Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Chapter 61

Aiden's

POV

Maybe I was becoming delusional but I could not deny the feeling of glee that only burned harder as I grabbed Lily's hand and twisted the knife further inside my stomach after she widened her eyes in shock at my action.

It was more than hot to know that for the first time she was ready to stand up to me no matter what. Being dubbed the sole surviving heir of the strongest pack in all of Shadow Cove, I had free reign over this school and all in it. Besides the other royals, nobody else really calls me out on my bullshit.

Or maybe it wasn't the act of standing up to me that was making me excited, maybe it was the person doing it. It was so funny and amusing to watch because how exactly was she going to prove to me that she had won this round? She was a nobody, an omega, an outcast at that without a single penny to her name. Just thinking about it, about how either of us planned to keep each other in line made my d**k as hard a rock.

I was calling her bluff but I was also looking forward to it.

Instead, I settled for just letting her know that this was the beginning of a very very toxic relationship. One that I won't let her come out of with her sanity intact.

I let her go, Nyx getting off on the fear and darkness in her eyes.

I frowned as Ren struggled out of the tight grip the boys had on him, swooping in to save the day as usual and talking gently and holding her to his chest like she was a fragile little egg that will crack and break any minute.

That's what he doesn't understand. Lily can handle this, she can give in to the rage and darkness swirling deep in her soul. The way he treats her like a f*****g breakable doll grates on my skin because I know just how much she can take, I know how rough she likes it. She's just too scared to ever admit it to herself.

Ren may say I forced myself on her, she may even fill her own head with those delusions, but she had wanted it. And she hated herself for it.

I swallowed the dark possessive feeling that bubbled in my chest when Ren tucked her under his arm and led her out of the lounge. For the first time in my life, I felt the immense urge, the searing need to go after them and forcefully tear his hand from her body. I wanted to rip his arm off of his body and beat him with it.

I did neither, opting instead for removing the knife slowly out of my stomach with a wince, tossing the bloodied instrument on the table inside the ice container. It was a ceremonial dagger, gifted to every alpha male in my pack. My father had his, before he died, and this was mine. It was nothing but a decorative piece, incapable of doing much damage to someone like me.

I reached for a bottle of bourbon. Pulling up my shirt, I winced as I poured the drink right over the stab wound, swallowing down the urge to growl in pain. I was no stranger to pain after all and I suffered a lot more than this on a daily basis, so a stab wound was nothing to me. It would heal in no time.

"Let me see. I'll stitch it for you." Zac said, walking over to where I was cleaning up the stab wound that only seemed to be getting worse with a wet napkin.

"You can't even stitch your own clothes properly." I frowned at him.

"I've never had to."

"And you expect me to trust you with my body."

"Jackass, I'm trying to help."

"I don't need it. I've had worse."

He growled and snatched the napkin from me, pouring a thousand dollar worth of liquor all over the rag and pressed it to my wound.

I grabbed the liquor and drank straight from the bottle to dull my pain.

"What was that about even?" Zac asked, and I realized that I was not the only one that didn't know what had just happened and why it had.

I shrugged. Don't know. Don't give a fuck either. I got to see both Lily and Ren today, albeit we were on opposite sides, that's all that mattered.

"Uh... I don't think I'm doing this right," Zac called my attention to the wound that was starting to take on an ugly purple color.

"Shit." He cursed, holding up the napkin that was now soaked with blood. "On second thought, stay here. I'll get a healer."

"NO HEALER." I growled.

"Sheesh. Fine, I'll get a first aid box and you'll just have to suck it up and live with my amateur as f**k stitches."

He didn't wait for me to give him a response and was already out the door in an instant.

I frowned and looked down at the wound that showed no signs of healing anytime soon.

For a moment, intense fear consumed me but I shook it off and pushed myself up from the stool, heading to the refrigerator to get a pack of ice to place on the wound.

Bending to reach for one pack, I winced again and looked down, surprised that the wound that I was certain should have started healing by now was still bleeding profusely.

Panic hit me as I wondered why I was not healing as I usually do. My uncle has left me in worse states than this with broken bones and ruptured organs and while those take longer hours to heal, at least surface wounds I have received from him close back up within seconds.

As alpha of not just any pack but a superior race of Lycans that worked hand in hand with black magic and witchery, my parents went through every means to make sure I was practically invincible, tested and trusted my uncle who continually tried to test that theory. There was nothing I shouldn't be able to heal from. No one could harm me... Unless...

Howling and loud laughter brought my chaotic thoughts to a screeching halt. My eyes moved away from inside the fridge towards where I saw Sebastian and Hanz laughing about something on their phone.

