Alpha Dorian (Alpha Brothers Box Set)

Twenty Five

And then all I could see was blood. I could hear people screaming and kids crying, while I stood there

motionless with Alexander in my arms. Men were blubbering and choking as the ground became slimy

with intestines. The ground was anointed with bowels. The petrifying stench of a thousand battles

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"Sydney!" I heard Mrs. Grace and then the next second she was running towards 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, young girls who were yesterday

dreaming about finding their mates and today I could see their lifeless bodies in front of me. Our

soldiers dropped dead 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 mate fight alone and my pack fight

alone because I was the sole reason for this war.

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

She pointed towards a sword hanging on the wall and suddenly I remembered that this sword was the

sword that had saved the pack during the last war. I remembered Marinda telling me that it was made

of special silver, and once it touches the body of an Alpha it will destroy the whole pack.

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

And the next moment all I could see was Marinda's body lying on the ground, 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 in front of the screams of the

people who had lost their mates.

Alyan was howling loudly when suddenly I heard another scream. And the scream was too familiar. It

was the scream of the person who sacrificed everything for me, it was the scream of the person who

taught me to walk , it was the scream of the person whom I loved the most.

My mom had played the father and mother role in my life and now I was 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 persons balls.

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

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

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

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

I ran and ran, punching and kicking people on the way with a sudden wave of anger rushing into my

veins. And soon I found him with his back towards me, calmly watching the blood his pack created.

There was this new energy in me, combined with my anger and I knew I would only get inner peace

when I killed him.

The smell of blood was fresh, so with my remaining strength I charged for 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 you deserve for not obeying me" he

whispered with his hands sliding into my dress.

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

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

And then I moved towards my father who had now rested his back on the pillar clearly not aware of my

presence.

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

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

" Sy..dney" he stuttered clearly shocked at my sudden presence and then 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 smoothly on 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 the women who gave birth to his child,

a father doesn't fucking force his daughter to fuck with his son and a father certainly doesn.t play any

role in erasing all the happiness from his daughters life!" I spat at him.

" I never had a father, instead I had an enemy who craved for power, I had an enemy who just fucked

my mother and left her pregnant with me, I had an enemy who wanted me to bear his sons pups only

because I had alpha blood, but do you know what? Today I am going to kill that enemy!" I smirked

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

I spat at him as his limp body fell on the ground and then I looked back to see half of the enemy pack

lying lifeless on the ground, including Ryker.

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.

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