's head snaps up and he growls possessively, covering my body with his.

"OH GOD." the person, a man, closes the door abruptly when he sees us, "Sorry, Alpha, L-Luna." it seemed he had difficulty saying that. Alex sighs and growls again,

"What." he was mad, I get up but he pushes me down, I moan quietly as he starts to rub himself against my c**t again.

"Er-. Alpha, are you sure this is the proper time to uh, interrupt?" the boy was nervous.

Alex grunts and I start to shake as I orgasm, his own sperm shooting onto my stomach, some onto my breasts. I shudder at the sudden warmth. He smirks down at me and kisses my forehead.

"What is it boy. Hurry up." he says and the boy opens the door. Alex's own body was still covering mine. I gently touch the sperm on my breasts with my index and middle finger. I put them in my mouth and moan quietly. Alex curses softly and gives me a playful glare, I smile innocently.

"Alpha." the boy's name was suddenly serious. "The Marks of Vengeance. They're back." Alex freezes.

"Alright. Thank you." his voice had an undertone of fear. He looks at me. "Serenity, lets go, you need to take a shower." he picks me up bridal style and takes me to the shower.

His hands were quick but soft as he lathers soap on my body and hair. He rinses it off and dries me quickly.

He tosses me an over sized white T-shirt and a pair of his boxers. I put them  on quickly. The T-shirt reached mid-thigh., the boxers were more like boy shorts on me. He puts on his black t-shirt and sweatpants on.

He takes my hand and we rush downstairs, Alissa had helped me unpack around the house so all my shoes were organized and so were my clothes. He tosses me a pair of flip flops and wears sandals himself.

We go outside, but them I realize that I wasn't wearing a bra or panties. I hold my arms close to my chest, covering my hardening n*****s, he notices and he bends down so that I could jump on his back.

He runs with werewolf speed to the pack center. There was a commotion going on outside. 

As Alex moves towards them, the crowd disperses, some were glaring at me as I stay on Alex's back.

"No no no no no. Not again." he bites his lips nervously, I get of his back. I walk closer. At the center there was a pile of bodies and I gag slightly, feeling a bile rise in my throat.

"Alex, I need a pair of latex gloves." 

"What?"

I look at him, "Unless you want me to touch these bodies with my bare hands, I need a pair of latex gloves." My voice was loud and clear, the pack murmured,

"You heard your Luna," immediately who seemed to be the pack doctor comes up, she gives me a pair of blue latex gloves and I put them on.

I near on of the bodies. A male with oily black hair that was now dull, his skin was pale, his lips also. I pry open his eyelids gently, his pupils were dilated, his brown eyes dull.

I open his mouth and check his throat. I gag at the sour stench. I close his mouth. 

I touch the deep cut through the heart. I put a finger in and I feel the heart organ, I could smell his blood, A negative. His heart had a huge tear in it. I pull my finger out. I pick up the body off the top of the pile and put it on the ground. Ignoring the murmurs. The cut was made with a very smooth blade. In and out, clean cut.

I look at the man's back, getting on my knees. I gasp as I run my finger gently around the mark.

It was a cross, like the one that Jesus Christ was crucified with. Through it was what looked like an hourglass. The sign of the Greek Goddess Nemesis.

"The mark of Vengeance. Not only that. It incorporates the old saying, Dead men tell no tales. They were spies. Why else would that saying be incorporated into this?" I look at Alex. His eyes were full of surprise. "I took classes in autopsy." I look him in the eye.

"My guess is that someone is getting revenge in you, for what reason? I don't know." I touch the man's forehead and gasp.

Man in the Shadows. Knife. Pain in the heart. "The mistress wants you dead. Dead men tell no tales.", bright blue eyes.

I return to the present and look at him. "A man in the shadows stabbed him in the heart. A woman told him to. His own boss wanted him killed. The man. He had electric blue eyes."

Alex freezes again visibly. I continue in a trance-like state,

" 'Spy on his pack. Report back to me.' " I c**k my head and close my eyes. Images keep flowing into my mind. I notice subconsciously that the whispers had stopped and there was horror.

"Father killed. Mother drunk and crazy. Escape. Create. Destroy. Tear apart. Milan Barter found dead. Dead, dead, dead. Mistress's face? Not seen. Voice happy. 'Good job. Stay at his pack, keep low.' House of Vengeance." I force my hand to pull away, I could feel something in me snap. 

I turn my head around. Slowly. As if I was possessed. Later, Alex had told me my eyes glowed red, to convey a message,  "Dear, dear Alex. Milan was not as innocent as you thought she was." With that I collapse onto the ground. My eyes flutter shut and I fall.

