*Mentions blood, gore, and torture.*

Blinking her eyes open Emilia groans as she feels her wrists cramping from being held up against the wall in chains all night.

Leaning her head back she sighs and thinks of a plan. The sound of the door unlocking causes her to narrow her eyes at her father who holds a plate of food at the doorway.

He chuckles, "I hope I wasn't too rough yesterday." She ignores his comment and continues to glare at him.

Huffing he slides the plate of food in front of her, "Eat you have a big day ahead of you." She stares at him until he rolls his eyes and leaves the room. 

Her eyes fall to the plate in front of her as her stomach grumbles signaling that it needs food. She realizes that she needs her arms to be free to eat so she tugs at the chains to create a rattling sound. 

Growing frustrated she yanks at the chains which causes them to break into pieces. Smiling in satisfaction she grabs the plate and greedily gulps down the food. 

Setting the plate onto the ground she sees the full extent of her injuries. Bruises coated her skin as some cuts littered her body. 

She felt dried blood on her lips and temple, she felt disgusted at herself. She was weak and she hated feeling that way. 

Breaking the chains that were around her ankles she shakily stands up to head to the door. Black dots start to dance across her vision and she blinks them away silently wishing she won't faint. 

Standing in front of the metal door she listens to the sounds around her. She can hear her father a few doors down shouting orders at his staff. 

She can hear the heartbeats of the people as they pass by her door. The sound of their blood pumping through their veins awakens her blood lust that she didn't know she had. 

She wants them to feel the pain that she has felt for the last twenty years. The pick and prodding of needles into her skin. 

The injections that she has received, the beatings that she earned for being disobedient. And now her mate has been separated from her, the sole purpose of her beating heart is now somewhere far out of her reach. 

She hates the people who played a role in harming her, but most of all she hates her father who executed all this. He is willingly sacrificing his only daughter to be the best experiment that he has created. 

Tears roll down her freckled cheeks as she realizes how naive she was towards her father. Many times she wished for his love, maybe if she did all the things he asked then he would finally acknowledge her love for him. 

But sadly that didn't happen, she cried silently in her bed after she was thrown into her room after he got what he wanted from her. 

She was losing it as the memories of her crying came to mind. Sobs racked through her body and she places her hands over her mouth to silence her cries. 

But she was done playing the weak and naive girl, she wanted to have her revenge. A devilish smile made its way onto her pink lips, a plan was forming in her head. 

She screamed a blood-curdling scream, she knew they would hear and run to her room. She could hear the footsteps as she continued screaming. 

Keys jingled as they rushed to unlock the door to find her standing in the middle of the room. She had tear-stained cheeks that had a rosy tint to them. 

Her eyes held tears that were threatening to spill from her brown orbs. But hiding behind the tears were years of torment that she has gone through. 

She was ethereal the way she stood there gracefully, she was a painting. She was broken but not beyond repair, she still had hope and that came in the form of Lorenzo. 

They completed each other like a missing puzzle piece. 

With a smirk on her face, she roamed her eyes over her captors. Her father was there with two guards standing protectively in front of him. 

"Well hello, what brings you here to my cell father?" Emilia said while feigning innocence. He glares at her, "Why were you screaming, and why are you out of your chains?"

Shrugging her shoulders she grins as she sees his frustrated expression. "I don't have time for this guard's chain her up," Father barks out. 

"Awe are you afraid father?" Emilia pouts while batting her eyelashes. He ignores her and pushes the guards towards her. 

They walk closer to her as she stands still and grins. One of the men reaches to grab her arm but she stops it by tugging his body to her. 

She pins his arm behind his back and she stuffs her nose in his neck. She presses her lips against his ear, "I can hear your heartbeat beat faster, are you perhaps nervous?"

She chuckles and places her lips against his neck and she uses her other hand to tug his head back. He struggles in her hold but is unable to move due to how strong she is.

"Father what would you do if I kill him? Would you kill me to avenge his death?" She questions as she looks him in the eyes. 

