So... I'm a big Westworld tv show fan and am still reeling from the season 2 finale. So, if these next few chapters seem confusing and disbelieving, buckle up cause I'm inspired to pull major twists.

Warning: graphic content and mentions of triggering topics

Chapter 7: Awakening From a Dream

That was a beautiful dream. A memory that seems like another lifetime. Those solitary moments with him. Long gone.

Those blue eyes.

That warm smile.

His sweet words.

All that of a dream. The truth of my situation was not a dream but the beginning of a nightmare. A bloody and endless nightmare it once seemed. It became clear to me who the true enemy was. It also was clear on who I need to become.

It was this realization that made me who I am today. Alpha. A Queen. Beloved by my lycan brethren once again. A celebrity in the eyes of the humans. A symbol of peace to both the humans and lycans. I left the vampires to their vices with no contact for the past six years. No more violence between the vampires and lycans for three.

True peace between the humans and lycand was easy to behold. The conspiracy of Antigen came to light and the company was shut down at the beginning of my reign. The hybrid girl comes by ever now and again alone to visit me. She tells me nothing of her Mother. Or of him. My pack treats her like family and she embraces her lycan DNA. She is more confident when she is with us in my opinion.

Along with my title of Alpha is the title Business Woman. I own several clubs across the world, fifteen estates are in my name and ten are used to house homeless lycans who turned from their previous packs, and I am the voted spokeswoman of my lycan brethren.

In my pack, there are only those who want peace. True pease. So that all of the species on Earth are not at war. Our mission is almost complete, but looking down at the people dancing in the club below my office, I am unsure. Am I really the one to bring the Vampires into the peace the humans and lycans already share? So many lives rest on my shoulders. Even the humans depend on me to keep the peace.

I sigh and take a slow breath. But something caught my attention. A familiar scent. An almost intoxicating scent. My eyes scan rapidly at the crowd below as I stand completely still. How is he here? Why is he here? A growl begins to form in my throat just as a series of knocks on my office door echos loudly and slowly in my ears. No. He wouldn't come here. Not after...

Another series of knocks on my door and I stayed still as a statue. He will figure it our shortly. I'm not letting him in. He'll have to break down the do--

He broke the door. I inwardly sigh. Yet Lycans are supposed to be the primitive ones. I hear two sets of footsteps enter my domain. One lighter than the other. I lightly inhale and recognize the scents immediately. My back still towards them, I can sense their hesitance. Both are afraid. Both for different reasons.

"Aunt Tori. I'm sorry for coming so suddenly. But...they...they wanted to meet with you and they are still insure about peaceful meeting arrangements. The vampires want to be included in the peace and wanted to use me to...Mother wouldn't allow it thankfully. Otherwise you'd be stuck with me."

She tried to finisj off her excuse with a joke. A sad joke, her humor is improving. Still I say nothing and neither does he. I can feel his eyes on me though. I can feel him scanning my body, probably looking for weapons or using this moment as an excuse to look at my body again.

"I know this is not how things should go Aunt Tori and if I had a say, I wouldn't have brouht him here. You are the only Lycan the new council feels any amount of trust towards. Both he and my mother have spoken on your behalf. The vampires are getting restless though. With no lycans fighting them and vice versa, they want to have terms set before the humans as well but also a pact between the lycans and themselves. A pact that I am sorry to have to give to you Aunt Tori, who made your peace by yourself without a ounce of help. I'm sorry I couldn't help you now."

Her light footsteps came to my desk and she placed something heavy upon it before returning to the doorway,

"I'll be downstairs with some of my friends Aunt Tori."

That alerted me to abruptly turn and call out to her as she retreated from my sight and alone with him. She can be fast when she's scared. He watches me silently though. Like he is waiting. I eye him with uncertainty while also giving a nonverbal command to not move as I step towards my desk to see whawhat my neice has brought that is causing her so much distress.

On my desk lay a thick packet of paper. The title in big font and letters: The Terms of Peace and Demands of the Vampires. Quite a subtle title they went with I see. I glance again at the still form in my doorway. He's waiting for something and I recognize that look of nervousness in his eyes. Giving a hard look, I return to the Vampires pact and begin to flip through the first few pages all the while scanning the long drawn out introduction that served as an apology to me and my lycan brethren. But my eyes immediately stop at the words of page thirty-one. Yes the introduction was thirty pages and immediately after was their first demand for safety. A marriage contract. A propsed marriage contract between a full-blooded Lycan and full-blooded Vampire. The kicker that had me ready to throw this damned attempt of peace by the vampires into an incinerator was the fact that my name and his were on it.

My body started shaking with laughter as I let out the lightest of laughs as I stood straight to look him dead in the eye as I slammed the pact shut and ceased all emotion from showing as I finally addressed him."Is this a joke?"

He remains silent and his eyes change to that bright vampire blue. Annoyance sets on my face and tone,

"Six. Six. That's how many fucking years it takes for one of you to show up and agree to peace! They just had to send you right? You who excells at killing and war. What right do you think you have coming here? What right do you have to enter my domain? Your damned council wrote their apology to my species in thirty pages, where's your apology?"

He swallowed and looked like he wanyed to speak but couldn't find the words. I scoffed and finally let out my growl that I had been holding since he arrived. My temper as an alpha began to rear its head.

"Where is the apology that you owe me David?!"

He visibly held onto the doorframe as he broke his gaze away from me. Taking several heavy breaths, he kept his haze averted,

"My apologies wouldn't make a difference. No matter how much I apologise, you would still hate me. No mater all I would do to make it right, it would change what happened Viktoria."

