Desire for you- ALPHA RYAN Book 1

KILIAN

I just stood there, completely shocked by what I'd just seen.

What had gotten into Catherine? Her eyes were red.

'Ryan... we have an emergency here.... Catherine...'

I hardly dared to speak my words. I rubbed my eyes again, just to make sure that what was about to happen was really true.

'WHAT ABOUT CATHERINE?' Ryan asked me desperately.

'She... She has red eyes, Ryan, and she's about to kill Arnor.

'I'll be right with you,' he finally said.

I ran my fingers through my hair, not knowing whether to intervene, between her and Arnor. Again, it felt right to me that she was turning him to mush.

'Catherine... I really don't want to stop you, but don't you think that you're putting him under too much pressure?" I asked her cautiously.

She suddenly stared at me with her red eyes. 'I want him dead...' she said. I'd never heard her say anything like that before.

Those red eyes looked familiar to me too...

A light went on inside me. Catherine's mother... She looked like that when Catherine disappeared and we couldn't find her. They were known to be present in our pack as wolves and demons. I remember too well how her mother went mad and we brought her back with difficulty...

'Catherine, it's not you...' I said to her.

'LEAVE ME ALONE TO DO MY WORK. She shouted at me and left me in pain.

'Catherine, I'm not the one who's against you,' I tried to remind her, holding my temples.

Catherine turned back to Arnor, who was screaming desperately.

"Now Arnor... You will now count the strokes I add to you..." she said, already scratching his skin again.

He screamed and couldn't manage a count...

"Hmmm... boring, what do you think Daeva?" she spoke to herself.

She suddenly grinned "If you ask me very nicely... then I will have mercy on you, Arnor..."

"Please stop it! I beg you!" Arnor shouted desperately.

Catherine smiled at him... She extended her wolf claws and placed them on his chest, at heart level.

"What is your last wish, Arnor?" she whispered, looking into his eyes.

"Go to hell..." he hissed at her.

Catherine slowly dug her claws into his chest. He screamed again and tugged at the chains.

"HELP ME," he yelled over to me.

I was still holding my head. The pain had eased a little but was still there.

I shook my head, "You'll have to go through it yourself, asshole," I said to Arnor. He had brought the whole thing on himself.

Catherine grinned maliciously and stuck her hand deep into his chest.

Arnor's eyes widened and went white as she grabbed his heart and ripped it out.

My breath was also taken away.

Ryan stormed straight into the cell and saw a furious Catherine holding Arnor's heart in her hand.

He stopped at the door and glared at Catherine.

"W-what have you done?" he whispered to himself.

Arnor's body slumped dead, only the restraints holding his body upright.

Catherine had his heart in her hand and turned to us.

"I did what you told me to do. To take revenge..." she said, looking at him. She had no emotion about her. She was no longer the sad Catherine we had seen the last few days. No, she was the angry, vengeful Catherine...

"Catherine... that wasn't right of me. I will withdraw that order immediately."

He finally said. His eyes widened.

'What's wrong?' I asked him.

'It's her demon...' he said, looking at me.

'I think she's switched off her emotions... Because as a demon, she can do that,' I warned Ryan.

'That can't be true...' he said, watching Catherine.

"You can't withdraw your order. I wanted Arnor dead and James is next... If any of you try to stop me, you'll have to kill me." she said with a grin.

Heart in hand, she grabbed the knife and headed out the door.

Ryan stood in front of her.

"Catherine... I'll let you kill him... but please, please come back to yourself..." he said desperately, holding her by the shoulders.

She looked at him for a moment "We'll see..." she said and stormed off.

We ran after her like two puppies.

'Are we really going to let her do this?' I asked Ryan uncertainly.

'Let her get her revenge...' he said.

'You know she's not herself, right? It's going to be a tough act to follow to get her back to her senses...'

We had to lock Catherine's mother up for two weeks and literally break her. Only after she was broken did she come to her senses. But I hadn't told Catherine that part.

Too much had happened in the past few days for her to even visit her mother.

Catherine stormed into James' cell.

He looked up at us and looked unimpressed.

"Now you're dragging that bitch here too?" asked James.

"The bitch is bringing you dinner." said Catherine, raising an eyebrow and holding out her heart.

"You like meat, James..." she said, kneeling down in front of him.

"Have a sniff... It smells delicious." She looked him in the eye. He seemed to recognize that there was something different about her.

"As you can probably tell, this is a heart." Catherine said, looking at the heart.

"The heart of a pig." she added.

"You've hunted pigs in the woods James.... Hunting it and tearing it to pieces..."

