Untamed: The Alpha

168 A PUNY CHILD

“I am sorry, dear, but, I am already dead, I can’t be more dead than this.” Hades shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and then flashed her his eerie smile.

If only Zuri knew how to get rid of this creature, she would have done anything to find peace without him being around her all the time.

She didn’t realize when it started, but Hades had been following her recently and there was nothing she could do to make him stop, since being mad was no longer working, she could only ignore him.

And yet, his noisy mouth was so hard to ignore and she was tired of trying to make him quiet.

A man came to the gates when he saw a young girl standing there. His expression was so cold and once he came closer, Zuri knew that he was a human, and not a shifter.

“What is your business?” the man asked Zuri, his voice was rough, as if he had not yet drank anything for a long time.

“I want to see July,” Zuri said, after debating with herself, she knew that she had to come to find July or Anne.

The man narrowed his eyes. “If you want to ask for a picture or sign, you can’t do that now, she is busy.”

Zuri really wanted to roll her eyes, the last thing in her bucket list was asking for those stupid things.

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“I need to see her for some urgent matter,” Zuri said in a calm tone, but her eyes said otherwise, it delivered a warning to her opponent and this was something that Hades loved to see. She looked more alive whenever she was upset.

The man frowned, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her from head to toe, trying to study her. “What is your name?”

“My name is...”

“Tell them that your name is Blue,” Hades chimed in, he was wearing a black leather jacket with jeans and a black shirt. Everything about him was so gloomy that it matched perfectly with Zuri’s mood, probably that was one of the reasons she let him be around her.

“Zuri...” She refused to follow what he said, but it only made the situation difficult for her.

“What is your business?” The man kept asking the same question, as he observed her openly.

“This is my business,” Zuri said, showing off her claws, she half shifted her hands, turning her nails into sharp claws that could tear his neck.

The man was surprised, he took a step back and talked rapidly to someone over the communication device in his ears.

“You really like to be violent,” Hades commented, but then he grinned at her. “But I like it nonetheless.”

Zuri said nothing to that compliment, this was not the right time to indulge herself with such a compliment and moreover, she knew that she had created unnecessary commotion.

“You stay there, don’t go anywhere!” the man warned her and walked back to meet his fellow guards, leaving Zuri alone.

Seeing that, the frown between her eyes deepened. She didn’t come here to wait.

“You look upset, should I kill the man that made you upset?” Hades offered his help when he watched Zuri take three steps back.

“You should kill yourself in that case,” Zuri murmured, annoyed beyond words and then she ran toward the gate and easily climbed it within seconds, as she landed quietly inside the manor now.

Once in the past, this was her home, she was sure nothing had changed since the last time she was here. Therefore, she didn’t need those people’s help to call for July or Anne, since she could find them herself.

But then, the question was; what should she do when she finally met them? What kind of situation would it be?

“Tsk, you should watch your temper,” Hades muttered to himself, as he watched Zuri walk toward the manor without anyone noticing her.

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Emily was hugging her worn off doll, as she sat at the corner of the room, watching a drunk man beating a woman that they called as their mother, her big hazel eyes looked at the scene with fear, as her small figure tried to press herself to the wall behind her, afraid of being noticed by the man.

“You bitch! Where is the money!” the man roared in anger. He delivered one more punch on the woman’s face and she collapsed to the floor, no longer crying.

Is she dead?

Eros has the same question in his head. He was sitting in the opposite corner across his little sister, Emily, as his eyes watched her trembling figure in silence.

It was clear for him now why he smelled blood from her when they met for the first time a week ago in the orphanage.

It was still unknown whether it was her blood or this woman’s blood.

Eros just learned that she was adopted as well, a puny child, that was how those people called them, puny children. Children who lost their parents during the battle against the shifters and had been affected by the war that was ongoing for the past eight years between the two parties.

Puny children.

The government made an amendment to them by giving those families, who wanted to shelter them and gave them new families, a big amount of allowance.

Some of the families would love to shelter them because they took pity on them, but there were some families like this, who only wanted the money in return for taking care of them. They didn’t give what the children needed, but they lived on the money that they received for taking them in. Adopting them.

The man growled louder when his victim could no longer move. He kicked her once more on the stomach, before he laid his eyes on the small girl, who was hugging her worn out teddy bear, as if it could protect her.

The man was so drunk and he just needed another victim.

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