Chapter 31

Jesus...I just love spoiling you all like honestly, I can't resist you guys.

(my fever keeps coming back like the bitch it is, so I updated earlier. Will answer your questions on SATURDAY.)

Cyrus is using his right hand to type on his phone, so nope he's not talking verbally to Jessie.

[Warning : self-harming is gonna be in this chapter and so is gore.] :3

"What do you want?" Jessie glared at Cyrus who was starting with intensity in his deleting onyx pupils. He raised the phone for Jessie to read. 'You okay?'

She tutted. "What's it to you? You're a blasted Zeta. Why would you bother yourself in my problems?" Cyrus just typed again and showed The Omega.

'Did Al hurt you by any chance?' Jessie narrowed her gaze and frowned. "Are you stupid, he can't hurt an Omega and our sector rank is already damned."

(Omegas are seen as endangered kind and needed to keep the werewolf population going, so Al or anybody can't just hurt Omegas without facing consequences. But Omegas are still seen as weak and infirior)

Cyrus responded. 'I'm glad he didn't hurt you, otherwise I would've stopped Al myself.'

"What? You're mental if you think you can take on that asshole." Cyrus shook his head typing. 'I don't think it was right of him to treat you so harshly.'

Jessie laughs at him.

"New meat, I don't know what Maylin has feed your brains but try using it to your advantage. Al is a sadistic person, and he was the biggest fuck-boy along with Chase before. Guys like him...are only meant to become much worse."

Cyrus stiffed, because she thinks like everybody else and if Jessie knew of Cyrus's  troublesome reputation maybe she would say the same things about him. Though she could just be saying all this because she's upset and humiliated.

Nobody knows his past that much yet...it won't stop outside rumours from invading Northwood campus either. (The rumours about Cyrus in his previous schools, and how much mayhem he caused back then.)

The Omega smirked. "Think I'm lying? Look and learn shit around you, this school is at his mercy and everyone will start misbehaving soon enough. When Al surely becomes uncontrollable, the student body will follow."

His vision goes down to his arm sling.

But...Al is so much MORE than that.

He could still change his ways.

Cyrus wants to believe Al isn't a monster.

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Beep-beep

Beep-beep

Beep-beep

Three hours and twenty seven seconds. Kill count is fifty three. Al calculated to Grim within The Wolf's subconscious.

Dead corpses of Rogues scattered the blood soaked tile flooring of the red room hidden within the school, Grim turned his gaze to Al's wrist watch that beeped laying on the ground. Beside his shredded clothes just outside the metal door of the torture chamber. He sighed, his body decorated in injuries from taking on loads of Rogues that could shift. Though this wasn't enough for Al.

He's thinking of taking Wolfsbane.

Grim can't argue with that, he doesn't wanna be around if his human wants him out of the picture. However Grim knows Al needed him for many useful things, taking Wolfbane inside his system will weaken their connection for mind links, Al can't order other werewolves without Grims strong Alpha influence to everyone and it'll leave Al unable to shift. He wouldn't be able to do shit if something comes up.

Al will just be an ordinary human.

The Wolf knew Al couldn't afford to be anything else less weaker to others, he disliked being the lesser powerful person.

His pride won't allow it.

The Alpha would take out anybody who was even remotely close to his level of absolute strength, that's why Grim was questioning how Cyrus isn't dead yet.

The rebellious empty boy straight up contradicts Al each time they interact.

The Wolf was also wondering why the strange boy reacted to him the way he did, it was unrealistic. Cyrus should have at least called for help or cried out, instead he got worried and stroked Grims head, even soothing him to calm down and the hurtful sensation surge through The Wolf for bitting Cyrus.

Al had purposely skipped meals and sleep to get pay back for what Grim did, The Wolf expected nothing less of his human. Though before they killed these Rogues the first thing Grim did upon shifting was to bit down at his own front right leg, Al groaned but didn't complain hurting himself. After all, they've done worse to themselves.

Self harm wasn't anything new to Al.

Grim knows he deserves to bleed.

But it's always never enough.

The burdens of being born an Alpha is that Al's wounds heal faster than other werewolves do, it will only last for a couple of days sometimes hours given his condition. Killing off Rogues was the only duty he's accomplished right, both Al's parents were growing concerned though they were both too occupied to handle his disappointing mentality and The Alpha had shut them out repeatedly.

It was more...convenient that way.

Grim shifted back, as Al hissed out in feeling every inch of muscles nipping pain, he sat down and leaned his head on the wall. Staring absentmindedly, at the lifeless bodies of these Rogues, Al inhaled the metallic presence of the blood around the enclosed chamber.

It's not working...I need more Rogues.

