I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha-Chapter 33: She would destroy everything

THIRD PERSON POV:

Violet drenched in the blood of wolves breathed heavy. Splitting the last wolf she found completely in half. She was responsible for the demise of this small pack. Even with all the dead wolves around her, the bloodlust didn’t subside. She still craved more blood.

Ash saw his wife painted red and that was it for him. He couldn’t watch Violet like this anymore. He stormed over to her and picked her up "Someone call the Madison and get me a room; I’m taking my wife to wash herself and eat something other than vengeance.

Violet didn’t fight him, she let her husband throw her over his shoulder and she just rested her chin on her hand and her elbow on his back.

"When I get you to the hotel room, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you." Ash growled low.

"What’s stopping you from doing it right here?" Violet purred, her tone all too clear how deathly serious she was.

Something in Ash snapped. All self-control went out the window, he took her into an empty house and up the stairs of a small family home. He threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her. Grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head.

She gave Ash a wicked grin, daring him to go further.

"Fuck me Ash, Fuck me hard right now." Violet commanded, challenging Ash to do his worst.

"Fuck, you’re so hot when you talk like that. You’re making me lose control." Ash growled giving her a warning.

"If you don’t put your dick in me right now, I will fuck myself while you watch." Violet hissed.

A wave of uncontrollable lust crashed into him, and he surrendered to it. Throwing his clothes to the side, and caution to the wind. Violet pulls her arms from his grip, leans up and pulls off her dress, naked and exposed he dove mouth first on to her breast. Sinking his teeth in. Violet moaned arching her back, her chest lifted in the air. Her body was on fire. Her core ached for something to fill it. her body twerked up and down craving Ash.

He stroked himself stiff before rubbing his tip on the wet opening of her core. He stuck a little in at a time. Widening her walls to fit his large cock. She moaned out his name pleading for him to give her more.

"Fuck, when you say my name, it makes me want finish in you right now, just fill you up and feel my seed fall from you dripping wet pussy." Ash groaned, the pleasure he was feeling was overwhelming. Her tight walls clutching his dick. Firmly her muscles squeezed him.

Violet rolled her hips forcing the tip to rub against her Gspot.

Ash leaned down and bit into her neck softly, drinking from her. The ecstasy her blood provided was like heroine. Warm. It wrapped him in a blanket of euphoria, one he couldn’t be wrapped tight enough in. Her blood was liquid heaven. The hot rush flooding his veins, setting his insides on fire. He leaned his head back and let out a deafening roared. Her blood dripping from his lips. His instincts taking over, his eyes turned crimson red.

Ash picked up his pace. Further he went the more she stretched. How anyone so small could fit such a big man would be as good as anyone’s guess.

But she did. Violet felt every single inch of Ash filling up the space inside her. She was being undone at the seams from Ash. Her muscles spasmed, pleasure overcoming her senses. Ash plunged into her relentlessly, he released her arms and held her shoulder in place forcing her to take all of him with every thrust. The two pf them moaned. Violet was screaming "Ash, Oh my goddess Ash I’m going to come. Just like that." Ash slammed into her. the sound of her cheeks clapping echoed in the room. Ash bit his cheek hard gripping her with such ferocity, a bruise would surely form, but she couldn’t care, she wanted to consume all of him. Drown in his smell, in his touch, in this moment. Her heart pounded in her ears an orgasm crashing into her. Violet threw her head back screaming. Ash held her down and filled her body with his cum. Throbbing, her walls grip him, holding his cock hostage inside her, pulling every drop from him. Milking him for everything he’s got. Leaning over her the two pant in rhythm beds of sweat visible on their foreheads.

"Fuck it’s been so long since we’ve had sex like that." He rolled over next to her.

"I know. Who would of thought I had it in me." She laughed.

The two of them laid together dripping with sweat smelling of sex and blood. For a moment they found harmony.

That was until a shout from outside disturbed their peace.

"We’ve confirmed the town has been cleared. Prince Kalvin is working with the witches from his coven on a new location to check. Your presence for the spell is being requested, your majesties." The man yelled up to them.

Ash groaned. Rolling out of bed.

"Let’s find our daughter." Violet joined him.

They dressed themselves and met up with the coven.

"You’re majesties." The coven bowed their heads in greeting."

"My King, Queen, I’ve made a new spell, I only need blood from both of you. The pharmacy here was also quite the apothecary, I was able to find all the ingredients here."

Kalvin unrolled a world map and placed a bowl with a scrying stone soaking in it. Ash takes up the knife poking his finger and squeezing blood out letting it drip.

Violet followed suit.

Kalvin said some words in ancient Greek and then set the bowl of ingredients on fire.

He picked up the scry and circled the map. Whispering to the scry he, he spun it. The stone picked up its own momentum and then dropped on another location.

"Spain? Seriously? Spain?" Ash groaned.

"How could she have gotten to Spain from here?" Violet asked, her voice hoarse from her dry throat. The worry in her tone was clear for all listeners to hear.

"They must be working with magic wielders. It’s the only way the princess could be taken without a trace." Kalvin insists.

"So, Spain?" Ash asked.

"Let’s go back. We can take the jet. Call the pilot and get the airspace permission. We’ll leave immediately"

Kalvin nodded Violet and Ash took their leave, leaving only Kalvin and some of the members of his coven. His mother Arya stayed with the coven near the seer’s pool. Looking for any signs of Odette.

Kalvin has been on edge and completely lost without his fiancé. He missed his best friend. He was chilled to the bone with worry. Every time he swallowed it was like he had a mouth full of glass with it.

He’s barely eaten since she left. It’s been a month they’ve taken out three packs without so much as a hint. The villages had less and less people in them. Which could only mean, the wolves were catching on people were being evacuated. They’d be moved to more secure cities. It’ll make it harder to find her.

He’s tried so many different locating spells and has just come up empty handed. Nothing to show for it. He was feeling frustrated and demoralized. He failed her. He failed the love of his life. He kept beating himself up.

Kalvin was having nightmares about all of the horrible things the shifters could be doing to her right now. He trembled and cried whenever he was alone. He felt broken and defeated, his ability was failing him. What was he going to do if she’s not in Spain.

The deaths of the young shifters were starting to take a toll on him. He desperately wanted to find Odette, but at what cost? When would it be enough? What was too much?

Odette meant more to him than anything else in the world. But he wasn’t sure how much more death he could take. He wasn’t built like the vampires; death wasn’t something he was used to seeing or being around in this way. Sure, he’s been to funerals. It doesn’t get easier leaving for new villages and seeing all the dead corpses lying on the ground. Their blood coating the earth. Their suffering was thick in the air. They didn’t deserve what came their way. Kalvin knew nothing would stop the vampires from finding their princess. No amount of blood spilled it too much for them. The Violet he grew up with was gone. Her aura wasn’t even the same, it was once a soft rising dawn, but now, it was a vicious pink thunderstorm. Darklightning flashed through it, like the flashing of paparazzi cameras. She was a monsoon, waiting to lay waste to anything in her path. Destruction trapped in human skin.

Her transformation was horrifying to Kalvin.

And now they were on to their next village to destroy, and Kalvin could only pray this would be the last village.