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Chapter ten: Rival Alpha
His POV:
We are a dying breed as my father used to tell me. That's why he kept a harem for breeding in the basement, while his kills were in the farm. Once the women were pregnant he waited till they gave birth before killing them. I was one of the few that survived the harem. While I was growing up I had learned everything from my father about women and how to hunt. When I got older I left the farm and started my own hunt. It was great and all but after a few years it started to get lonely. So I started searching for a mate.
Of course it's nearly impossible to find a female wendigo around, my own siblings were all boys. I started looking at the young women at the colleges. I learned their schedule and habits before kidnapping them and tried to get them to accept my ways. I did all this before turning them but that never happened. Betty and Emma were the closest ones so far but I couldn't decide which one I wanted. I didn't want to become like my father and have a harem, I actually wanted someone to love me for me. Then that day came when I found the impossible. Four female wendigos walked in the diner that Betty and I stopped at. They came with a human male and I guess he was kind of a meal for them. I was a little interested in them but I knew better from what I learned from my father. A pack of female wendigos are deadly together, that's why he never turned his harem. So I decided to leave the idea as I did have feelings for Betty and Emma.
That night is where everything went wrong. A pack of human thieves ran us over and captured us. They ended up taking Emma and Betty ended up killing herself. Out of anger I hunted them all down and killed them. Sadly Emma didn't want to stay with me so I decided to let her go but not before giving her my blood. I wanted to see how long she can last without me. To my surprise she lasted longer than I thought she would until the last of december. Like with Betty, Emma ended up killing herself as she couldn't handle the hunger anymore.
I was devastated for her death that I ended up on a killing spree. After a week my mind went back to the female Wendigos and stayed in my mind. It was clear that she is the alpha of the pack. Mischa, she was beautiful and deadlier than the others, so I chose her. I scoffed at the fact that she had a mate already but I'll deal with him later. Like what I did with the other girls I'd learned what she did and where she and friends hung out. Even went to her school for a research on her and I found out that January 21 is her 18 birthday. This couldn't be anymore perfect.
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Normal POV:
Mischa looked at herself in the mirror and smiled at herself as her mother fixed up her hair. Normally she would do it herself but it was tradition and their family is all about tradition. Today is her birthday and like every year on her birthday, Hannibal took her to one of her favorite ballet plays. This year it was Swan Lake. It has always been one of her favorite plays since she was child, especially the black swan scene. Tom was a little disappointed that he couldn't spend time with her but understood. Not to mention he wasn't a huge fan of Ballet but he did say that he had a surprise from her.
When Miranda was done setting up her hair she placed little white daffodils' in her hair a flower crown. Then Mischa placed on a long red halter dress with black heels and a red shawl over her.
"You look so beautiful dear." Miranda smiled "You're your own woman."
"I thought I already was when I turned?" Mishca asked
"In our world yes. But in the normal society it's at 18." Miranda said
She then placed a gold necklace around Mischa's neck. In the middle of it is a stag head with antlers.
"Happy Birthday, sweetheart." Miranda smiled
"Mommy, it's beautiful. Thank you." Mischa smiled and hugged her mother.
Once everyone was ready Hannibal drove them to the ballet while Miranda got the after party ready. At the play Mischa enjoyed every minute of it but she kept feeling that someone was watching her the whole time. She carefully looked around casually and didn't see anyone that was looking at them. There was a familiar scent in the air but she couldn't pin it. Sensing his daughter unease Hannibal placed a comfort hand on her to calm her down. It worked a little but she was able to enjoy the rest of the show.
When the play was over Hannibal drove them to another place in the city. It was a club that was downtown but it was part of their hunting ground. This was phase two of their tradition, the feast. Just standing on the outside of the club Mischa and Hannibal could smell the flesh and blood that was waiting for them on the inside. The bouncer, who was one of their own, saw them and let the two in with no questions. Hannibal nodded to the bouncer and the man locked the door before shutting them. No one inside was coming out alive. Inside the club, Miranda, Tom and the rest of the pack were all waiting in the VIP box. All of them were waiting for the birthday girl and all were anxious and ready to feed. It wasn't long till the door opened and the main guests arrived. Mischa hugged all her friends that greeted her first before she hugged and kissed her boyfriend.
