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Chapter Thirty-Five
– A Cleansing Inferno
Zack’s POV
Fire escaped the jaws of my wolf as it mirrored the rage I felt inside. The screams of the lycans around the breeding farm continued to echo in the back of my mind.
“Please, Moon Goddess! Spare us!”
“Deliver us sweet death, O’ Moon Goddess!”
“Why have you forsaken us?!”
“What have we done to deserve this?!”
I knew that I was going to have nightmares about this for the next few weeks…
The guards of The Garden tried their best to stop me and protect their assets. Most of them were human, some werewolves, while others were half-bloods–undoubtedly products of the abomination that was this farm.
They were armed to the teeth with almost every weapon imaginable except for the one thing that mattered most–silver. They must’ve thought that I wasn’t going to show up here myself one day.
To top it off, it wasn’t even a new moon tonight.
Some of them, mostly privates, looked like they didn’t even want to fight me. There was a sense of longing for freedom in their eyes. But they were still loyal dogs to their commanding officer, so I had no choice but to rid them off the face of the planet.
“Kill this son of a bitch!” One shouted as he charged at me with a spear.
“Don’t let him leave this place alive!” The other pulled back the hammer to his pistol and aimed it right at my chest.
No matter how hard they tried, there was nothing they could do to stop me. In one sweep of fire, I reduced their existence to ashes. Burning flesh and fir filled the air and fueled my desire to kill even more.
“Stupid fuckin’ traitors!” The Fire Wolf spat. “They didn’t even deserve a swift death!”
The guards may have been part lycan but their human genes overrode whatever strength and prowess they were supposed to have. They were weak and I did them a favor.
Now it was time to eradicate the rest of the poor half-blood souls that were forced to live this depressing and cruel life.
Even if they were my people, I knew that the lycans here weren’t going to survive beyond these borders. Their spirits were broken beyond repair. Their identities were stripped and no one on the outside would’ve been prepared to help any of them.
They were nothing more than rabid animals being locked up and used for breeding. They didn’t get to choose what to eat, what to wear, or what to do.
They would never have the chance to experience love, laughter, or freedom.
They had sex but it was mindless, numbing. There was no passion behind it. It was nothing but undignified, untamed, and boring sex in hopes of popping out a child-like a pill out of a bottle.
After I burned down all of the administrative offices with the paperwork inside, I began to make my rounds to the pits and cages where the breeding lycans were being held. Even my Fire Wolf was having trouble coming face-to-face with them.
“They didn’t deserve this…” My Fire Wolf growled in the back of my mind. “Half breeds or not, they still have the blood of our people in them…”
“I know… I know… We should put them out of their misery. The rest of the supernatural world won’t show them any kindness–especially not while Alpha Leo is still ruling it.”
“Leo’s nothing but a fucking scumbag! He’s next!”
I could feel my Fire Wolf’s sinister smile in the back of my head.
As I sucked in a deep breath and was ready to unleash a purifying inferno across The Garden, I was stopped by a sudden flash of Lily’s face appearing in my mind.
I exhaled abruptly as time stopped. Even the screams of the lycans were drowned out at that moment.
I remembered the expressions on Lily’s face when I had her kill Alex. Horror, disappointment, anger. She hated the fact that I was trying to teach her the lesson of getting rid of your enemies.
To me, it was simple–either you take out the people who threaten the ones you love, or you sit idly by until it’s too late and they’re ripped from your life forever.
I always assumed that my mother was murdered. Despite her kindness and compassion, she had enemies. Even though it was never confirmed, the possibility was enough for me to be set in my ways about killing.
Even now, I wanted to set the lycans free of their torture but I couldn’t… In my mind, Lily’s disappointed face flashed through and it was enough to stop me in my tracks.
I tried to revert to my human form, but my Fire Wolf was actively working against me.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” My Fire Wolf roared. “We’re not done here!”
Shock pulsated throughout my body. “I can’t do this… It’s Lily… I see her face when I–”
“Weak!” My Fire Wolf growled. “Has our mate made you weak?! You should be doing this for her! Rid the world of these tormented souls and cleanse the planet of all of the traitors!”
I was beginning to lose control of my Fire Wolf… After a few more tries, I reverted to my human form and decided that I was just going to leave the lycans alone. My main goal now was to get back to Lily as soon as I could.
I unlocked all of the cages and the exit doors of the pit, hoping that maybe the lycans would just escape on their own. Instead, they all looked at me with pleading eyes, begging me to kill them.
“Please… put us out of our misery…”
“What’s the point in living?”
“We have no life outside of here… We have no identity, no dignity. We have nothing left.”
“The world turned their back on us… Why would they care now?”
Their words stung my heart but I didn’t have it in me to kill them.
But it wasn’t just because of guilt that I couldn’t kill them either… Looking down at my right palm that I slashed to save Lily from when she was poisoned, I saw that the cut still hadn’t healed. It was like I got it yesterday.
My body temperature also continued to increase despite the lives I took and the fire I released from inside of me.
I ran for the exit of The Garden, leaving the place ablaze and in ruin.
I need you, Lily!