Grabbing the thick vampire pact, I threw it at him and he didn't budge. It hit him hard in the chest, he let it.

"I deserve more than thay Viktoria."

I snapped,

"Stop saying my name...Make it right you say...Of course nothing will change it or make it better, but you could at least say that you are sorry that it ever happened...A damn marriage contract will not solve anything. A marriage contract is not an apology. A marriage contract will not bring peace, especially between you and I."

He was quiet again and this edged me further into my anger,

"Six years David. Six fucking years! You didn't apologize then, why won't you even try. Is it because you don't want to admit what you did? Is it because you don't feel guilty about it?"

That got a reaction as he looked me in the eye with set determination,

"Of couse I feel guilty!"

"So you feel guilt then, but do you regret it? Do you regret it?!"

He looked away again and looked ready to crumble if I dug even further. That triggered my anger into maddness,

"Oh. That's it then."

The change in my tone was like a knife to his heart, I could see it. I went to the side of my desk and leaned against it.

"You feel guilty that you did such a thing but don't feel guilty because you loved it."

He flinched and I realized I found his weak point.

"You loved it."

He flinched harder and wasn't standing straight.

"You loved having me like that. Under you. On top of you. With you. On every way. In my drunken lustful phase. You loved it. You who wasn't under the influence of their horomones for an entire month!"

David fell to his knees and his head tuened away from me. I walked to stand in front of him, looking down at him.

"You, who knew I didn't want it to be like that. Who knew I didn't want my virginity taken in such a strong lustful phase of horomones. Who knew I wanted it to be on my terms while I was just me. Not when I was a slave to my most primal desires! You used me."

His head snapped up to look at me,

"No. I didn't mean... I wasn't using you... I would never...-"

"Rape me. Say it David. Say what you did."

"Viktoria please... I didn't mean to hurt you. I just to makeit better for you. You were in pain for weeks."

"I told you I could handle the pain. But you stayed close to me while I confined myself. You listened to my suffering when there was more important things to do. There were fights to fight. But you were outside my door just waiting weren't you?"

"No, it wasn't like that. I just wanted to make sure that-"

"That no one else would venture to close to your prize?"

"Viktoria...no...I just wanted to be there for you!"

He stood again and looked at me,

"You warned me to stay away, but I couldn't and for that... I am sorry. I would have laid my life down for you then and I would still do it now. You told me to leave so many times but I couldn't leave you and for that I am sorry. I am sorry for not heeding your warninggs and entering your room anyway. It was seeing you in such a state that I thought incoherently and made the worng decision. But listening to you suffer, I did and I just wanted to make you feel better. I thought that if I gave your body what it desired, you would get better and your heat would end. I made the wrong decision amd I am sorry Tori!"

A growl was his first response,

"For five days, we didn't stop. For five days you didn't leave my bed or me. It was only when I...was in my own mind and had to push you away that you even stopped. You said no apology to me. You only asked if was okay. You asked if I was better. The only thing I could feel was your betrayal! You knew how I wanted things to go David. You knew and you had to go and do that."

By the end of my rant my anger was gone and I was on the verge of tears. David hesitantly began to reach towards me in an effort of comfort but it was my turn to flinch away. Taking a step back and said,

"I'm glad that you are sorry and that it's eating you up that you hurt me. You. Hurt. Me. Because you didn't believe me when I said I was going to be fine. I have several heats since then and have not needed nor had to receive sexaul relief. Some were more painful than that one and some were the same. Why didn't you believe me?"

"Because I couldn't stand to know you were in pain. I only wanted to help. I only wanted to make it better because... Victoria...you were crying and screaming for a week before I went in there. You were bruning hot. Your skin felt like fire and I thought you would only get worse. I never intended to harm you and I know that five days was excessive but you were starting to cool down and you were responsive. Somewhere along that time, I lost myself in the pleasure. I admit it. I lost myself because it was you and there is no one else I would rather have lost myself with. I believed that you needed me when it was I who needed you. I needed you to get better and be you again. Not the you in pain and crying. I am sorry I didn't believe you. I am sorry that I was so weak to try and end your suffing only to hurt you in the process. But you must know why I really did it, why I couldn't stand to see and hear you in such pain. You know Tori. You know that I am in love with you. That I love you and would do anything for you. Do anything to make you feel better."

That's his reasoning? His love for me. His feelings for me took away something I held very dearly.

"Poisonous. That's what your father called our relationship."

He stilled for a moment,

"I know what my father's opinion was of oir relationship. He felt that I was obsessive and clingy. He felt that you were something different I needed in my life. He also felt that with time, we would be a stable relationship. He did come to like you. My father had began to look past your species and was accepting what we would inevitably become."

I held a hand up to stop him from speaking,

"And just what are we now David? We are not together. We are not engaged. I am not taking part in any marriage contract and I will not have any lycans to be included in such a thing."

"We are inevitable Tori. Whether it is a century from now or a thousand years. I will love only you. I'll love you for more than a thousand years and even after I have met my end. I will attone for the harm I caused you. It doesn't matter how long it takes so long as I am in your heart again one day."

His eyes were no longer glowing, but they held promise to his pure intent. My stupid heart was beating loud and slow for him to hear. I believe him. But I won't forgive for a long time. I can never forget. But the fact that my heart is beating this way is annoying because I know that even after six long years, it still beats for him.

Love me? Hate me? That's how the long awaited chapter is ending. Don't worry, there is more to be explained and more to come. Didn't mean for the wait to be so long but I've been sleeping more than writing lately...in fact, I should have been asleep over an hour ago. So good night and leave a comment.