The Werewolf's Vampire Mate - Chapter 646 - Spread Love

Chapter 646 – Spread Love

Alanis 

"Leave and we won't call the cops. You have a chance to just walk away right now.'' 

I haven't even done anything to them. 

We are just having a conversation. Why are they so fucking terrified?

"What if I don't want to leave? what if I am not don't with this conversation?'' I ask him calmly.

I am so calm through this situation because I know what I came for. I know why I am here. 

"Do you know that your son hurt mine? did he tell you that?" 

His eyes open wide, not from shock. there is something else in his eyes. I just don't know what it is. I don't care about what he feels right now. I don't care about anything that concerns this man. 

"I have a right to tell my son who he can be friends with,'' he scowls at me angrily. 

He is right. 

"Yes, you do,'' I tell him, stopping in front of him. my hands reach for his face. I have half a mind to just kill him. I don't want to but there is just a part of me that is so upset. So upset that I am contemplating murder.

I won't do it. 

But I want to. 

'You have a right to do that but when your son calls my son names and hurts him. I get angry and I don't like it when I get angry.'' I am holding his face in my grip and it is not a gentle grip. 

Somehow, I want to see him bleed. 

He can't fight me back. 

As long as I have this control. He can't fight me back. 

"What is he talking about honey. Why would you tell Max that?" his wife asks. There are tears in her eyes. She looks scared and I am pretty sure she just wants this to end. 

"You know what they are. You know the kind of influence their son will give ours. I couldn't let that happen,'' he turns to his wife and I let him, slowly letting go of his face. 

His eyes are cruel. 

His words nonetheless. 

"Why would you tell Max that?" she asks again. 

He frowns "I don't want him to be like them. I don't want him exposed to that lifestyle.'' 

His wife doesn't seem to even know anything. 

So, he did this all on his own. so, he should be the one to hurt. "What are talking about Bill. I don't understand this.'' she is desperate to understand his words. 

I am desperate to hurt him. 

"You know they are gay. You saw them during the open day. You saw how they didn't even care that they were around children. How they were flaunting it all in front of everyone.'' 

Flaunting it all in front of everyone?

The only thing I remember doing on the last open day was holding Beau's hands and the kiss on his cheek. There was nothing explicit. I didn't even do what I would usually do to him. 

"What did you tell Max.'' 

I wait. 

He shakes his head "Nothing that he didn't need to hear,'' he looks away from her and back to me 'You have a problem with me because I hate your kind. Tell that to half the population. You can't come to every one of our houses. You can't bully us to accept you and your disgusting lifestyle,'' he spits out angrily. 

"You are right, I can't possibly find all the fucking homophobes of the world but I can try. I have all the time in the world." 

I reach for him this time and my hand wraps around his neck as I pull him off the bed. He cries out as I keep my hand around his neck until his back is to the wall "I could kill you right now and no one would know it was me. I could kill you and no one would fucking care or remember." 

I feel my eyes glow. The heat within me from the anger I am feeling. I don't care that I am showing myself to him. 

"What are you?'' he manages in between struggling to breathe. 

A smile sprawls on my face "Oh, I am the monster that you said I was.'' I reach for him sinking my teeth into his neck as his wife screams. I don't stop as I make him hurt. This is not for my pleasure; this is for his pain. 

Human beings are terrible. 

They are selfish and self-destructive. 

All through our conversation, he knew that I was upset. He knew that he was wrong but not once did even show remorse. His hate is so strong that he would rather bet his life on it. 

He would rather die than apologize for hurting my son. 

He would rather remain a hater than show regret. 

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I get back to the house and sure enough, Beau is standing in front of the door. He is drenched too from the rain. 

I expected that he would be here when I got home. He is dressed in a pair of black jeans and a white tee. There is a frown on his face. he is upset with me right now but I expected that too. 

"Hi,'' I smile. 

He doesn't answer me as he walks away from me and to the direction of the room. He wanted me to come home, I am home now and he is still angry. 

Deep down, he knows that I didn't kill that family but he needs me to confirm it. he is angry. 

I follow him slowly as I watch him enter our room. I don't, I walk into the kids' room and they are asleep. Colm won't remember this day because I will make sure that I only show him love. That the people around him only show him, love. I will dim the hate he got today with all the love I can give him. 

I will make sure of that for as long as I live.