Chapter Hundred and Sixty – Lycan Slayer.
Rihanna’s POV
The charm seemed to have a weakening effect in me, as I dropped the sword on the floor.
“Rihanna, this isn’t good!” Lana yelled.
Like I couldn’t see it. I was losing will to fight back. “You are despicable! What do you want my energy for?”
“What else? Long life. And power.”
Was he Logan’s son too or what? “Truly, Lycans are evil at heart! It just takes the right amount of pressure to bring it out!”
He frowned, standing upright, slowly hair began growing from his skin and his head got bigger. “It takes the right amount of pain too!”
His voice shifted to growls at the end.
Pain? If the death of his father was what made him a jerk then it wasn’t plausible.
Pain could break you but could also make you, positively. He didn’t heal from the pain and sucked it into himself.
“You don’t need to be sucking my power but sucking out the pain inside of you.” I moaned, holding my chest that was hurting.
He held the charm closer to me. “What do you know about pain! You probably have been pampered your whole life for being a silver wolf.”
The irony. And I would have been used my whole life if they had known I was a silver wolf.
“You were a kid and may not have understood what crime your father did that made them kill him.” I spoke softly.
He brought down his hands, he looked at his palms. “All I know and care is that he was taken from me and I was left alone, at eight.”
Like Hunter? I couldn’t believe I’d feel sympathy for him. “That’s hard but I don’t see how taking my energy helps you.”
His lips curled and he stared into my eyes.
“With power, I’d finally get wealth, respect and happiness. I’d need long life to enjoy all of it.”
He kept the charm in his pockets without thinking. “So it’s expedient I get it.”
The charm was out of the way and I felt energy surge into me again. My fists clenched but I restrained myself from using it.
I spoke. “Power won’t make you happy. Eternal life is living while everyone you know dies…”
“We werewolfs don’t die easily even in old age so I’d have quite a life with any wolf before they die.” He interrupted. “I’ve thought it all out.”
If that’s so. I smirked. “I know you have.”
As he stood tall, before me. I gathered strength and kicked his legs, he tripped and fell to the ground, with his sides.
I picked up the sword and without hesitation, slipped it into his thighs.
“Argh!!!” he shouted in pain.
He hit his hands many times on the floor like he was surrendering but that wasn’t an option.
“You are a danger to my species. You won’t be surviving!” I spat out.
He raised his head to me and clenched his jaw. “You little…!” he pointed at me but I slashed off the finger.
It fell to the ground and another writhing shout left the Lycan. “My finger! Why… Why! Argh!!”
Thankfully, we were in a closed building, where he hoped my own screams wouldn’t be heard.
I pulled out the sword on his legs and dug it into the other leg. The Lycan’s screams were becoming entertaining.
My claws elongated and a swell feeling of relief washed over me. I placed them on the Lycan’s head. “This is a mark I give to Lycans I hate.”
In one zap, I drove my claws from one side of his face to another. Blood splashed on me. His left eyes was busted as well.
I saw a grown male crying and I smirked. “For your pitiful story, I’d make you die quickly. Go and meet your father who you so loved!”
I drew out the sword from him to end him once and for all. He raised his hand to plead, his lips were broken and it was surely had to speak.
“You, you are an Alpha wolf, aren’t you?” he gulped down saliva with every word.
“Yes, I am.”
“Why did you need a Lycan hunter then?” He sniffed.
I looked up. Indeed, why did I need it? Cause Lana was scared and I was doubting myself.
And because Logan made me so scared. I forgot that it was his way of manipulation.
“I don’t need it anymore now. I’d handle it my own way. I’m a prophecy for a reason.” I said.
His eyes were still struggling to be on me. “You, you are… are about to enter your Silver rank.”
My silver rank? “What the hell is that?”
“You might need a Silver Wolf mentor after all.” He forced a smirk, showing his bloody teeth.
I rolled my eyes, raising the sword. “And you need to die already.”
His eyes widened as the sword cut through his neck, separating his head from his body.
That’s the only way I’d be sure that he was dead.
I tossed the sword to the air and caught it with my other hand. “A Lycan Slayer you are.”
It was surely coming back with me.
I hurried to the stream and washed off my face and body parts that was smeared with blood.
I washed off the sword as well.
As I returned back to the body, I noticed his eyes still widened. I closed them. “Next time you’re in pain, heal yourself.”
What he said about entering a Silver rank till bothered and excited me. Was that another perk of a silver wolf waiting to unlock?
“Oh and Lana, we surely got faster!” I screeched internally. “Our moves today were only because we got faster after the deal with Logan.”
And I had thought we hadn’t improved.
She was quiet.
“Lana, we got faster!” I repeated again.
“I had been pushing you to escape your destiny all the time. To run away. And it’s really cause I’m scared.” she confessed.
There’s no time for the emotional declarations. I smiled. “It’s cool, girl. Logan is a manipulator. I hold nothing on you.”
I picked my luggage and strapped it. I walked away out the building.
“Should we enjoy this place? Or go home with our Lycan Slayer and slay that Lycan?” I asked my wolf with confidence.
She laughed at the sword’s new name and shrugged. “Logan might not have any dirty game up. Let’s go and look for the Duchess.”
On reminding me about Duchess Vivian, I agreed to stay at Sun Burn Kingdom while really hoping Logan doesn’t have a dirty game up.