The Gamma´s Equinox

Chapter Nine: Blood Is Not Water

Warning! Mentions of non-consensual s*x.

Unknow POV

I released a satisfying sigh as I saw the boy wiggling in the air, screaming in agony under the force of my magic. It was always making me feel powerful and excited and slightly horny.

The knowledge that I was holding his life in my hands and that I could whenever end his pathetic little life was filling me with all sorts of emotions. I felt on the top of the world.

It was a blissful feeling that made me go even more harder on the boy, squeezing my fists and chanting the spell louder as a wicked chuckle left my lips. The body of the little filthy hybrid was levitating in the air and roaring in pain as I could sense his magical powers coming to the surface trying to protect the host.

For years now, I had been on the hunt for hybrids, looking for the one prophesised. The one who would have the power to beat the most powerful warlock of all times. Balthasar.

The hybrid that was born from a witch and a werewolf.

The one carrying the power of light.

So far, I hadn´t been successful in finding him or her. Roaming the world and searching for the force that would attract me. I could track the hybrids easily. It was one of my greatest powers. It was my life mission to erase all the hybrids that were threatening the return of the dark warlock.

I needed to kill off the threat and make sure that before I would resurrect Balthasar, it would be gone forever. I had sent my best trackers to look for the place where he was resting, hibernating and waiting for his loyal followers to find him.

I knew I was close.

I could feel it in my bones as my magic was whispering to me and guiding me. The dark force I possessed was one of the most powerful and I was proud to be the carrier. I came from a strong bloodline and was destined for great things.

Like bringing the most powerful and scariest warlock that ever existed back to life so he could execute his plan and free the world from the stained blood of hybrids.

Supernatural should never interbreed, especially magicians. Our blood would be dirty and our powers would decrease in intensity and strength. I couldn´t let that happen. That was why I knew I had to find him and release his wrath on the one that chained him so many years ago.

Many of them were already dead, so the revenge would be on their descendants. There were a few still living and breathing. Like Alarix.

That immortal son of a b***h.

I hated him for everything in me. The vampire king was a pain in my ass and hard to kill. He was very powerful and had a lot of supernatural behind him.

I was most interested in the Wolf Moon pack Alpha. He possessed something I wanted, and I would get her back.

My own blood. My offspring. My daughter.

She had my blood running through her veins, making sure that she would be a powerful witch. For magicians, blood was the most important and powerful substance. It was carrying the genes and the magic that we possessed and that would eventually be passed to our offspring, that would become more powerful.

In the end, blood was not water.

But first things first. I had a plan that I needed to follow. I watched the boy screaming in pain and moving around as he levitated. I smelled the magic surrounding him. It was weak as he was just a child, but still very much present. It just needed a little push. I smiled evilly.

I sensed the powers approaching and trying to break through the surface as a bloody scream came from the little hybrid. Suddenly, the lightning flew out of his chest, hitting the wall behind me and leaving a gap. I avoided the next one as it hit the ground.

He was ready.

His power was electokinesis.

Very useful, but it wasn´t the one I was looking for. Never mind, I still wanted it. I would suck him dry and take his powers and magic away. The same faith was waiting for my loyal soldier Elyes.

My attention was brought back as the electricity was flooding the room and charging the air around us. I was impressed as I watched the electric balls emitting out of his clenched hands and growing in size. I charmed myself with a shield, seeing that Elyes, who was standing next to me, did the same.

Oh, yes.

My dear Elyes.

Easily manipulated and loyal to the core, Elyes. I had to admit I was quite fond of him. Throughout the years, he had become something like my adoptive son, but when it came to survival, I would kill him without any regret.

I still remembered the night the rogues attacked his coven on my behalf, essentially murdering his father and mother with the majority of the coven witches and wizards. They shouldn´t stand in my way.

I hired the rogues to kill off all the ones who stood between getting what I wanted, but what I didn´t expect was the catch in the shape of my own mate.

I was furious just thinking about it, but she did pay her price. Every day for almost ten years. Her next p*****t and punishment were due after I would finish this.

The screaming finally stopped as my headache was pushing, but I had a medicine for it that I would soon you. I couldn´t f*****g wait.

The powers of electricity started to decrease due to the weakness of the boy as he fainted from all the pain. I rolled my eyes and I waved my hand bringing the unmoving body down and throwing it onto the mattress in the corner.

“Take care of him,” I told Elyes seeing him nod as I spun around on my hill and left the room.

I hastily made my way back to the office, almost running through space as the excitement was bubbling inside me.

I couldn´t wait! I was so turned on and pumped up from all the magic and energy around the boy and I needed to release the energy.

I entered my office shutting the door behind me and waving my hand while muttering the locking spell. The sound of the snap made me know that it was indeed successful, and no one would be coming in without me knowing.

“Aperire et revelare viam,” I whispered, watching the bookcase move to the side and revealing the hidden passageway.

