Free Web NovelChapter 152: Loss of control
C/W: proceed with caution, graphic violent scene ahead.
Taesan’s POV
My hands start to shake as my grandfather starts to laugh gleefully.
Without thinking, my sword drops to the floor and I start to roar, wrapping my hands around his throat.
"Arggh" my grandfather screams in horror.
This is the first time in my life that I am ever laying hands on him.
’Let’s make it the last time’ my alpha says, hungry to see the lights go out in his dark eyes, desperate to see his eyes turn white in death.
Sooin is sacred to me, how dare he play with her name in front of me?
That girl is my life, my soul and my only reason for not burning the world to ashes.
"Do you want to die?" I growl in his face, feeling saliva drip from the side of my mouth to his face.
He is terrified of me, but he tries to keep his mask on, I have never been more hungry to tear someone to shreds before.
"Don’t you want to know the truth?" he asks and I squeeze harder.
My wrist burns with pain, and I channel all the pain into strangling the man that has been suffocating me all my life.
The veins in his head start to strain against his skin, trying to break out and burst open, and his eyes are starting to turn red.
"Taesan!" Junho’s voice calls and I am pulled away from the dying old man.
"His guards are coming!" Junho says, but I can’t hear him through the darkness pressing in on me.
Control. Control. I need to take control back.
I need to end this man, I need to swallow him up, use him as an example for future enemies.
"Fuck, Taesan snap out of it!" Junho yells and I land a punch on his chest, sending him tumbling backwards.
My grandfather has pulled himself up, he is wearing a smile despite being seconds away from death.
"You know nothing of my power boy!" he yells, voice raw and rough.
I give Junho one look, telling him that I have made my judgement and he shakes his head slowly.
For a second I see Seoha sitting in my mind, eyes wide with fear, but hands reaching for me; ’control’.
Fuck. FUCK!
"Boss!" his men burst into the room and grab my arms, twisting them behind my back and I don’t flinch despite the way raw pain shoots through my body.
"Put him on his knees" grandfather orders and they struggle to force me to my knees, but I don’t budge.
Blood, I just want blood, his blood on my claw and teeth.
"You think you’re mighty? Huh boy?" my grandfather gets off the bed with the help of one of the men.
"I will murder, I will rip your skin off your body" I snarl at him, keeping my eyes on him like a hungry animal.
"Wouldn’t you like to know one truth before that? Captain?" he says, keeping his distance and posing to be bolder than he is.
"Shut up" I snarl.
"So you know? Or you thought of it?" he asks and I roar again.
I won’t let him touch the throne my daughter is seated on in my heart, I won’t let him poison me, I will rather put the whole world in trouble first.
"Sooin is not your daughter" he says and I lunge forward, moving fast enough that no one stops me when I put my mouth on his ear.
I bite.
His blood fills my mouth, and the metallic taste covers my senses, I can no longer hear his screams or my own rabid growling and panting.
"Goddess" Junho’s voice tears through the chaos.
He forces me away from the man, retching as he turns me away, but I keep trying to go back to finish what I started.
"Oh you dog!" I hear grandfather yell, and I push Junho away, going again for the man. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
"Killing me won’t change the fact that Sooin has no drop of your blood in her!" he laughs maniacally, shielded by a wall of men.
I reach for my sword on the floor, picking it up and getting ready to commit an atrocity.
"No single drop...go on, ask Jaemin, he knows" he says and I barrel through his guards, throwing them all to the floor like paper dolls.
And just as I am about to strike, the passed out woman on the bed wakes up, and her eyes widen as they lock on mine for a second.
Then I see the future, a future where there is anarchy in the underworld, where young women are taken like this...like my omega father was.
Abused, raped, enslaved...
"Go on, you are a Kang after all...go on, big mountain, take my life" grandfather taunts me and I wipe his blood off my mouth with the back of my gloved hand.
He looks proud, sitting on the bed with blood from his ear streaming down his neck.
"I am no Kang" I growl at him, letting myself take the control I want to have so bad.
With my sword in one hand, I carry the girl from the bed instead of hurting my grandfather.
I won’t be him.
"Prepare yourself, I will come for you, this is war little tiger" grandfather calls when I turn my back.
"So be it" I growl, and I hear him falling to the bed, asking for first aid.
I carry the tied young woman out of the building, and when we are outside, I hand her to Junho who was walking behind me.
"Take care of her, find her clan and return her" I order and he looks at me with worry, "captain..."
"Do what I say, I will be back" I say and Junho refuses to leave me.
"Taesan, you already lost your mind, I can’t have you being alone" he says and I give him a tired look.
"Go" I command and instead of waiting for him to leave, I walk away from him, walking down the street with my heavy sword in hand.
I don’t know how long I walk, but I end up in front of the apartment that my omega and pup are.
I knock once and the door is opened by Seoha.
"Where is Sooin?" I ask and he looks at me with something like horror in his eyes.
I know what I look like, blood dripping down my chin and dressed in all black, but when he doesn’t answer, I walk in uninvited.
My dirty boots and weighty sword drag along the floor as I follow the soft smell of my pup.
I find her sleeping on a small bed shared with that pregnant omega.
Sooin’s body is sprawled out carelessly and her small mouth is pressed into a pout, it’s the way she has always slept since she was a baby.
This is my daughter.
My fucking daughter, my flesh and blood, my sanity and humanity.
I fall on my knees and drop my head on the bed as I start to cry silently next to her.
After a minute, I feel small fingers patting my hair and I look up.
She’s awake, her eyes are barely open, but she’s smiling at me sleepily.
"Hi princess" I say, my own voice sounds pathetic in my ears.
"I dreamt of you" she says in a sleepy voice, eyes drooping as she falls asleep again, "really? What did you dream about?" I ask.
The little girl gives her answer, and my throat closes up with emotions.
"Dad loves me, and I love dad...more than anyone in the world"
