Sold To The Untouchable Alpha

[Arissa’'s POV]

I kept my body ready as Gillian let a growl escape him. From the look he was giving me, I knew that he hadn't expected me to hold my own against his strongest guard and his beta. Smirking, I gave him a wink as he began to move towards me.

"Seems you've become more of a pest.” He huffed, ignoring Ivan’s father, who was trying to stop him. "I'll have to teach you a lesson.”

"Don't forget to keep her alive!" Ivan's father called. "She is needed to create the perfect heir."

"Like hell.” I snarled, flashing my teeth.

"Aw, she thinks she is tough since she has vampire blood." Gillian laughed, beginning to open his mouth. "But you forget... I have it too.”

Nodding, I watched as Gillian’s golden eyes turned red and his canines extended. This was the reason he managed to survive that day. It was also the reason I went through two months of pure hell. However, this time I wouldn't let him rattle me.

"I'm not afraid of you."

Deciding to keep my own secret hidden unless I absolutely needed it, I unleashed my inner vampire as well. Two could play at this game, and I had managed to figure out how to call on it without having to be near death or insane.

"It will be interesting to see who is stronger.”

Turning, I wasn't surprised to see Ivan strolling up behind me covered in blood. After shooting me a look, he mouthed a promise of punishment for disobeying him before turning his attention to his father.

"You handle the kid and I'll take the old man."

"Whatever you say." I responded happily.

Turning my attention back to Gillian, I surged forward, claws extended.

"Bring it on." Gillian laughed

I felt my body slam into him as we locked into combat. I needed to figure out a way to hurt him enough to defeat him, but I also needed to keep him alive. I wanted to bring him back to the estate and properly kill him so I could see him die with my own eyes. Otherwise, I would forever worry about him reappearing like a fucking ghost again.

"Pay attention.” Gillian huffed, attempting to uppercut me.

Moving, I managed to dodge his blow to my face, but not to my stomach. Wincing, I backed up enough to reposition myself before surging forward again.

This time, Gillian and I locked hands and began a battle of who was strong enough to overtake who. I could easily feel the bones in my hands threatening to break, and so could Gillian. Giving a push, he managed to cause my wrist to snap.

Hissing in pain, I pulled away and glared. Fine, it looked like I would have to call Rosario into this. Giving Gillian a smile, I began to shift. Keeping my eyes locked on him, I took pleasure in the shock and rage that crossed his face as I transformed from a tiny woman to a large white wolf that trumped even his.

“Time to end this.’ I growled, baring my teeth.

Unable to process what was happening, Gillian gave me the opening I needed. Lunging forward, I opened my muzzle wide and clamped my jaw down on Gillian’s arm just as he reached out in an attempt to stop me.

I could taste blood filling my mouth as a shriek of rage escaped Gillian’s lips.

"Let go!" He hissed, beginning to punch my nose with his free hand.

'If that's what you want." I responded, beginning to pull back with his arm still in my mouth.

Growls of profanity began to escape Gillian's lips as he realized exactly what I was doing, but he was unable to break free. At least, until I finally gave one more pull and snapped his arm clean off in the process.

Spitting it on the ground beside me, I watched with pure joy as Gillian stumbled backwards, clutching at his elbow where blood was beginning to pour.

“Check mate.’

Beginning to shift back to my human form, I moved forward and grabbed Gillian by the throat. Locking my eyes with his, I watched the fear begin to build within him.

Finally, he was feeling how I had felt all those years ago, having to fight for my life. Finally, he was getting exactly what he deserved for both him and his father.

"Game over." I growled, tightening my hold enough to cut off his airway.

I had no intention of killing him; I simply wanted to make sure that he passed out so that he could be transferred to the estate's cells. There he would receive his proper punishment, and I would be sure to be the one to deliver it.

Continuing to hold, I waited until Gillian's eyes rolled into the back of his head and his struggles stopped entirely.

"Good job."

Tensing, I felt Ivan’s hand touch my shoulder, sending waves of warmth through me.

"Yeah," I sighed, looking around until I spotted Ivan’s dad beaten and bleeding on the ground. "Seems like you did a good job too."

"Not as good as I would want.” Ivan huffed, squeezing my shoulder. "Either way, I've already called Hans and Igor to come help collect these three.”

Nodding, I looked around at the bodies that were scattered around us. In a way, it was almost bittersweet. I was finally getting my justice and we were finally punishing the traitors, but that didn't change the fact that both Ivan and I had to suffer up to this point.

"Don't look so sad.” Ivan hissed, thumping my forehead. "Be happy that you finally get to have your revenge on your brother and that bastard beta of his.”

"What have I told you about hitting my forehead?" I growled, lifting my fingers and rubbing the spot.

Instead of responding, Ivan simply smirked, causing me to smile afterward.

This war was finally over, at least for now. From this point on, we could focus on rebuilding an empire where Ivan and I were the main rulers. It wouldn't be easy, but I was sure if he and I did it together, then there was no stopping us.