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I groan, opening my eyes only to see white lights. I try and say something but I couldn't. Just then, I feel something, blood, drip down my throat. I look to my right and see a blood bag hanging, to my left was Alex and the doctor. I moan in pain as I feel my head throb.

"Here," the female doctor from before removes the tube from my mouth and helped me up. "You had many things to say before. That almost affected your mental health." she looked as if she wanted to say something else.

"And? I sense an and there." I say hoarsely

"Luna. You are pregnant. You almost miscarried due to the things that you have seen. Thank the moon goddess that vampire babies have more protection, preventing most miscarriages. Had you not have taken your hand off when you did, you most likely would have." 

"I sense another and." I say, not surprised with the results of me being pregnant. Alex stayed quiet.

"Something is wrong with the growth of your child. With vampire genes speeding it up and werewolf ones slowing it. You should look at least 4-6 months and the baby would be born a few days or weeks after." she hesitates, looking at her papers. "But, something is slowing down the process. My tests say that you are only 3 weeks in, you have been pregnant for about...?"

"I'd say 13 days?"

"Exactly. The baby should be half-way through it's birth process. Yet, it isn't. Not even close. At this rate the baby will be born in about, I'd say, in 169 days, or 5 and a half months. I don't know what's wrong. I can't preform tests, the layering around the baby is too thick. I would have to take X-rays. But that's risky. I would wait. See what happens. There is a chance that the process will quicken or slow down." she looks at me seriously, then to Alex, "I'll leave you two now, you will be discharged tomorrow." with that she leaves the room.

I look at Alex, he speaks first, "Do you remember what you said?" he asks, me. He looked broken.

"Yes. Milan Barter found dead. The same one that you used to love." he looks shocked,

"How do you-" 

"Your box was open." I look him in the eye as his face gets angry, slowly.

"That's an invasion of privacy."

"And you broke my trust. How am I supposed to know if you pretend I'm her when we have s*x or if you think of me? How can I possibly know if you say you love me but is saying I love you to her in your head? How do I know if you like me because I'm like her, or are the feelings only because I'm your mate?"

I struggle to get up, I felt weak as a vampire, I rip off the tubes in me, immediately feeling myself strengthen. I was breathing heavily. I get up of the bed and go to the window.

"Exactly how. How am I supposed to figure out that you love me with all your heart when I know that you're still hung up on her? When you still haven't moved on?" I close my eyes, I feel something wet trickle down my left cheek, then my right one.

I sink down to the ground, softly, hitting my head on the wall, I sob quietly. I feel Alex approach me. He rubs my back. He takes me into his arms, picks me up and goes to the hospital bed. He gets on, putting me on his lap. Speaking gently to me,

"I'm sorry, you're right. Of course that would break your trust in me. I'm sorry. I promise I'm not still hung up on her. I only keep that to remember. To remember that some things are too good to be true. I was about to get rid of it, I was going to give it to you if you wanted it. Seems like you don't." he kisses me cheek softly.

I lean into him, softly banging my fist into his chest.

"I hate you. So much."

"You have the right too. Reject me if you want, I'll do anything to make you feel better." That shocked me, without meaning to, I slap him. He accepts it, I slap him again.

"How dare you. You are my MATE. DO NOT THINK OF YOU THAT WAY." I slap him again as he still hangs his head, he looks at me, his eyes broken, his cheeks red, there were tears on his cheeks.

"Where is the proud mate that was there when I first met him?" I sob again,

"I don't deserve you." I slap him again. I start to cry. Noise echoing. I clutch his shirt with my fists.

"STOP. STOP IT. YOU IDIOT." I slap him, only halfheartedly, not as hard as the other ones.

"It's true." he hangs his head again.

"STOP! NO! YOU- YOU ARE MY MATE. " I sob, sucking in a breath "Please." my voice breaks. "No. I love you. So much. Don't ever say that you don't deserve me, don't ever say that I should reject you." I start screaming at him, "IF YOU DON'T DESERVE ME WHO DOES HUH?" I slap him but this was weak, he holds my wrist gently, leaning his head into it. "Who does?" my voice weak.

"I'm sorry." I felt a tear dropping on my hand, he was crying too,

"You big i***t. I love you, don't say otherwise. Don't do that again. You deserve me. You deserve all of me." I touch his cheek and smile through tears. I kiss him softly but he doesn't respond, I pull away and he looks at me. I touch both his cheeks. Wiping away tears,

"I love you too." I kiss him again, this time he responds. I can feel him touching my stomach gently. "Both of you." I smile, laying my head down on his chest, I close my eyes. I could feel his heart beating, his slow even breaths. I fall asleep to him stroking my head. I knew, he stayed with me the whole time.