"Are you hungry, love?" He asked
"Very hungry." She smiled
He let out a dark smirk before they both looked out at the one way window. On the other side they could see all the humans dancing to the rave. Once they were given the go that every door and window were locked, it was time.
"Let's begin, shall we." Tom smirked
One by one everyone started transforming into their Wendigo form. Since it was her birthday she took the lead and broke through the window. She ended up landing on the D.J and started devouring him. All the humans screamed and tried to run away but every Wendigo came out and started attacking. Some were able to get to the door but it wouldn't budge at all. It was Hannibal and Miranda that got to them first and started eating them. The hunt took almost an hour before every human in the club was eaten. After it was done the building was set on fire so every evidence was destroyed.
When the feast was over the pack had returned to the Lecter's house for the gifts. From her friends they gave her clothes, shoes, a new sketchbook with charcoal pencils, paint set, and books from her favorite authors. With Tom he had given her a pair of pearl and matching necklace that belonged to his birth mother. Then it was time for Hannibal's gift. Which happened to be a new traveling pack and a small rectangle box. When she saw that it was a ticket to Europe she smiled and hugged her dad tightly. This was his way telling her that he was okay with her traveling in Europe. The only thing is that she has to call them once a day.
"Thank you, daddy." Mischa smiled, still hugging him.
"Anything for you, my little ballerina." Hannibal whispered and kissed her head.
"Daddy, not that nickname again." Mischa groaned
He just chuckled.
That is when Kevin and Barry came into the dining room carrying the birthday cake.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MISCHA. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"
"Make a wish sweetie." Miranda smiled
The young woman closed her eyes as she was thinking of a wish before blowing out the candles. Everyone cheered and blew a few birthday horns. They would have confetti but they knew Hannibal would make them pick them up with their bare hands.
On the next day Hannibal was called to meet up with Will and Jack to the same club. The fire was put out last night by the fire fighters and when they and the BPD showed up they saw the left over burned bones that didn't turn into ash. Seeing that this was above their payroll they called for the FBI.
So while he was helping them out that morning. Miranda had to take Lucas and Emily to their doctors appointment, so this left Mischa alone in the house. It was the day after her birthday and she wanted to sleep in. This gave a certain stalker to climb over the wall in the backyard and picked the lock. He was quiet but Mischas' inner Wendigo sensed danger and woke her. Sadly it wasn't quick enough. Thanks to his speed he got to her room before she woke up. He quickly injected her with something that knocked her out. Once he knew that she woke up he picked her up and left. He took her to his car and placed her inside the secret compartment. Once he made sure no one noticed him he drove off to his new hideout.
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When Mischa woke up she found herself laying on a bed. She looked around the room and saw him standing by the door. It took her a few seconds before she noticed that it was the guy from the diner from a few months ago.
"Hello Mischa, do you remember me?" He said with a smirk.
"You're that man from the diner. What happened to your girlfriend?" She glared
"She died, unfortunately." He said
"Yes. I saw her photo of the many bodies that were discovered from the Emma Ward case on the NEWs. Now what? You actually expect me to be your next mistress." She huffed "I hate to break it to you but I already have a mate. When he finds out that I'm gone, he'll find me. And when he does your dead meat, my mate is a jealous man."
He calmly walked over towards and leaned down a little before grabbing the back of her head. Mischa growled when he hand clenched her hair hard.
"If he does try to find you, I'll kill him. I've been around far much longer than him." He said "Your mine now. You belong to me."
"You forget, we hunt in packs. It won't just be my mate coming for me. My family, my pack, will all come for me. You may be strong, but can you take down a pack by yourself." She taunted
His eyes gowled yellow and he started growling out of anger before letting her go and shut the door.