They all died by his hands, eyes gutted out with the pinkish roots attached behind it. Torsos pried wide open to expose their rib cages, a grotesquely mixture of food, intestines and stomach acids. Others had it fast; having their hearts pulled out. Al then caught a small cry of among the dead piles, he rose up and marches to where it was coming from.

He found one still breathing but on their way, the Rogue was bathing in tears as their chest rose and fell irregularly.

They're ears peeks sensing The Alpha.

"Y-ou're..." They cough up blood and the  Rogue glared at Al. "Yo-ou're just lik-ke your grandfather. No won-nder h-he mu-st b-be re-ejoicing i-in hell." Al squats to look at the Rogue dead in their eyes, sending shivers to them as the Rogue saw the fires of hell itself inside Al's burning ambers.

"Obviously..." He smiled eerily. "Though I've been nice enough to kill you all together in one room, and quickly too, so be greatful." Al rested his defined jawline onto his mangled up knuckles.

"Be useful Rogue, If I murder my mate, will my wolf kill me? Or...what if, my wolf wants to kill our mate what can I do to stop them?"

The Rogue's eyes widens in horror of The Alpha, everyone knows it is highly taboo to murder your own mate. Fuck, it surely lead to suicide because if you killed your chosen soul mate, the wolf inside would kill thier human. Yet...what Al had asked was an unheard of circumstance to their race.

It's complete madness.

"A-are you th-hat fucking sick to e-even consider-r it? Moo-n Go-ddess...you're seriously a l-lost cau-use." Al punched hard onto the Rouge's nose. Answer us, you're dying anyways. Grim ordered.

The Rouge wheezed. "Wh-hy would-d your own w-wolf h-hurt their m-mate? Th-hey were born to-o be loved and-d prot-tected by you. Everything abo-out your m-mate h-has a purpose f-for you."

Al became honest. "What if they don't talk, don't like being touched and said 'mate' is probably out to backstab me. And EVERYTHING they do is against what a mate should provide to their partner, what's the sense of having them alive?"

"Idiot! They're t-the reason to keep-p on living! You'd di-ie first befor-re letting a scratch on th-hem. B-but...wha-at would you c-care? Y-you're nothing, j-just a damn monster." The Alpha looks down at the Rogue. "Even monsters...have feelings."

Before the Rogue could process what Al whispered, he struck in his hands inside the mouth of the werewolf and forces the Rogue's entire jaw to stretching further than it can possibly go, Grim aided his wolf strength and together they split the Rogue apart in half. More crimson liquid splattered all over them, Al clicks his tongue...still not satisfied with this.

{Rainier, send in more!}

He warned. {But Al your wounds---}

{DON'T GIVE ME EXCUSES! YOU'RE NOT TO FUCKING TALK BACK! UNDERSTAND!?}

{Yes Alpha...uncollared Rogues on the way.}

Rainier then presses a botton to release out brand new batches of Rogues in the torture chamber for The Alpha to massacre.

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He couldn't help but be more guarded inside his dorm room and look at Al differently, Jessie was right. Cyrus has little ideas of who the blonde boy was before he came along, he should stay away though Cyrus knew he can't just pretend Al is a  stuffed animal; ignoring him completely.

(I'd like to imagine a stuffed golden wolf.)

Something about him, told Cyrus he  needed more time to understand Al.

Still, he'd doesn't know a lot of what goes on in this institution and all that private conversion Al had with Jessie.

He also hasn't figured out the reason Al requested his personal information out of nowhere. Cyrus was thankful their principal had denied Al, but did the blonde wanted to gain dirt on him?

Was Al being kind only to betray me?

That seems more simple to take in.

Than believe in false dumb hope.

Cyrus sat up from his bed looking at the doorway, Al doesn't come back to their dormitory even passed curfew hours. And it was scary that Cyrus started reliving his PTSD nightmares again; His abusive past.

(PTSD ; Post Traumatic Stress Disorder)

I shouldn't wait for him, it's not my place to ask where he's been or what Al does this late at night. Cyrus takes out his sleeping pills to help his insomnia, forcing himself to sleep. But I'm worried he's being reckless.

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Author's Note :

If it wasn't obvious before here it is; Cyrus has serious PTSD, AND! possible feelings for Al! *screams like a crazy person, throws pillows in the air, breaks tables in half, confidently chugs down chocolate milk*

Yashhh! Cyrus IS DEVELOPING FEELINGS!

Cyrus thinks Al still can be a better person and just needs help omfg.

*strong sobbing in the background*

Some of you may be wondering : how the hell does he wake up in the middle of the night if Cyrus takes sleeping pills? It wears off from time to time, and it helps him sleep but Cyrus hates taking them.

Oh and turns out the rumours were true, Al does rip apart his enemies in half. And what are you thoughts on Jessie? She wasn't lying or making Al look bad. All of it was facts.

Your votes and comments cheer me up and motivate me very much. Especially with my city under heavy lock down again :(

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