“So who here is ready to watch me drain this fucker of his blood?” I questioned. Feeling the distinct building of adrenaline in my veins.
I could hear the chants and howls of excitement from the crowd, which only continued to increase my need for blood. Looking down at Dom, who was still laying on the grassy covered ground like a piece of discarded trash, I asked, “You ready to fight or are you just going to continue to lay on the ground like a little bitch too scared to get up?”
I taunted.
Watching.
Waiting.
For the perfect time to strike.
“You’re the little bitch,” Dom spat with a groan. That was all that was needed to set me off. I was like a rocket boosting into the dark blue sky. My next destination, the moon.
Without thought, I lifted my booted foot into the air and landed it against Dom’s rib cage, and a slew of curse words fell from his lips.
A sick and twisted smile formed on my face as the pain encompassed him. This was exactly what I needed, and I wasn’t even started yet. Noelle awoke the beast inside of me the man that wanted to claim her and wring her neck all at the same time.
Someone had to pay for the rage that was stirring deep inside of me.
Someone had to pay for fucking with me, and I couldn’t let it be her because I would never forgive myself if I hurt her.
Chapter Twelve
-Noelle
I was buzzed, but I wasn’t buzzed to the point that I couldn’t notice that Royal was about to do something he would only regret. My fingers dug into the flesh of my hand, nervous knots forming in my belly as my eyes shifted between Dom and Royal. I was shocked, flabbergasted that he just came out of nowhere and hit him.
He was being barbaric; an alpha when he didn’t have to be, nor did he have a right to be. I wasn’t his. If anything, he did nothing but warn me to stay away from him. So why was he now acting like I belong to him or like he has to protect me.
It’s all for you. The conscious part of my brain knew that, but the part that wanted to protect him from everything bad didn’t want to admit it.
“Royal, this is uncalled for…” I started but froze mid-sentence. He narrowed his eyes at me in rage, the look alone terrifying me and rooting me in place.
“Noelle.” There was a warning to the way he said my name; it was like he wasn’t the same person anymore. The pale blue color of his eyes growing so dark that they looked almost black. I couldn’t swallow past the lump that formed in my throat. Did I even want to answer him? I knew I went against what he wanted, but I was an adult and just because he told me not to go somewhere didn’t mean I couldn’t.
“God. What a fucking douche bag,” Dom groaned, one of his buddies helping him up off the ground. I wanted to tell him to stay down because it would be less of a fall for him, but didn’t knowing if I spoke directly to Dom that Royal’s switch would flip.
“Me the douche bag?” Royal cackled, the sinister laugh echoing throughout the backyard. Everyone stopped dancing, talking, and drinking to see what it was that we were doing. All the attention was on us, and it made my skin crawl with anxiety.
“I’m pretty sure I’m not the one that attacked someone from behind so yeah…” Dom held his side like he was hurting, and I was sure after the kicks Royal landed on him that he was.
“Don’t. Fucking. Touch. Her. Ever again, and you will never have to deal with me again.” Royal cracked his knuckles, clearly ready to uppercut Dom straight in the jaw. There was no way I could let him fight someone over me, someone that wasn’t his, or over something that had nothing to do with him.
“I don’t belong to you, therefore you’re out of line. This whole fucking thing is out of line,” I piped in, forcing my voice not to wobble. You could hear the audible gasps filling the air as everyone waited to see what Royal would do about me disobeying him.
Royal turned his black orbs to me. He flexed his neck back and forth, the bones cracking loudly. This wasn’t happening. We had already gotten in more trouble than needed, and I refused to let Royal take another black mark to his record just to prove his point to all these people; just to prove that I belonged to him.
“You heard her…” Dom snickered, laughter in his eyes. He laughed like he already won the fight. Air filled my lungs but refused to escape. I reached forward to stop Royal from his next move but knew there was no point in even trying. I couldn’t even take a step forward or mumble the word no before his fists were landing against Dom’s face. Blood splattering everywhere as bone hit bone, the distinct sound of said bone cracking as it resonated throughout the air. A shudder ran through me as fear threatened to consume me.
Their bodies clashed and tumbled to the ground, fists being thrown in every direction. Royal was on top, his knuckles slamming against Dom’s cheek, all while Dom tried to push him off. They were nothing but a mass of bodies, with blood flying around them.