*Please vote and leave a comment if you like this chapter!*

-----------------------------------------------------------------

"It's too late!" The man gave a crazed laugh.

"Shit!" I scream, blinded by the smoke, my hands spread out on the floor looking for anything I can use for a weapon. I hear shouts in the distance, and several hands grab at my shirt and arms. Six pairs of hands push me down and bring my arms behind my back. Someone grabs hold of my hair and slams my head to the concrete floor. He lifts my head again, and I snarl at a long-nosed boy as if I was a wild rabid animal. He jerks back and slams my head back down. I feel my skin split, and blood runs down my face. The man bangs my head again and again until I force my body to go limp.

"She's good!" The man holding my head calls and I feel the flesh of my skin begin to burn from the silver cuffs they are forcing on me.

One, two, three, four, I keep counting, my head about to explode from the pain, eleven, twelve, thirteen. The shackles were reaching up to my elbows and burning the skin they touched.

"Are thirteen handcuff necessary?" A woman asked behind me, I could hear sympathy running in her voice, but she does nothing to stop the burning.

"You clearly don't know her if you're asking that." Another woman grumbled her voice cold and jeering. I feel someone turn me over, and my head rolls to the side for dramatic effects.

"Are you sure you didn't kill her?" The lady's cold voice broke through after a while of them staring at me.

"She's breathing." A man grumbled defensively, and I hear a smack.

"OW! What the hell was that for?" The man yelled

"For being an idiot, J! The girl is barely breathing!" Another man yelled.

How many people are in this damn room! Ulrica screamed in my head.

"Let's see you take down a Blood Wolf!" The man, known as J yells back, pride evident in his voice.

OHH, let me show him what a real fight with us is like! Ulrica growled jumping up and down on my already pounding head.

Not in here... I mumble trying not to pass out, and I feel Ulrica's anger and disappointment... But soon I finish, and Ulrica gives a throaty wolf laugh.

"Whatever," someone muttered, "Let's move!" The person ordered and I feel someone grab me by the shirt and throw me over a hard muscled shoulder, the force knocking the breath from my lungs. My body goes limp swaying back and forth when he walked, like a broken doll but everything inside me wanted nothing more than to rip these cuffs apart and destroy these assholes. In the background, I hear struggling.

"LET GO OF ME! I GAVE YOU WHAT YOU WANTED!" The old man screams, and I hear flesh hit the cement and then silence before I was hauled out of the room. My whole body hurt, my head was screaming in agony as it processed the burning flesh of my wrists. I squeezed my eyes trying and failing to distract myself. The person holding me adjusts his grip on me, and it takes everything within me, not to whimper in agony.

Fight it! Ulrica urges me as she begins to lend me her strength, her power rush towards me, silencing my pain for a couple of seconds...it's enough.

Enough to hear the chaos imploding around me. Screams and begging fill the air, and the smell of copper and iron assault my nose. I open my eyes a little looking through my lashes at the stone cobble running dark red with blood. I dare not lift my head when boots marching in unison fill my vision. But I could still hear the fighting and yelling of the victims and each cry for help tore another piece of my heart. The jostling of the man climbing the stairs made my head swing from side to side and for a split second, I see a tiny hand reach towards us before falling limply to the ground, dead.

"What's your status?" the man holding me asked, there was static in the background before another voice answered.

"We have two tagged and ready to go. Our forces have the others under control, and the explosives are active. We are ready when you are." A static voice replies and my body freezes, explosives?

"We have the girl, on our way out now." The man said cryptically. After a couple of steps, the screaming intensified until we crossed the door leading outside. The cold spring air is enough to clear my head of any pain.

"WE HAD A DEAL!" The older man from the cell yelled. I lifted my head a fraction before I saw a wolf stop and turn towards the man. The older man was on his knees, pleading to them. He had cuts running down his face, his hands burnt beyond recognition.

"Please! The King promised us! We gave you the girl! We did everything right! He promised us!" The man begged tears streaming down his face, his voice breaking. He crawled over to the wolf, grasping at the soldier's pants. The soldier brought up his leg and kicked the man in the face, before turning back.

