Violet Scarlett by Beky Cybille (best biographies to read .txt) 📕

“Yep. It’s definitely him” I was brought back from my thoughts.

 I looked and saw the alpha I was having a stare down with holding the letter and examining it. “Well open it” one alpha assured. Idiots what if it was a bomb or poison or a plot to kill you. Just because he only kills rogues and 'protects' your packs doesn't mean that he is as good as you think.

“Dear Alpha's” the alpha started reading.

Hope you're having fun at your meeting. Though I doubt it, as all the alphas in the world together in one place there's bound to be arguments.

As you know, I have been going around killing rogues. Some ignorant Alpha's have been trying to catch me these past years. I do not care the reason, whether you want to know my identity or want me to join your pack, I decline. So stop your search unless you want to end up with dead members like a certain alpha.

 I balled my fist in anger at that while everyone glanced at me.

You don’t have to view me as a threat to your pack, let me have my fun. You wouldn't want me to play with your packs.

So you stay out of my way, I'll stay out of yours. It’s for the best. I can pass through your territories peacefully without any interruptions- not that I'm not already doing it- and you all go on with your peaceful lives.

It’s not like you don’t benefit from it anyway. While I have my fun with these rogues, you all get much less disturbances from the rogues. Even as I pass through your territory, I eliminate some groups who have passed your defenses; oh by the way your defense needs improvement along with your choice on who you put your trust in.

So consider this a peace treaty or so between us. You stay out of my way and I yours. I get to have my fun and kill as many rogues as I want and pass through your territories in peace, possibly saving your packs.

How he’s talking about taking lives just for fun, for sport is disgusting.

If any of you ignore this warning I will know. I won’t punish all of you for one’s mistake. That would be so cruel. Trust me, you don’t want to get in my way, I’m capable of many things, which you never thought was possible. Do not test me

Protects our packs huh, our savior. I thought sarcastically at that last sentence.

“So how about it Alphas?”

“Signed VS” the alpha finished reading.

“Still think he is not a threat?” I sneered.

The alpha ignored me and turned asking “who gave you this” towards the man who brought the letter.

“Oh it was…..” he started confidently trailing off looking confused. “It was...” he trailed off, his confident tone turned into confusion.

“It was?” another Alpha pushed. I don't blame him. This could be the only lead to find this mysterious rogue, I'm hoping to know too. Maybe then I can find him easily and have my revenge.

“I don’t remember” The man stated wide eyed.

“What do you mean by you don’t remember?” I growled in frustration. This is like the hearing all over again. Explanations unable to be found.

“I-I don’t remember” he stammered under all our gazes. “It’s like the memory of that moment and that person is gone” he shook his head.

“I don’t remember who gave it to me or when? All I remember is running up to you to give you the letter, when I saw the symbol on it” he said thinking hard.

“I don’t remember” he whispered looking defeated. I saw the alpha sniffing the letter. “No scent either” He stared wide eyed at the letter.

I was in shock, the whole room deadly silent.

Then I remembered the rogue’s words in the letter.

Trust me, you don’t want to get in my way. I’m capable of many things, which you never thought was possible.

Violet

The past years have been eventful.

You could say I've been having lots of fun. Don't believe me? You can ask half the people who are in their afterlife.

For the past year, I've been practicing my powers and training with Derek while we moved around and abut. You can say I'm well known, yet not so well known.

Everyone knows of ‘THE rogue’ who has been killing other rogues and guilty pack members and traitors. Yet they don’t know how I look like, heck they think I'm a man. You can say the ones who encountered me, didn't really live to tell the tale. Unless you can talk to the dead, you won’t know how I look like or the fact I’m a girl.

Those fools think that I have been helping them and protecting their packs. Please, I'm only doing this for myself. Killing makes me feel better and alive.

I really couldn't go after the packs or I'll be on the most wanted list, and it'll be harder to get by so no, thank you.

For the past year, I've been losing it.

Rejection was taking its toll on me. I got over being raped (Not really) but I got over the flinching and hatred over most rogue males. But back to the rejection.

 Derek could do nothing but watch as I was sucked into darkness. I've been numb for some time now. I barely feel, if I do it’s mostly sadness anger and hate.