He looked at her, confused. "What are you getting at?"

"Come on, have a bite..." she said, holding the bloody heart in front of his mouth.

"It'll make you stronger, James... Those two certainly didn't give you anything good to eat... I, on the other hand, have a first class heart here..."

James licked his lips. Wild animal that he was, he bared his fangs and grabbed the heart.

"Bloody cannibal..." Catherine muttered to herself, watching him devour Arnor's heart.

Ryan and I watched them speechless.

After James had finished his meal, he looked up at Catherine. "Thank you beautiful, apparently you enjoyed the fuck so much." he said provocatively.

Ryan growled at him and was about to storm over.

Catherine held up her hand and signaled for him to back off.

"What you call a fuck was your biggest mistake, my dear.... You just swallowed your alpha's fucking heart..." she grinned at him. Normally, Catherine would have burst into tears at his words, but she was tough as nails now.

"You've got to be kidding me, right?" he said with a laugh, shaking his head.

"Kilian, tell the guards to bring his body here. Let's see who's trying to fool who," Catherine said, shrugging her shoulders.

'Take Arnor to James's cell. I instructed the boys.

No more time passed and they came into the room. They dropped Arnor's body on the floor in front of James. You could clearly see the hole in his chest.

James looked at us all in shock.

"Have you lost your laugh, James? I told you I wasn't taking the piss..." she grinned at him.

James was overcome with nausea and vomited all the contents of his stomach.

'Eww gross...' Catherine said, taking a step back.

'Okay, that's tough,' I said to Ryan.

He just nodded and was just as speechless.

'When this is over, we have to bring her back to her senses...' I said to Ryan.

'That means we have to paralyze her, Ryan... She'll knock us out with her powers...' I said again to let him know what needed to be done.

He remained silent and said nothing.

"And since you're talking about my old wounds, James, it's time to add some to yours," Catherine said.

"You played darts last night?" Catherine turned to us and looked at us with raised eyebrows.

Ryan and I glanced at each other. "Yes, we did." said I "Why do you ask?" I scowled at her.

"Because we're about to play another round. I want the knives here. Where are they?" she asked me.

I looked to the table on my right and took out a bag of knives.

I pressed it into her hand. She took out a knife and looked at James. "You know James, I'm quite horrible at shooting, but I'll do my best to hit you."

She stood in front of him, she glared at him "The only difference is that I don't play fair." she said and jammed the knife into his crotch. James screamed and cried like a little child.

"I'm far from done with you." she said, pulling the knife back out and ramming it into him again. "You fucking asshole. You'll never touch another woman again." She snarled at him.

I could literally feel the pain James was in.

'Fuck Ryan, this is going to be a bloodbath,' I said to him, glaring at him.

He shrugged, 'He didn't deserve it any other way. He raped her, after all...'

'Well then, if you say so.' I looked back at Catherine.

James, meanwhile, passed out, as much violence as she used.

'Well, he certainly won't be able to father any more children...' I said to myself, glaring at Catherine.

"This world doesn't need children from that scum, they're much better off without him." Catherine said and looked at us.

"I have a bone to pick with you too..." she said and walked towards us.

"With us?" I asked, looking at her in confusion.

"Yes, with you... You just didn't tell me James was here." she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"We just captured him last night, you were asleep." Ryan said, standing in front of Catherine. "We really didn't want to burden you with this..." he said again, looking into her eyes. He grabbed her cheek and looked into her eyes.

"Turn your feelings back on, Catherine..." he said in his alpha command.

We looked at Catherine, who was probably struggling with her demon and her wolf. The end of the story was that she fell down unconscious.

Ryan and I looked at each other in amazement. "What did you do to her?" I asked Ryan and we both bent down to Catherine.

"I just wanted her to reactivate her feelings, but apparently her demoness doesn't want to give up without a fight..." Ryan said, lifting Catherine up.

"Come on, let's take her to her room first." he said and ran off. I followed him and we laid her on her bed.

Her hands were smeared with blood and her clothes didn't look any better.

"What do you think we can expect when she wakes up?" Ryan asked me.

I laughed shortly "You know when her mother was in her state of insensibility... that was a tough trip for us. We had to force her to feel again. But who knows, maybe you as Alpha and her mate can do more in that regard." I said and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Ryan, it's time you really see her as your mate and act like it..." I preached at him and sighed.

"I'm trying, damn it! It's not my fault that every good moment is ruined by someone." he finally said, resting his face in his hands.

Ryan looked desperate. I didn't feel any better.