Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)-Chapter 172: To Be Like Me

Trigger Warning; Sensitive conversation on Sexual Assault

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Calisí;

What’s the fastest way to a man’s heart, darling?" I question, and she raises a brow at me.

I giggle as I walk back towards the trembling man who has started passing out, and waking back up only to pass out again in a pathetic circle.

"The way to a man’s heart is through his...?" I ask again as I turn to look at the girl, and she raises a brow.

"His stomach?" She replies, and my smirk turns into a grin.

"Your mama taught you that?" I question, and she nods.

"Well... the woman was right," I reply as I place my bare feet against the bastard’s head.

"The way to a man’s heart is indeed through his stomach," I add as I hold out a hand, and my mana crackles as a sharp, blade made completely of mana materialises.

I grin at the man beneath me, and as his eyes lock with mine, my smile vanishes.

"You just need to remember to stab upward!" I grunt as I shove the blade into his stomach.

He groans, but I’m not done.

"Make sure to really get in there, to reach the heart," I add as I drag the blade higher and to the left till I feel his heart sliced into two.

He slumps and I grin as life leaves him.

I turn to the three little girls at the side, and I smile at them.

"Come," I call, and they look amongst themselves, not trusting me.

"I won’t hurt you. Come on..." I coo, and the Heardkin child cautiously walks up to me.

She stands beside me and I turn to face her.

"Have you killed before?" I question and the girl looks at all the bodies littered around us before looking back at me.

She shakes her head in negation, and I smile.

I take her small hands in my bloody ones, completely coating her hands with blood in the process and she looks up at me with worried eyes.

"A time will come when you’ll have to kill. In life, you either eat, or get eaten. When that time comes... don’t be scared to hurt those who hurt you. Don’t try to do the right thing. Just... protect yourself." I speak, and she blinks at me.

"Look..." I whisper as I hold up her bloody hands for her to see.

"There’s already blood on your hands. When next you need to protect yourself... Remember this feeling. Don’t stop until your hands are clammy... and sticky like this. That’s how you know you’ve done a good job." I add, and I watch as her fear slowly melts away, replaced with fascination.

"The next time someone tries to hurt me, I’ll spill his blood. I won’t get eaten. I’ll eat!" She replies, and I smile proudly. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Aye... you’re so smart. It’s too cute!" I exclaim, and she giggles.

The other little girls walk cautiously over to us and hold their hands out to me.

Understanding their requests, I take their hands in mine, also smearing their little hands with blood.

I smile at the children, and the other smile nervously at me.

They don’t trust me yet. That’s good. Wise.

Trust is a luxury one shouldn’t be able to afford.

"I thought witches were evil." A voice breaks the silence, and when I turn around, I find that it’s the older girl that’s spoken.

I stand up and stare at the young girl, and she eyes me as she speaks.

"Vicious, wicked, cruel... Our kind has taught us all our lives to be wary of witches and wizards. Yet you... a witch... saved us from our own kind. Why?" She adds, and I place a hand on my waist as I stare at the gorgeous young girl.

It’s no wonder these men took her. Beauty like this would pull monsters from all over.

"People are what you allow them to be," I speak and she raises a brow at me.

"Your actions, reactions, what you permit, and what you don’t... they dictate what the people around you would be," I add and she blinks in silence.

"Whose actions permitted you to be this way. To kill without remorse?" She questions, and my heart drops.

That one question sends an avalanche of emotions down my mind, and I fist my fingers tightly to grab hold of whatever mental anchor I can find.

"You’re the most powerful woman I know, Calisí. My vicious little thunderstorm." Avaren’s words repeat in my head and I hold on to them.

Choosing them over the memories that just broke loose.

"Go down, Eastward and in two days you will end up at Gravemaw. You should find some supplies there and head home." I finally speak as I turn my back on them, and just as I make to walk away, the older girl speaks again.

"I want to be like you." Her words make me freeze, and I turn back to look at her.

"To fight for myself. To defend myself. Such power... such grace... I want... to be like you." She continues and I cut her off.

"You can’t be like me."

"You can try... But to so much as scratch the surface," I continue, and she blinks at me.

"You’d have to... Get rapped by your brother in front of your parents cause he tried protecting you from kidnappers and they would kill your entire family if he didn’t rape you. You’d have to watch your kidnappers burn your entire family alive while you get gang raped by the bandits who raided your clan." I speak and I watch her face fall.

"Then you’d have to get pregnant from the ordeal, not know who the father is, lose the baby and get your womb taken out at a pleasure district so pregnancy never becomes an issue. Then you..." I continue, but she cuts me off.

"All this... happened to you?"

I pause and tilt my head as I stare at her.

"Mm-hmm," I reply with a nod, and her jaw drops as she looks me up and down.

"If you want to be like me, I need to hand you the guidebook." I add, and she takes a deep breath.

"Fine... I can not be like you. So, help me stop other girls from having to become like you." she says, and I smile.

"Use the gift you’ve been given. Don’t hide it. I suffered because I was too scared to be brave. Don’t be like me, dear. Sanity is beautiful when you don’t know what madness is."