My all so faithful mate hasn't been helping either. Pretty much every damn night I feel him screwing a girl, then it turned into like a three times a day.

I remember the first time I felt it, my wolf and I both went into frenzy killing spree. It also happened to be when we were near a pack of rogues…..

It doesn't hurt much anymore, no it didn't start hurting less if anything it hurt much more but like I said, I've become numb.

I remember the day he marked and mated someone else (Which I bet was Paige) the pain was too much my body shut down. I woke up, and my wolf and I were seething, we went on a massacre, killing anyone in our paths. Even Derek couldn't come near me.

Mate. The cause of all my problems. If I even hear that word, I can’t help but kill. Yeah it’s a touchy subject and not just to me.

Derek finally opened up, telling me his pack was wiped out by a pack of rogues. His mate was killed in that attack, but not before he found out about the affair with his soon to be alpha.

I guess you could say we are both mate less and no we don’t or didn't hook up. That would be way weird, he’s like a brother to me, keeping me in check and all. Plus girls fall at his feet.

The word mate brings out similar emotions to both of us. Whenever I encounter mates I torture them. I make them watch their mates get tortured. I kill them slowly and painfully showing my hate for the other mates. They disgust me.

Derek’s given up on trying to get me to stop.

But deep down I wish I could have someone like that. To love me unconditionally and to protect me. But mine- turned me into the monster I am now.

“You gave them the letter” Derek asked as we walked through the town as we just came from the alpha meeting the alphas were having.

“Yeah, I gave it to a random pack member to deliver it without any memory of me of course” I chuckled.

Yeah we were eaves dropping.

Not like they were doing anything to catch us. I hid our smell and our presence. Yes there are many other things I can do, like shift back with clothes still intact. A blessing. Don’t ask why it didn't work when I first shifted. Guess it was because it was my first shift.

Back to the present.

We were listening to the alphas, during their meeting. It took all I had to hold, myself and my wolf from killing our so call mate. It worked because I know, if we are ever going to kill him I will make him and his pack suffer.

I also can’t believe these fools. They think I only kill rogues to protect them.

Please anything I do is for my own personal gain, the sweet Violet who puts others first is long gone. The only one I'll put myself before is Derek. He is the only one who I actually show the minimum emotions, I still have left. He’s my rock, my grip to sanity.

During the meeting I decided to use the opportunity to write a letter. Like I said, some ignorant alphas like my so called mate are trying to find me and it’s getting really hard not to butcher them.

So I sent them a warning and a 'peace' treaty or so, call it whatever you want. Like I said all for my own personal gain.

“So where else do you want to go?” Derek asked as we walked towards the woods. I'm certain the alphas will try and catch me before I'm gone. Especially my so call mate, he is still looking for revenge for his precious trackers.

He makes me sick.

“I've always wanted to go to Florida” I shrugged. ‘That would be nice, the breeze, the beach, the kills’ my wolf stated with longing. I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics. We have bonded so much, that and she rubs off on me very much. She helped me become the person I am today, the total opposite of who I once was.

Seriously, right now I'm thinking of the breeze, the beach the kills. Oh the kills, I feel bloodlust surfacing.

“The sunrise pack and the sea breeze packs are there” he stated snapping me out of my trance. Gee thanks for the bloodlust I'm now feeling. ‘You’re welcome’ she chuckled. I rolled my eyes and thought about what Derek just told me. Who names there packs? Even I will admit the Tritan pack sounds better than those two.

Anyway as long as it’s not my old packs territory and those packs, I'm good. I have avoided those territories at all cost.

“Well let’s go. But by air or by sea?” I asked him. We have been 'making' money. In other words our victim’s money, which with my amount of victims makes us quite rich.

“Air” he answered. “Well let’s rent a car and get out of here” I said as I walked out of the woods to find rental cars. We were in Cuba right now. I don’t know why, they chose the meeting this year to be held here.

I sighed inwardly.

How my life has changed drastically.

I've become numb and a bloodthirsty monster. I wonder.....

Will anyone will be able to pull me out of the darkness I've been sucked into.