A Flesh-Eating And Blood-Drinking Monster

••• Abigail’s POV ••• The patrol wagon rattled along the rocky road, and the guards scanned their surroundings vigilantly as if expecting a threat to emerge at any moment. With the verdict passed, I and some other prisoners were transported to a remote facility in the north. I heard the guards chatting before, that as long as they could safely pass through the outpost of the canyon entrance, their mission would be completed. When that happened, I knew I would no longer have a chance to live in the outside world. This was all because of Bella! I wouldn't be in this situation if she hadn't asked me about that perfume. The werewolf council didn't even think about my pregnancy anymore! Bella... I swore if I ever had the chance to get away, I wouldn't show her any mercy! Driving down a rough mountain road, the wagon suddenly stopped. Had we arrived? "Shit, what happened to the tires and the spares?" I heard the driver curse as he discovered that the tires were leaking and the spare tires, which had been stored in the trunk, were nowhere to be found. I looked outside the window and saw a colossal wolf suddenly approaching the guards. Even from inside the wagon, I could smell the wolf's unbearable stench. The stink emanating from that wolf's made me and the other prisoners gagged, and I quickly pinched my nose to stop that putrid smell from entering my nostrils. It was so disgusting. But the wolf... The guards all sensed the wolf's presence at the same time, and suddenly, the entire convoy was engulfed in a hellish terror. The other prisoners cowered in fear as we looked at the evil-looking giant wolf. Within seconds, the guards reacted and engaged in combat immediately. They reach for their guns and shoot the giant wolf constantly. Much to our shock, the wolf didn't even try to dodge the raining bullets, and those countless bullets had no effect on the giant wolf. The guards all cursed, threw away their guns to the ground, and were about to shift into their wolf forms, but the giant wolf moved faster than them. I could only tremble in my spot while the rest of the prisoners screamed in terror as we watched in horror how the guards met their demise, one by one, under the onslaught of the giant wolf. It was like looking at a horrifying scene where a psychopath mutilated his victims with no mercy. The wolf then shifted into its human form - a handsome yet evil human man and approached the vehicle from the other side of me. The man opened the door and started slaughtering all the other prisoners, leaving me shaking and unable to scream due to my intense fear. After he finished slaughtering everyone, he looked at me without mercy with an evil smile, and I nearly peed my pants. “Please... Please spare me...” I finally found my voice and whimpered, wanting to shake off his hand, but I didn’t even dare to move even a finger. He reached out his sharp claws and swiped them at me. I closed my eyes and screamed in despair. This was it. This was my end - getting killed by a brutal he-wolves in the middle of nowhere. But the pain of claws digging into my flesh didn’t come, and instead, I heard a clanging sound of chains being broken. I opened my eyes slowly, still fearing the unknown of what had happened, of this man had done. My eyes widened when I saw he had clawed the handcuffs off my hands instead. I looked at him, who was still evilly at me, and asked with a bit of excitement, “Did my mother... Did Lina ask you to come and save me?” He sneered and replied, “Lina? No, she paid me to kill you.” His answer wiped away my excitement, and I looked at him in disbelief before I was filled with despair and anger. “Then why didn’t you kill me?” I braved myself to look straight into this ruthless man’s eyes. “I smelled a familiar scent on you,” he shrugged. “So I decided to keep you alive for the time being.” A familiar scent? Kept me alive for the time being? I shuddered at the thought that he could kill me anytime he wanted. After saying that, he turned around and started tearing apart the bodies of the prisoners and eating their flesh and blood. The scene made me feel a wave of nausea, and I couldn't help but vomit. He laughed evilly and said, “It’s all Lina’s doing. She gave me medicine, and it made me stronger but also turned me into a monster who eats human flesh and drinks their blood.” My mother did such a thing? As much as I didn’t want to believe it, suddenly, I remembered the bottle of perfume that I had used to drive Bella and her wolf crazy, which I had picked up by chance in an abandoned yard of an orphanage more than a decade ago. I was unsure of the use of it as nothing happened to me, but I accidentally discovered that it could actually drive an animal crazy, and in the case of someone who couldn’t shift yet, it would cause the person to lose control of his or her limbs. I kept that bottle of perfume on me since then, thinking it might be useful in the future. And I was right. Later, when I found out that my crush was courting Bella’s twin sister, I couldn't control my evil thoughts and invited her to go swimming and use that perfume. She became weak, and it was easy for me to push her. My evil intention was nearly discovered by Bella, but luckily, my fast brain made me think of pretending to save Aurora. So, I shed fake tears and asked her to call her parents before jumping down the stream, putting on a show, and going back up when she went away, not even trying to save Aurora. I had no regrets about that; why did she always have all the good things in the world, and I was just a humble Omega? After that, my life started changing as the Queen and King began to treat me nicely, and I disguised myself as a good guy and stayed by Bella’s side until Mom found me. She found out I had the perfume and hatched a plan for me to use it on Bella. So, besides me, only my mom knew about the perfume, and I had never kept the perfume in my locker where the werewolf council said they found it. It must have been put there by Mom on purpose! And she also wanted to kill me! But why?! The man, who had been devouring the corpses of the prisoners and guards, finally returned to me. Blood dripped from his mouth to his lips, chin, and chest. Even his hands were covered in blood. He looked like the Devil himself, especially with that evil smile that seemed to be his signature. I instinctively shrank back to a corner of the wagon, placed my arms around my belly, and begged in a trembling voice, “Please let me go...” I wouldn't want to be around this man, knowing he would kill and eat my flesh and drink my blood whenever he felt like it. Suddenly, I thought imprisonment would be better than being kept alive by this monster. He suddenly grabbed my arm and yanked me forward. I screamed in pain, and my eyes got teary as my knees connected to the wagon’s wooden floor. “I want you to repay me,” he said with that signature evil smile of his. “What... What do you m-mean?” I stuttered. “I think you taste good,” he said, and I felt my blood drained from my body. Taste good? Did he mean... He laughed evilly, looking at me in fear. “Don’t worry, Abigail. I won’t eat you. I will instead protect you, but you will have to cooperate with me and help me find ‘food’.” “How...” I gulped; my fear was still strong in my heart. “How am I supposed to do that?” “The image of you as a weak woman will not raise any alarms.” He then pointed to my belly and said, “Especially with that protruding pregnant stomach.” I curled my free arm around my belly, scared he would harm my baby. “As long as you cooperate with me, I will protect you,” he repeated his earlier words and added, “And I won’t do anything to you or your baby.” Even though it looked like he was promising he would protect me, I could see the threat in his eyes. I knew what he wanted me to do and what he meant by ‘food’ after witnessing his earlier antics. “Okay...” I agreed with him since it was the only thing I could do. If I didn't agree, he would treat me as his ‘food’, and I’d be dead in a second. I had to agree for the sake of my baby. “What’s... How should I address you?” My voice was still trembling, and I kept my eyes down, not brave enough to look at him as he was still covered in blood, and that would make me remember the scene of him eating everyone around me. The stench of blood was too pungent, and I tried my hardest not to puke my guts out for the second time. He glanced at me briefly before releasing my arm and turning around to leave. Was he letting me go? “Are you going to fucking stay there?” he asked instead of answering my question, making me scramble to follow him. “Tyran. You can call me Tyran,” he said after I was close enough to hear his words.