The Alpha King's Heart
The Alpha King’s Heart – Chapter 142

Flashback

She was fleeing from her father when it happened, but that was no excuse for taking a human life.

She remembered the huge pine trees that day. It was pitch black even with her animate vision. She was dashing through the woods. Her father was not so far off and she had little advantage over his speed or strength completely.

She tripped and fell, but pulled herself back up and continued weakly. But she was tired and soon to continue no more. She stepped into the misty road and halfway across, she was blinded by two bright headlamps of a speeding car. She tipped

over and fell but not before the back of the car hit her as it lost control. She fell on her back. The car spun around before finally overturning and resting on its hood in

an instant.

Kate’s vision was blurry. She was totally weak and starving. She still couldn’t control her nature, thanks to the curse that was passed to her by her father.

She had tried many times not to give in to the smell of b***d. She had tried to live a normal life in solicitude but her father had crawled out of the abyss of hell to destroy the monster he had created, to kill his daughter.

She dragged herself into the middle of the road, assessing the accident and she was in tears. She had yet to shed human b***d. The only thing that coursed through

her veins was rodent b***d. If only she could take all of this away.

Crawling and straining, she managed to reach the car where the driver was hanging upside down, dead, from a seatbelt and a woman groaning in pain next to him. This was all her fault. This woman was going to die if she didn’t help her. It was the only humane thing she could do to try and fix this. But she had to move quickly.

She grabbed the door and yanked it out of place. She reached inside and pulled

Flashback

She was fleeing from her father when it happened, but that was no excuse for taking a human life.

the woman out with great difficulty. The woman’s eyes were b***d wet, maybe a severe concussion. Kate examined her a little more and she imagined the pain she felt was far more excruciating than it seemed. The woman arced and m****d on the ground. She was trying to say something but failed to force her words out.

‘Help us’ was what her eyes were begging for. The man in the car was possibly her husband. This was all too painful to process.

Kate dragged her a little off the road, as far away from danger as possible. She was going to call 911 and then try to seek her safety. She tried to pick the woman’s head up but immediately felt a wetness on her back. Pulling her hand out,

she could see her whole palm bathed in glistening deep red b***d.

Her heart skipped a crazy beat and her eyes zeroed on the color, on the pungent smell that numbed her pain, and on the wetness that absorbed her to the deepest and darkest places of her mind. She was now groaning with her immature fangs exposed.

The woman in her arms froze with horror at the sight of the monster and she begged with her breathless whispers. Kate could feel her heartbeats picking up weight as she took in the smell of fresh b***d, more tempting than the vermin b***d

she had for so long survived on. This was a hellish temptation. She couldn’t look away. She could not stop or think of anything else but listen to the aching of her appetite, to the craving of her indulgence calling her with the devil’s tune. Yes, just a little higher, and her hand would taste and transmit such a signal to her brain that all her troubles would fade away. Just one taste. She could almost imagine it as she listened to the calling of her desire. There was no turning back now, after all, this woman was going to die anyways.

Kate leaned down slowly and the woman in her arms scratched and fought to break free. This monster was inertly devoid of any human emotions. The woman’s struggle was no effect against a vampire’s brute strength.

Finally, Kate sunk her fangs into the woman’s neck and there had never been such a fulfilling sensation in all her life. She sucked and the woman’s voice broke free, screaming. Kate’s claws deepened on the woman’s dying body as she tightened

her grip. Now she could not stop, not as long as this b***d continued to run through this woman’s veins. There was no feeling to describe this sinful vitality.

Suddenly her senses were enlightened and everything now was so fully emphasized. She could catch the smallest sound and even sense the slightest movement of worms in the earth. But there was something else, there, in the distance, her father was coming and she needed to get away.

Kate released the woman and she was now dead. Her face was pale from b***d loss. Kate was horrified by her actions.

“What did I do?” she cried.

She processed, tears streaming down her face reaching the b***d that messed her mouth, reminding her of her malevolent act.

She just took an innocent life. This woman was dead because of her.

Her father was getting closer and she picked herself up, trembling. She started into the woods quickly. But somehow, she had not paid attention to the little boy strapped in the back seat of the smoking car.

She was a monster and that was why those memories of twenty years ago would forever haunt her. Ethan would never forgive her if he found out.

Her father’s figure disappeared and Kate closed her eyes, breathing deeply.

“He’s gone,” she whispered.