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All morning Tom has been feeling on edge as he felt that something was wrong. It wasn't towards his little sister as she was with him. Mischa was in danger. He could feel it. After getting someone to watch over her, he drove over to her house. The pack saw him and followed after him. No one was home so he used the spare key that Mischa gave him and entered the house. The scent of an unfamiliar male was inside the house. After following the scent the male came from the kitchen and led it to her room. Tom was seething in rage. They have been hunting this stalker for weeks but he always manages to slip away. Now the bastard has her. The others tried to calm him down as his eyes started glowing yellowing and his teeth and claws were showing. Tom's anger was making him lose control of his form but he didn't care. His mate was in danger and she needed him. Feeling himself transforming he ran to the backyard and jumped over the wall. Once he was over the wall he fully transformed and ran off into the woods following the scent. Making sure that he doesn't expose his form to other humans Jean, Alex, Barry and Kevin followed him while the others stay behind to get and inform the Lecters.
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Mischa sat on the bed the whole time she was there. There was no point in trying to escape right now as all the windows were blotted and the door was locked. Somehow she couldn't transform or else there would be a showdown between them. So running wasn't an opinion as he was a Wendigo and would be able to outrun her. She just had to wait it out and think of a plan until the pack finds her. He had given her some clothes to change into but she wasn't going to wear them. Wearing them would give him the idea that she could rely on him. Not going to happen.
When she heard footsteps again it looks like he came back inside and it sounded like he wasn't alone. From the smell of it he was dragging a human, a large one. He dragged the body half into the room and opened a door from the floor before pushing the body inside. Sounds like it was his killing chamber as he went inside and after a few minutes blood was in the air. While he was dealing with that Mischa looked out the window. It was a lot more snowy then back home, the trees were a little different but she couldn't tell where she was. She tried to find any signs of animals that she could place but since they were there animals wouldn't be anywhere near them. They knew that they were the top of the food chain.
A few hours later the man came back up and headed to another area. It sounded like it was the kitchen as she heard him cooking. When he was done he walked over to her room and unlocked the door. He saw that she didn't change into the new clothes he got her but didn't mention it as he didn't want to argue again.
"I made Lunch. You must be starving right now." He smiled
Mischa mentally growled at him as he knew very well that she was starving. She got up and followed him to the kitchen. At the dinner table there were two plates that had what looked like Grilled Flatiron Steak with scramble eggs and diced up tomatoes. It was one of her favorite meals. This proved that he has been watching her for while now.
"I made your favorite. I hope I made it the way you like it." He smiled
She said nothing as no one and just ate. He tried to make conversation with her but she didn't respond. This was pissing him off but he was trying to keep calm. He knew it would take time for her to warm up to him. A part of him wanted to go back to his old ways when he got a new girl but knew she was stupid enough to get Shockholm syndrome. He just had to be patient but Mischa wasn't planning on staying that long. Just when she had her fill and when he had his guard down she stabbed him in the cheek with her steak knife. When he fell to the floor she tipped the table over him before running out the room and crashed into the living room window. She didn't stop and only continued on running. The man let out a roar as he threw the table off him and took out the steak house. He ran after her as he knew the drug he gave her to trap her wendigo will soon run out. Mischa ran deep into the woods but he it wasn't long till he caught after her and jumped on her. She tried fighting him but got the upper hand and hit her in the face. He was gonna hit her again but something tackled her down. Even in a daze Mischa could see that it was Tom. He and the man wrestle on the ground as they try to hit one another. In the end the man got the upper hand and pinned Tom to the ground.
"I should have known you would find her first. But you were very stupid to come alone." The man taunted and pushed Tom's face into the snow. "As if you're strong enough to kill me."
"I am going to kill you." Tom growled
With all his strength he tossed the man away from him. Once they were apart the two men transformed into their wendigo form and attacked one another. The attack looked like two tigers trying to fight each other for dominance. Each one clawed and mauled each other, none showing weakness or giving up.