I glared at them in annoyance.

What was going on? And why were they laughing? I was being paranoid to think that they were laughing about the injury but for some reason, that laugh of wicked glee made me curious about what could be on their phone that made them whisper to each other like kids and I closed the fridge and prowled over to where they were sitting.

Sebastian paled when I arrived in front of him and was about to hide his phone but I snatched it from his grip and when I looked at what he had been watching, I froze, my eyes widening in shock at what I was seeing.

It was a video of Lily giving me a blow job.

How was that possible? I had not made a video of that, had I? And then I remembered that Sebastian had been in the room that day and when he had shown me the video that he had made without my consent or permission, I had deleted it and told him to never speak of that day to anyone.

"Give me your phone." I growled to Hanz who looked at me sheepishly before handing over the phone and I looked at it and confirmed that it was the same video, which could mean only one thing. The video had gone around the school and that was why Lily had barged in here and been enraged enough to stab me in the stomach, a wound that wasn't even showing signs of healing anytime soon.

"What part of speak no word of this did you not understand?!"

"Aiden, I can explain" Sebastian started but before he could finish speaking, I grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up and flinged him across the room, watching in satisfaction as he crashed on the pool table, the table breaking to pieces from the force of his weight. Audible gasps and stilted silence ensued throughout the lounge as if everybody was worried about even breathing wrongly and attracting my attention.

Walking over to him where he was still dazed, I grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, slamming him against the wall.

"Talk!" I growled. "Where the f**k did you get this? Why do you still have this video? Answer me!" I yelled in anger, my eyes glowing in a way that I knew was terrified but it didn't matter.

"I didn't know you'd be mad! I thought this was what you wanted!"

"What I wanted?!" I growled in a raging voice that was no longer mine but Nyx's.

Darkness exploded out of me and I heard glasses shatter and voices screaming as the entire room got eneveloped in thick black night.

Of course Nyx would come out to play at a time like this. My control was slipping, common sense taking a hike on me as I squeezed his neck, throttling him and grinning in satisfaction as I watched him fight for his miserable life.

He croaked out what could have been an apology or an explanation for his damn actions but it didn't matter, his voice only coming out as a bunch of nonsense as my hand tightened around his throat, cutting off the blood supply to his head and watching his face go an interestingly dark shade of purple.

I could not imagine the horror when Lily had seen that video and thought it was me, especially after giving her my word that I would delete the video I had of her and Zac in the restroom. She'd think that I pulled a reverse uno on her. All because of this despicable mutt.

I was supposed to be happy right? I was supposed to feel completely happy that she was in pain and humiliated just like she deserved so why did I feel nothing but mad, chaotic, burning rage?

People had gathered around us and I vaguely heard Zac pushing through the crowd of boys to where I stood throttling the s**t out of Sebastian who already had tears running down his cheeks. "Aiden! Snap out of it!"

"I'll snap out of it when he's dead!"

"f**k it, man! What did he do?" He asked and I tossed Sebastian's phone over to him, watching for his reaction.

My usually nonchalant friend had his eyes bulging out of his face as he looked at the video and then looked at me but the last thing that I expected was being shoved off Sebastian by Zac. I stumbled back, catching myself as his hands pushed me against the wall, face filled with molten rage.

"How could you do that to her? She's f*****g crying in this video! What the f**k is wrong with you?" He yelled, hitting me against the wall hard and I was lost in surprise for a few minutes before I shoved him off and he released me, punching me hard in my stomach, right where the stab wound was.

I inhaled, the pain almost rendering me unconscious but I staggered to my feet and frowned at him

"You are one to talk. How is what I did any different from what you did to her?"

His irises glowed red. He looked ready to hit me again but his hands dropped at my words and he shook his head and stormed out of the basement lounge. Nothing but stifling silence greeted me.

I looked back to where I had left Sebastian but he wasn't even there again. That pathetic swine must have crawled away the moment he had the chance. "What are you all looking at?" I snapped at the boys that had been watching us.

I winced, rising to my feet and stormed out of the room, heading towards my car.

Even though home was the last place I wanted to be, I needed to get out of this place as soon as possible before I do something I probably won't regret.

Like tracking down Sebastian and severing his limbs from his body.

I shook my head to get rid of the wicked thoughts. No use killing the son of an esteemed noble in Shadow Cove. I had to hit them where it hurts, get rid of the evidence and make sure something like this never happens again.

I started the engine, tyres screeching out of the driveway. But as I drove home, I remembered why I almost never went home. It was where my worst demon lived.