Walking through the door and making sure it was closed behind me I became more and more giddy, knowing what was to come. I entered the hall and saw the cells lined on the sides. It was empty now with one exception. I stopped by the occupied cell and looked inside the dark cell.

The figure was lying on the bed at her side, her tall and slender body breathing regularly as I saw the empty plate. I smiled, pleased knowing that she ate all the food, but after the years she spent here, she knew better than making me angry.

She had learnt her lesson long time ago, the consequences of her actions.

I opened the cell with a special key and spell only I knew, walking inside and closing the door behind me leaving her no chance in hell to ever escape me.

My hand touched her shoulder as I shook her awake, “Hello my love,” I whispered with a husky voice.

The woman turned to face me with sleepy eyes, the blanket falling down and revealing her small breasts and curvy hips. She was only clad in a thin satin nightgown.

That was how I liked it.

“Did you miss me?” I asked her, smiling at her, seeing as her eyes widened, knowing her destiny was sealed.

I caressed the smooth skin of her exposed thigh. She was beautiful with long curly black hair, alabaster skin and big cornflower blue eyes. Her body was perfect even after spending years in the cell.

I had always loved her hips; they were round and wide, providing great leverage when I pumped into her tight hole from behind. She had a small scar on her belly from carrying our daughter so many years ago.

My c**k was swelling inside my trousers just thinking about her sweet tight arse. I wanted to pound it so badly. She was just mine, even if she once escaped me. Never mind, I returned the favour when I kidnapped her from the coven and gave her what she deserved. Beating the crap out of her so she would remember that there was no chance in the hell that she would ever again run away from me.

She was just mine.

Mine to do whatever I pleased to do with her.

My Gabrielle.

“You know very well that I never miss you,” she lifted her head and looked at me with those deep cornflower blue eyes that were filled with anger and hatred, resilience and determination.

I had admired it. even after all those years that she was locked up here in my personal underground dungeon she was feisty and courageous.

She never gave up.

I loved her fighting spirit. Even more when I broke it and took her against her will. Her refusal and meek protests were turning me on so much. I liked her submissive, but I loved breaking her spirit over and over again.

My c**k was hard and leaking, pushing against my trousers uncomfortably, now painfully aware of our mate and wanting to find the way inside her. Pumping her roughly so she knew who she belonged to.

“Feisty mood today, I see.” I smirked as my hand moved up taking the hem of her dress and bringing it up revealing more of her pale skin.

“I will always fight you, waiting for my opportunity to finally escape,” she told me the same words as so many times before.

My fingers brushed the side of her breast, hearing her breath hitch. Even though she hated me, she couldn´t fight the bond between us. After all, we were fated for each other. She would always be attracted to me. I lifted my hand and cupped her lovely face.

“I told you, Gabrielle.” I said to her, caressing her cheek gently, “I will never let you go.” I whispered before smiling at her evilly.

“You should never leave me, Gabrielle.” I told her, seeing as her long wavy black hair twirled at the ends.

“We could be a family!” I shouted at her as my hand slapped her face, “You, our daughter and I could rule the entire magic community…” I spoke to her, feeling anger filling my whole body as the rage was increasing when I thought about her past sins and selfish decisions.

“But you were selfish, thinking only about yourself!” I continued to shout at her seeing as her eyes grew in fear.

I leant down and kissed her roughly, moving my lips over hers and biting her bottom lip in punishment drawing blood. I didn´t lick the blood as I knew it contained nightshade.

Her magic was feeble, and she knew she couldn´t fight me with it. I was much stronger and more skilled. I had also fed her with small doses of nightshade, which was deadly to magicians, essentially weakening her magic.

She had made her bed and now, she had to deal with the aftermath.

My hand gripped the night gown and tore it from her body, leaving her naked. I snapped my fingers, making my own clothes disappear as I turned her struggling body around and tied her hands with my magic. Bending her over the bed, her arse was up and ready for my c**k. I reached down to stroke it a few times. I was painfully hard as I guided my c**k to her cunt, not caring if she was ready or not.

I shoved myself inside her, hearing her screaming in pain which was like music to my ears as I f****d her roughly, slamming my c**k into her tight p***y over and over again, feeling myself getting closer to the edge.

I held her hips tightly, leaving red marks and pounding her p***y with long and hard shoves, hearing her cry out in pain and ecstasy. I was grunting and groaning from the intense sensation of feeling her walls squeezing me. Her screaming was making me even more turned on and I was seeing stars.

“YES!” I screamed out as I combusted emptying myself inside her tight cunt.

I slumbered down on her. She was gasping for air as I pushed her into the bed during the s*x. I pulled out of her and turned her around so I could see her cornflower blue eyes filled with tears.

I was ready for the second round, but this time I would go slower and made her enjoy it too. I was in a charitable mood today as I was happy to find and torture the small hybrid. My c**k was hard and leaking again just from seeing the red marks my fingers left.

“Don´t worry my dear,” I told her caressing the side of her breast before I smiled at her, “Soon our family will reunite again. You, me and our daughter, Violet.”