Sixty-one

"Repeat!"

A marked confusion takes over the place and all the rational side of Thomas disappears.

"Control yourself, Thomas!"

— BITCH! -repeated. -SHE IS A WHORE AND YOU KNOW IT!

It is impossible to avoid the inevitable. They're going to fight and it won't be long before this office is a sea of blood.

"Get her out of here, Benjamin!"

"I'm not leaving!"

— Yes, yes! - I try to pick her up, but she pushes my hands away.

"I already told you I won't!"

The shadow of Thomas jumping on top of Atlas while his grandfather activates his demonic side, covers our eyes showing that the fight has begun.

— THOMAS!

Mila screams, hoping that he would return to normal, but all that happens is a sequence of punches, when the two begin to break apart.

— THOMAS!

The old man dares to put himself in the middle and takes a wall from his grandson. He was not in a position to dialogue, much less to differentiate who was who.

"This has to stop now!"

— MILA!

Cum.

Mila quickly passes by us going towards the three nervous dogs, at that moment Adam and I set out to stop her and also to end that idiocy. It turns out that when she gets close, Lucian tries to hit her, taking advantage of the situation. He wanted to take out the rage that flowed through her veins, believing that she was the cause of everything and the key to ending the war.

- You... -he said hitting a heavy slap on her face, making her fall to her knees on the floor.

The moment I see it hit the floor, my veins burn like acid and my chest burns like a bonfire ignites me from within. Thomas surprises me by hitting my chin and Atlas pulls him back with a punch to his stomach.

It was the three of us against a baby vampire and Mila against the former King.

"Did you...did you slap me?"

On her knees she touches the corner of her lips, watching the bloodstain on her fingers.

"You can't imagine how crazy I was to do that!"

Surprisingly, Mila gets to her feet spinning her body at perfect speed, where her hand comes back full on the old man's face. When I see him stagger after the blow he received, I become more relaxed, putting all my attention on the King.

- I say the same! -she said shaking the hand that gave the punch.

"Benjamin, you're not supposed to kill him!" - she warned.

“What do you expect me to do?

“I don't know, I'm not a vampire, remember?

"Then let's put him to sleep!"

The Queen was handling the situation well and the three of us decided to erase Thomas so he could get back to normal.

Unfortunately out of time, Piter breaks into the room armed, making things worse.

"PUT THAT SHIT DOWN!" - he spoke terrified with the revolver.

"GET OUT THE FUCKING FACE!" - he said looking at the King.

"PITER, NO!"

Fearing what might happen to his offspring, Lucian carelessly lets Piter's actions steal his concentration. It is there, in that moment, that Mila changes, oscillating in the woman she was and in the animal that was inside her.

- End of the game!

A kick, a powerful and accurate kick, hits Lucian right in the pit of the stomach, hurling the old man's body into a shelf full of glass goblets. It crashes into the middle of the closet, landing along the boards and broken shards.

The blow is so strong that the King manages to recover his lucidity, being stunned by the scene we were witnessing.

Surely what helped bring him back was that horrendous collision.

"M...Mila..."

"What the fuck was that?"

No one, absolutely no one, bothers to go to Lucian's aid.

"I can't see her face..."

She remains still, watching the old man groan in pain.

"B-Benjamin..." he murmured.

Four men on their feet, waiting for that woman to turn on us and unleash her fury.

- Look! She pointed to the floor.

All eyes turn to where he was pointing.

One drop. Two drops. Three drops.

Blood trickles down the Queen's legs and it makes my heart race.

— Mila!

When I take two steps towards her, Piter claps a hand to my chest, stopping me from moving forward.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

He doesn't answer me, his body had paralyzed. His skin was icy and his eyes wide.

- White! It echoed causing me to look at her again.

"How bizarre, I've never seen a vampire with white eyes!"

"No, it can't be!"

Veins lined my childe's face and white covered her eyes. I already knew what that meant, but the others couldn't. My head was boiling with that pile of macabre events, in which my brain calculated the confusion of minutes ago, plus that blood and the domain that Mila had managed to acquire.

- When when...

I can not speak.

"Do something before she brings you here, damn it!"

If she summons that dragon, we're all going to die. Including me.

"Someone explain to me what's going on?"

"This isn't normal, is it?"

"What the fuck do I do?"

— Mila! -I call her name. -We need to go to the hospital! - I try to get inside her head, helping her find balance. -Can you hear me? -I'm going to her. -Look at me!

She listens to me. I know she listens.

"Piter, call an ambulance!"

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A few hours later, in the hospital waiting room.

“Why didn't you tell me?

- I said. I said she had found the creature!

"But I didn't say she learned to control it!"

“None of that matters now. Look where we are, damn it!

More than an hour with the doctors and so far they haven't heard from her.

- Nurse! -he jumped off the bench, running towards the woman. -Nurse, please!

Beatrice- Yes?

- Any news?