The Hybrid King and His Hidden Mate

Dante Loses Control

Dante

It's time. I am thoroughly going to enjoy watching Drako kill the last of his godforsaken race. He is currently chained up and frothing at the mouth. He is hungry, and I have a huge pile of meat sitting in front of him that is just out of his reach.

What he doesn't realize or even smell is the scent of lycan on the meat. No. I know what you're thinking, but it is none of his people. During the night, I found one of the weaker female lycans and pushed my power over her and for her to fûck me.

While she was under my control, I took a few extra minutes to get hair and blood samples. I wanted the smell to be on the meat so that when Drako attacks that meat, he will smell lycan and want to eat more. Of course, the injection that I will give him will help as well.

It is a berserker potion. Once I inject that into his veins, he will go berserk and want to kill anything that has the scent I give him.

"Hungry. Want. Food. Now." Drako growled viciously. I walked over to him, and he growled lowly, "You dare growl at your Master, dog? Perhaps I shall throw the food away and not give you the surprise I had for you, my obedient little dog." I said, turning and walking towards the door.

"Sean, sedate the dog. He obviously isn't hungry." I snapped impatiently. "Yes, Master." Sean said and began walking toward Drako. "NO! I'm sorry, Master. Please, please don't sedate me. I am so hungry, please let me eat. I'll do anything to be able to eat." He whimpered softly.

I turned around and smirked triumphantly, "Is that so? Anything you say?" I walked slowly towards him and pulled out the remaining samples I had of the female lycan. I opened the vial and waved it under his nose.

Drako groaned loudly and licked his lips, "That smells so exquisite. I want some of whatever that is." I left it under his nose and spoke with a very dangerous and low voice,

"There is plenty of that out in the woods. In fact, there are so many out there that I want you to kill them all. I will let you eat to your hearts content as long as you kill all the Lycans in the forest."

"Lycans?" He said and shook his head. I grabbed his snout and looked him in the eyes as I pushed my mind control onto him. "Look me in the eyes, dog. You are a dog. My dog. Don't you ever forget it. Repeat that." I snapped out.

His eyes were glazed over, and he spoke slowly, "I'm a dog. Your dog." He said in a monotone voice. "Yes, that's my good dog. You will kill every lycan in that forest. I don't care whether they are man, woman, or child. You will rip them to pieces and make sure they are dead. Do you understand me? You only live to please me." I said as I cupped the sides of his snout.

"Kill them all. I live to please you master." I chuckled darkly and patted his head, "No matter what any of them say, you will obey me, and only me. I am your God, Drako. You don't breathe unless I give you permission."

I stepped back and nodded for Sean to open the back door that led to the grounds outside, which led to the forest. I snapped my fingers, and Drako blinked his eyes a few times, coming out of the trance I placed him under.

I grabbed the syringe with the berserker potion and looked at Sean. "Unlock the door and leave it open, then leave." Sean nodded and did what he was ordered. Once I removed the IVs from Drako, I unlocked him from the wall mechanism.

"Wait... I must give this to you first, then you may eat. Remember dog. Every last one." I snatched his arm and jabbed the syringe into his arm and injected the liquid.

Within seconds, his eyes glazed over and turned bright red. He lunged for the meat and tore through it like he hadn't eaten in weeks. Then I threw the vial towards the door, breaking it. Drako's head snapped at the sound, and his nose began sniffing frantically as he howled hungrily and rushed out the door.

I quietly walked outside and began hearing screams and howls of agonizing pain.

"Drako. Your majesty. What are you-"The sound of bones crunching and skin tearing brought a satisfied grin to my face. Over and over, I could hear the begging and pleading for loved ones and the cries of betrayal.

Four hours later, the forest was in complete silence. I saw the shape of someone crawling back toward the mansion. The smell of blood was so strong that my fangs elongated, and I was immediately thirsty. My throat felt parched like I hadn't drunk for days. Hêll... a month. What the fûck?

The shadow emerged, and Drako came into sight. He was torn up badly and bleeding profusely from his arm and leg. "Master. I need help. Please." He groaned painfully and reached out his hand to me. I don't know what came over me, but I knelt down and fisted the hair on his head pulling it to the side and before I could control myself I sank my fangs into his neck and began sucking his blood deeply.

He tried to push me away, but he was already weak from the injections I had given him, not to mention all the wounds he had received killing his own people, and he was unable to hold me back. My eyes rolled back as I continued drinking deeply. His blood was delicious , and I couldn't control myself.

"Ma..s..ter.. p-please...I.." Drako whispered roughly. I felt his body going limp, and it snapped me back to reality. Shît. I almost killed him. My eyes widened with horror. I released him and backed away as I began breathing heavily from shock. I wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my trembling hand.

"What the fûck just happened?" I said to myself out loud. I have never lost control like that. Well, I almost did with Cassandra one time, but I was able to get a hold of myself

There was definitely something special about Drako and his daughter Cassandra.

I will find out why, even if it kills me, but I'm going to do everything in my power to make dâmned sure I don't.

I want that power, and it will be mine.

No. Matter. What.