My Personal Lycan King

VICTORIA'S POV

"What the hell Alexander?" I asked angrily.

I was done with his attitude towards me and I meant it.

I was done with him acting so on and off with me like he was some girl on his monthly days.

"What the hell is my problem? What's your problem Victoria?! First with bartender then with Daniel and now on the dance floor? Did you even see, how you were dancing like a drunk girl? Were you trying to seduce someone? And if yes, then congratulations, miss Victoria almost all guys were looking at you like some hungry meat." Alexander said angrily as he punched the wall behind me.

What?! The nerve of the guy!

I will definitely die someday because of how infuriating he is! He dares to accuse me of dancing and enjoying when he himself was flirting like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh? Now you've got a problem with me talking with Daniel too? If you have forgotten then let me remind you, that Daniel was the first friend, I made when I moved here and it's all because of him, we are even talking in the first place.

And about that dancing part, for your kind information, they were looking at me in appreciation and were even dancing along with me.

They were enjoying the songs just like I was, but who am I talking to? Of course, you didn't see all that since you were busy with your girl, right? Was the flirting good? Did you get some good action? Eh?" I asked getting equally angry.

Rolling my eyes at him, I pushed him out of my way, so that I could go out of the club. I can go back on my own, I don't want the girls to leave the club just because I wanted to go home. I think coming here was a mistake.

"My girl? What girl? What flirting? And why are you acting angry? If you don't know, I am trying to protect you here. Don't you see that?" Alexander asked as he pushed me back under him on the wall, his eyes turning a shade lighter from his usual hazel eyes.

'Protect my ass!' I said in my mind as a foreign idea of showing him my powers and scare him came to my mind involuntarily.

"Now you even want me to spell it, who am I talking about when I say your girl? You know what? Just leave me alone okay? I don't want a person who is not clear about his own actions protecting me. One moment you act like I am your only priority and the next moment when some other girl comes you act like I don't even exist.

And for your kind information Mr. Alexander, I don't need your or anybody's protection. I've been doing fine alone for more than 15 months and I think I'll do just fine in the future too." I said.

"God damn it! Victoria. You are such a dumb girl. I've never seen a girl dumber than you! Don't you see it, why am I so protective of you?" Alexander asked as he closed his eyes while leaning on me.

'Did he just call me a dumb girl?' I thought in my head.

'Seriously Victoria? Was that the only thing you grasped?' Carla commented from somewhere in my mind, however before I could reply to her, she suddenly disappeared in thin air.

I looked back at Alexander.

'No I don't understand anything and I don't want to because expectations only hurt me.' I told myself, before sighing.

Right now my only focus was on one thing. I wanted, no, I needed to get away from him, from here.

It felt like my anger was consuming me now as my body was becoming hotter with each passing second. It wasn't good.

My powers can make their appearance at any moment.

I was only thinking about my powers going haywire, the very next moment, I saw the fire extinguisher behind Alexander falling, confirming my ubts.

I looked at Alexander, who had said something but I didn't hear it and was now coming more closer to me.

I looked back at the fire extinguisher in horror, before closing my fists so that, no energy is released anymore, however, what I didn't know was that, this wasn't my doing.

"Ahem! Ahem! I hope I am not interrupting something." I heard the voice of an old woman from somewhere near us, and Alexander immediately stood straight after hearing that voice.

"Miss Azrael?" He asked shocked as he looked at the old lady, who I don't know has somehow appeared on our left side. How? I myself don't know.

"What are you doing here miss Azrael?" Alexander asked as he shifted his stance became more dominant and I could feel some strong leader-like vibes coming from him.

Who was this lady and why was Alexander looking so cold and alert with her arrival was confusing me, but what was confusing me more was why this lady had been looking at me since the moment she came?

'Creepy' I thought as I involuntarily shuddered under her gaze.

"Oh, I am here because I came to know, a very powerful person who shouldn't have been born in the first place was here. I came to pay my respects and check if that person is not having any troubles." Miss Azrael said.

I looked at the old woman who looked like she was only a few years younger than the god and would die just any day, skeptically.

'Okay. We got your point. Why are you still standing here? Go on, go where that person is, or just stop looking at me with that creepy gaze?' I thought in my head as I rolled my eyes.

Yeah! Yeah! I know! I am not a person who is too respectful.

For me, if someone treats me good, I'll treat him good and bad if he treats me bad. And since this woman was looking at me with that suspicious creepy gaze, I did the same with her. I know this wasn't the best behavior, but I never said I was a saint either.

Before I could continue my trail of thoughts, I heard her laughing loudly, like a maniac, while still looking at me.

"Victoria, my dear, you might not know. But I can hear every thought that you are thinking in that naughty mind of yours." I heard a voice inside my head, which made me jump in my place as I was only used to it one voice and that was of Carla.

Jesus! That creeped the hell out of me!

The voice that echoed in my head suspiciously sounded the same as the voice of this creepy about to die, woman. The sinking of the realization made me look at her in horror,

What the real hell?' I thought as my mind went blank not knowing what was going on.

"Y-you!" I stuttered not knowing what to say anymore.