Don't Howl Mr. Mate Or You Die

Chapter 4- The Middle Word

4 Don't Howl Mr. Mate Or You Die       

Chapter 4- The Middle Word       

Xavier P.O.V      

"All right guys so I want this plan in action by the end of the night and I want this women before the night of tomorrow, so you two better not disappoint me," I said to them in my loud booming Alpha voice.

They both nodded their heads and I smiled from the inside happy that my pack was so obedient. The two boys left as I turned around myself and walked into my office.  

I looked around the room for any changes that had been done and yes, someone had been here in my office, fiddled with few of the photos in the room. My books on the left side of the coffee colored shelf were all neatly put in place and numbered and so were the magazines on my heavy duty brown table.   I admired my simple but costly, designed office, before going and grabbing the brown color lather chair behind the desk. As I stumbled into my chair tiredly, I opened up my laptop and soon regretted it as I look at the desktop pic.  

It was my family pic. It was taken when I was only 7 years old and my other siblings were 3 years old, I looked at the pic and remembered the amazing summers we all used to have before my 14 birthday. I looked at the pic carefully and I couldn’t help but admire my amazing parents.   Their big grins and happy mood could easily be spotted and understood at the very moment if anyone saw this pic, but of course no one could see this pic because everyone thought that I had moved on after their deaths but they were all wrong I couldn’t help, but not move on, it was like every time I took a step to forget about them, I felt as if I was forgiving the killer.  

And that I cannot do. so for the past 6 years of my life I struggled with my parents death but finally I was putting an end to this, I have found the killer and I will kill them right before myself before I put myself at peace. The revenge that burnt in me killed me to the core every day.  

The killer or murder of my family was a young girl named 'Katie', I know her name because she had whispered it to me before my very eyes she killed my two siblings and my parents, I could still remember her cold hard eyes and stiff body, I could also image her with a wicked grin staring at me.  

The thing that kills me inside is that why would she tell me her name. Also to top it off not kill me, I thought she was an Assassin and the killer that she was known for, but I guess I was proved wrong when she jumped out that big window in the living room that night of my seventeen-birthday.   My tired body stuttered in disgust as I thought about all that blood that she had on her small body. I could tell she was no more than 14 in age.

  I couldn’t help but think now how skillfully she killed my very own parents and I remember how I stood in the corner in pure shock as she flipped on to her back and then pulled a shinny but small beast out of her waist pocket, I looked closer to see a gun and before I could reach my 3 year old siblings she had grabbed them and then thrown them out the window which she had entered from, and then she pulled the trigger two times hitting my father and mother in the heart.  

I was numb and she enjoyed seeing me fall to the ground in shock and sadness, but something that lingered in her blazing green eyes still gets to me till this day, still after 6 years I was thinking of the girl and soon that girl became the almost the top Assassin and killer in the werewolf, vampire and humans world. Then I couldn't help but search for her, was it for revenge or for other reasons I don’t know which one it is but I guess I don’t need a reason for to wish seeing her death. I will kill her softly and slowly and laugh as she would cry for her life.