Alpha King's Brutal Love

Chapter 34

Seth's POV

"Why is this place crowded today?" Castor mutters and honestly, I am thinking about it too. We both walk further and since we are.. more like I am, the regular here, they quickly give us a booth. Not the one I generally prefer, but this will do just fine too. After all, this is a w***e house and all I want right now is a w***e that can satisfy my needs.

The music is a little too loud tonight and I wonder what the occasion might be. Castor decides that he is going to try a different kind of wine tonight. He never had alcohol even when he was in the warlock world.

I look around trying to find a girl who is already interested in me. And by the looks of it, half of them already are. I smirk as I get my glass of wine with ice. Castor chooses the one with cranberry juice and we both clink glasses before downing the man made excellence.

"Okay. I really like this one" Castor says, already trying the next one and I just smirk at him as I shake my head.

"Hey," I stop the man who is serving this, from walking and he pays his attention to me, "why is it crowded tonight?" I asked him again.

"Witch Meghan is celebrating her birthday tonight. She owns this w***e house," he tells me and goes back to serving all the people here. It is so busy and it actually seems so crazy.

Birthday party. It must be nice to f**k a birthday girl. I scan the crowd to see who the birthday girl is but the majority of the girls are dressed like they are the one celebrating.

Castor and I eventually down the shots and whiskey. Sometimes I really think it is a great deal to not get drunk and if there is anything nice the warlocks or the Realm has to offer, then it's this alcoholic capacity.

Castor excuses himself for the bathroom and I scan the crowd again. I noticed a blonde girl just standing in the middle while people were trying to talk to her. She must be the one. I notice how one after one, guys and girls are coming at her for one conversation. Just one conversation that she clearly doesn't seem interested in. Is she famous or are they all too high? Because I don't even see anything beautiful with her. Blonde hair, what looks like fake boobs, dress that might reveal her panties if she parts her legs just enough.

I down another glass of alcohol as I notice another crowd. They are just here for the party and free liquor and it shows. I finally decide it's time I pull the blondie out of this mess and give her a good time.

Good time, you ask? What else is good other than me deep in her as she screams my f*****g name?

I stand up and look around, Castor is already talking to a girl. Oh he improved a lot in the past couple of weeks. Immense change in him and I already feel like a great mentor.

Jokes all aside, I walk towards the girl who is miserable among the crowd. But I did not notice the one who was storming towards me. But I take a step sideways giving her way because she looks totally pissed and maybe, ready to murder someone too.

I turn around and check her out and oooh damn that ass is so fine. But what I did not realize is that someone else bumped into her and she started to stumble a little. And then she unknowingly bumped into the waiter who had drinks and food trays in both his hands. I wonder how he was balancing up until now , in the middle of this crazy drunk crowd.

The girl's footwear also betrayed her at the right moment and before I knew it, she was falling on me. I tried using my warlock strength but the room is full of werewolf whores and endless filth. I did not and could not take the risk.

So I caught her but eventually we both stumbled and fell on the floor, then the food and drinks on us and then the food tray straight on my face.

The music is not loud anymore and everything is silent until the blondie starts laughing and eventually everyone starts laughing. I couldn't believe that Castor's laugh was the loudest, but hey my boy is having fun. Maybe he is going to get beaten up later, but I will let him have his moment now.

I have never felt so humiliated in my entire life and I grab the tray from my face and throw it across the room. I push the girl away and she already has tears in her eyes.

"I am so sorry" she says, her blue eyes blinking trying to hold tears but they roll down anyways.

"Say that to your pathetic excuse of feet and footwear" I say trying my best not to lash out just because she is a girl. I might be a warlock but I am still a son to a mom who would travel all the way here if she comes to know I mistreated a girl.

She does not have a say in me f*****g girls because that is what warlocks do and I am part warlock. Everything else, she is the law of the house. Doesn't matter on earth or hell.

"Sorry" she whispers again before she runs away in the other direction while I find the way to the bathroom to get this f*****g noodles and soup off of me.

I give one last look at the blondie and she is still smirking at me. I give her my oh so famous gaze and she is already walking towards me and following me to the bathroom again.

The music starts to play, the party resumes, Castor is busy with his own company and I got what I want. The blondie is here again, in this small as s**t bathroom stall and she is repeatedly moaning Justin's name and honestly, I don't give a s**t. I just do what I do and move on. Sometimes it does hurt my pride, but right now.. that is least of my concerns. I just want to forget what happened a few minutes ago over there.

Once I am done, she looks at me with a not so innocent smile and walks away. But before that, she grabs my hand and writes her address and I don't know where a pen came from but she must be carrying it everywhere.

"Visit me again. It felt amazing" she says and kisses me on my neck before walking away again. Visit her? Yeah, I don't do the same chick twice. So good luck there, pretty blondie.

I still smell the noodle soup on me and I feel f*****g disgusting. I wish by the time I walk out, the girl will be long gone because I might actually lash out and Mom is far from here so she wouldn't know.

I hate girls and just add this reason to it.

I sit back at the booth and Castor is downing the cranberry wine shots back to back. I look around and notice the blondie already having her tongue down some guy's throat again.

I smirk with a shake of my head as I ask the waiter to get us more drinks. Good thing we have an immense supply of money. How do you ask? You dumb or what? Magic can give you a bungalow and wads of cash. Or an illusion that you have it all. You never know.

"So, how was the soup? Or was it noodles? Oh! Might be both, right?" Castor asks me with a smirk and I smirk back, placing my hands on the table between us and leaning forward at him.