"Filthy bloodsucking scum!" He muttered, walking past us.

Vampire Ulrica explained when she saw my confusion. I look at the large house before me, flames dancing and leaping through the air, reaching hungrily for anything that they can consume to fuel their wrath. Men, women, and children were being dragged out of the house by their hair or neck. The wolves pulled them into a little circle making them fall to their knees. Mothers were holding onto their small children, hiding them with their bodies. The man holding me dropped me roughly to the ground, I land hard, a sharp rock stabbing into my side. I suck in a gasp of pain and surprise, and the man looks down at me. I hold still, trying not to grit my teeth. I feel a soft kick to my legs.

If he does that again, I will kill him. Rica warns, and I clamp down on my tongue, fighting for control when I feel the kick to my stomach.

DESTROY THEM! Ulrica commands, but I keep my composure. If I have any chance of survival, I will need the element of surprise on my side. I hear the sound of heavy boots walk away from me and I open my eyes again to peek through my hair. The man who I can only assume was holding me was huge! Almost as tall as a tree and built like a bull. He turned again, and I could see his face covered in scars, a dead right eye that looked like milk. His hair was cut short revealing the King's Mark branded into the right side of his head. He wore a black t-shirt that was like a second skin on him and his arms were covered in black ink blending into his olive tone skin. He jerked his head to another person behind me, and a smaller version of this Bull came running up to him holding a wooden stake. My eyes widen when I see the Bull take the stake from the boy and walk towards the older vampire. He waves over a female, and she comes forth dragging a little girl by the arm, her face covered in soot and blood from unseen cuts, her tiny fists beating the lady's hand and trying to go back to her screaming mother. I close my eyes, trying to block off the screams....the memories.

"No..." the older man cries, "Please...the Alpha King-"

"The Alpha King promised that your pathetic race would be spared." The Bull said, his voice full of malice, before snapping his fingers, "And he has graciously fulfilled that promise." He finished looking toward his left to see a man holding two sacks over his shoulder, he dropped them down, showing two faces, and my heart stops. A teenage girl and boy lay, unconscious, at the Bull's feet, recognition hits me when I look closely at the boy's face...he was the one I saved from Thanatos.

"De-Demidicus?" the old vampire asked, panic filling his features, "No! Not my son!" He screeched, and the Bull laughed.

"You should be happy! He's been chosen to carry on your pathetic race along with this bitch." He booms, kicking the girl in the face, "He will be kept in a cage...looked at by thousands of wolves, like a worthless animal. His children and his children's children will be the only reminder that you ever existed. So relax and rejoice! They have the honor of being in the King's collection!" The Bull said, he turned toward the struggling child and jammed the stake into her chest. Her face went wide with agony and shock before the blood came spurting out of her mouth, her pale face turning an ash gray before her whole body went slack. The Bull threw her to the old vampire and laughed as he went to pick the child up with his burnt hands. Tears ran down my face.

How could someone be so cruel? How...I couldn't think anymore. My whole body felt like it was being burned from the inside out.

I know what you are thinking Anala...Don't. We need to run. We don't have time or the energy to save them. Ulrica scolded, and I blinked back more tears burning my eyes.

But... I croaked

NO! Think about it. That man sold us out. He didn't hesitate to give us up to the King and look at how that turned out for him. HE deserves this, Ana. They all deserve to suffer. Ulrica hissed, scaring me a little

No one deserves this, Rica...we can help-

NO Rica exploded. We can't help them Anala. We can only survive. I need you to focus...I can help.

NO!

ANALA...PLEASE....think this through Rica pleaded

I have. I growl, crawling to my hands and knees.

This time....I'm not going to run.

____________________________________________

HI EVERYONE!!! I'm so sorry I haven't posted for so long!!! I had rewritten this chapter so many times and finally I have it right where I want the story to go!!

But for all those who are still reading this after my long hiatus, I am so grateful for your support. 

To any new readers, I want to say thank you for coming this far, and I really hope you like the story! 

To make up for my long absence, I plan to update sooner rather than later this week so stay tuned!

I MISSED WRITING!!! Please let me know if you like this chapter and vote if you did!!

SEE YOU ALL SOON!!!!