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The fucking Order. Full of their god’s love and his hatred of vampires.

They’ve committed countless atrocities over the last two millennia. Their barbaric nature far surpassing ours.

What they’ve done to Alena is unthinkable.Poisoningher to spite love.

Such vile cruelty goes above and beyond anything we’ve seen before.

I should have realized the smell was like Isaac’s. The human hunter who tried to save Chloe.

He fed on blood, too.

Chloe’s blood.

It was supposed to give him protection from us.

We beat him, we maimed him, and yet he healed.

They used Chloe’s blood as a weapon.

And the same has been done to Alena. They’ve used someone’s blood to weaponize her against me.

My body is in motion.

I know not what it does as I silently wage war across my own mind. My beast stripped me of the power I had over him the moment I smelled the vile odor seeping from her wound.

I try pushing through the red veil of rage, but only fragments of bloody scenes pierce my brain.

I’ve hurt humans. I’ve mangled them.

And I’ve taken their lives.

But it’s not enough to sate my wrath.

I want to destroy the whole fucking world.

Words or emotions, I can’t tell which, are pushed at me sporadically.

Telling me to calm. To cage the raging monster.

But there’s nothing I can do to stop him.

The memory of Alena’s face flashes over and over again. The look of disgust and hurt. She loathes my existence…

And why wouldn’t she?

But I miss and crave her even now.

Crave to touch her. To feel her silken skin against mine.

I’ve never seen true beauty like hers before. Flawless in both its perfections and imperfections.

That little scar on her lip… the way it curved just a fraction… Even now I can remember the way it transfixed me.

But I’ve hurt her.

I hurt her with my words and disgusted her.

Disgusted her with my cowardice.