"How would you like me to turn you into you right now? A crow or a f*****g wild boar?" I ask him with the smirk still on my face and he gulps once before shifting his gaze to the party.

I eventually look at the party too. Now I notice that everyone here looks straight out of highborn families. I don't see the slightly pale blonde haired girl anywhere and just thinking of her and the incident makes me want to beat the s**t out of someone. I want to harm someone now to calm the inner demon in me who is starting to feel a tad bit uncomfortable.

If it wasn't for the blondie and the nasty s*x in the bathroom stall, my night would have been ruined by now.

I stand up to walk out and take a fresh breath for a minute. I am used to these pubs and all but the insane crowd is making me feel suffocated. Maybe this also has to do with my visit to a different w***e house earlier today.

I never knew there were so many sinners existing. I turn around when I am at the entrance and smirk at the crowd thinking about the fact that more than half of these lads would end up there in hell. Because this is not the time on earth for people to be following a good path. That s**t is non-existent here at the moment.

I exhale out loud as soon as I come out. Even though the music in there is a little too loud, my ears are still ringing with the sinners' screams and cries. I close my eyes trying my best to focus on the present. I still have time until I learn and take over that hell of a place.. well technically hell itself. I try calming down the screams in my head.

But another girl's screams bring me back to this world and I look around to see where it is coming from. And I follow the directions of the scream, leading me into a small alley right beside the w***e house. The scream gets muffled before growing louder again. As if someone is trying to stop the girl from screaming.

Since it is already midnight, there is no crowd and no one is out here in the street. I look around again and observe the screams growing louder and louder. I walk a little faster and once I take another turn that leads to another small sub alley, I find four men trying to assault a girl. Like I said, the good and good path is non-existent on this earth, at the moment.

I quickly walk towards them and the first thing I do is pull away the one that is trying to hover over the girl. I punch the bald man with light and barely any force but he still flies and lands on an empty cart at one corner of the street. That vendor is going to curse me for the damage but since I am already cursed, I am immune I guess.

I turn to the other three men and one of them lunges at me, but I duck down making him fall flat on his face. I quickly grab the neck of the other one and throw him at the wall. His back hits the wall and he falls down with a groan mixed with a cry. That was a weird sound and I have never heard something that funny.

I turn around to beat the other one as well, but he is already running away for his life. I see the other two people and they are running too. I hear sniffs and finally turn towards the girl who is sitting by the wall and crying. Her outfit seems a little familiar. A little too familiar now that I notice that again.

"Hello?" I call her but her face is in her palms as she starts crying violently.

Even the soft blonde hair is awfully familiar and I feel the sense of humiliation building in me again. Because that was the first time ever that I felt humiliated. I don't even know if this is humiliating what I feel, but I would like to believe so.

She finally looks at me, her blue eyes filled with tears. She tries to stand up but fails and I look at her broken footwear.

"You should really throw them in junk" I say with my voice harsher than I actually intended it to be. But that's just me and I don't even feel bad or sorry. Feelings like that don't even exist in me.

She removes her shoes and holds them in her hands, and she is still crying. I don't know what to do and I don't know what to say. Well, f**k you and your footwear would sound nice but I doubt if she thinks it's nice or not.

But at the same minute a horse and a carriage stops before us and a guy with jet black hair gets down. The girl cries a little more but I can strongly feel her sense of relief through her aura. They must know each other.

"Meghan!" He exclaims as he runs to her and I take a step back. So her name is Meghan. What the f**k does that even mean? Never came across a name like Meghan, even if I did.. I wouldn't know because I don't ask the names of the girls I f**k.

"Are you okay?" He asks again and when the girl fails to walk properly, he quickly takes her into his arms.

He must be her boyfriend. My tongue itches pretty much to tell him to be there if he cares for her so much. But it's not my place and I don't even care about them that much. Like I said, all of these people are going to end up in Hell one day and I will be watching them with no emotion or whatsoever.

I turn around and start walking. I hear her calling for me but I just dust it off and don't turn back. I don't have a reason to. I don't give a damn anyway.

I walk back into the w***e house and pull out a few gold and silver coins, slam on the counter and yell for Castor to come. He downs the remaining shots on the table before running to me but a girl stops him and gives him a kiss before she moves away again.

Whattttt?

Castor looks at me silently asking for us to stay a little while again but I raise my hand as if I am ready to flick my fingers. He got the point that I am about to turn him into a wild boar and walk to me with a frown on his face.

We walk to the other end of the street and into the woods. I flick my finger creating the portal and we enter it to get away from here as soon as possible.

Dammit I cannot get rid of the girl's screams and cries now. Is that affecting me because I went against my nature and saved her?

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It's been almost two years since that incident had happened. And even till date I keep hearing her screams. Is it because I am somehow connected to her or is it because I went against my nature to save her?

I am a warlock. A son of a human and a Demon. And I, being pure evil in nature really did go against it all and helped her.

I don't know how long it has been to her since that happened. I wonder if she even knows or remembers me. The time zone is different in this warlock world so I often get lost during the dimensions.

Maybe I should visit the same pack once. To see if she is still there. To see if there is any difference. To actually see if that boy and her are still together. Again, I don't know why but these days my mind reminds me of so much.

I remember the server in that w***e house telling me that the birthday girl that day was Meghan. And the girl who I saved was Meghan. A witch, if I remember it right.

Is that why I feel a connection?

Who is she?

A/N

ooookay. An introduction to a new character. But you need to wait a little more for his entry again. This is just a sneak peek because Meghan has her own story line too.

But I ship Farlee (FARrell+ayLEE) though. Who do you like?