"I could care less about that filth you have in your arms, what more important to me is that they do not kill you," Father spat. 

She was surprised at his words, "The only reason why you want me alive is to show me off as if I'm some prize to be won." 

"But seeing as you don't care for him I'll just take his life," Emilia smirks as she feels her canines grow from her gums. 

The guard struggles more as he feels her teeth graze his neck, "P-please let me go," He whimpers out. 

She stops, "Why should I when I remember years ago when you strapped me in a bed to be filled with injections. I begged you to let me go but you didn't listen so why should I let you go now?"

He stayed silent, "Exactly you deserve no mercy, everyone in this facility will die by my hands today," Emilia said as she whispered in his ear. 

She bit into his neck as he thrashed around trying to wiggle free. She bit harder and ripped a chunk of flesh from his neck. 

Spitting it out she grew her claws and stabbed it into his chest. Her hands wrapped around his heart and she pulled it out. 

It still beats as she held it in her hand and crushed it. Blood trickled from her hand and she tossed his body to the ground. 

She catches the eyes of the two men who remained present in the room with her. They stare wide-eyed at her, they were not expecting her to kill him. 

Looking at the blood on her hand she is fascinated by how it left a mark on her skin. Smirking she looks at the other guard and lunges at him which emits a scream from him. 

She plunges her arm into his chest wanting him to have a quick but painful death. Squishing his heart in her hand she glares at her father, "Don't think I forgot about you father."

He yelps and runs out the door she growls as he escapes. She chuckles and lets him run knowing she will catch him sooner or later. 

Stepping out in the hallway she catches the eyes of some of the guards and scientists. They are confused as to why she is coated in blood and has bruises that littered her body. 

Lifting a perfectly plucked eyebrow she speaks, "Listen you fools all of you here today will not see the light of day, now sound the alarms and put the facility in lockdown." 

No one moves as they are scared of the woman before them. She sighs out, "I am going to only say this once, do as I say or suffer the consequences."

Still, no one moves at they stare at her, fear in their eyes. She grabs a guard near her and rips his head off, some of the scientists scream at the gory scene. 

"Put the facility on lockdown or heads will be rolling!" Emilia yells. A guard nods and presses a red button on the wall which causes alarms to ring and metal shutters slam down on all the possible exits. 

She grins and thanks the guard and rips his heart out. 

"Now don't think all of you get to go home, no all of you here is going to die by my hands. You have all played a role in bringing me pain, you won't get mercy I can promise you that," Emilia says. 

They stare fearfully at her knowing that she will keep her promise. She shifts into a tiger and starts ripping apart some of the people that are near her. 

Screams sound throughout the hallways as she makes her way across the building. She laughs at the pain that they were in, she felt no pity as she saw their remains. 

Blood splattered the walls, handprints coated the walls as some tried to escape but failed. Limbs were thrown across the floors as limp bodies were slumped against the walls. 

Alarms rang and red-lights cast a glow to her skin. It looked like a scene from a horror movie, Emilia stood there naked with blood on her body. 

She had a devilish smile on her lips as she looked at all the bodies that littered the floor. She walked through the hallways basking in the silence of it, she came to the hallway where her father resided at.

She saved the best for last and she couldn't wait to hear his screams of pain. She noticed a group of guards that stood in front of her father's office.

Tilting her head she knew her father was in his office hiding like a coward. He hid in his office as his guards protected him but not for long as he will be alone with no one to help him. 

Shifting into her tiger form she lunges at the guards who shot tranquilizers at her. She dodges them and jumps onto them ripping them apart. 

Now standing back into her human form she pants and held a hand to her side. She was injured severely but she did not let that stop her. 

She looks at her naked body and looks around to see if she spots any clothes. There was a white coat that lay on the bloody floor. 

Picking it up she puts it on and buttons up the coat. It reaches her mid-thigh and she sighs and tries to find pants but had no luck. 

She shrugs and heads to the door of her father's office. Limping her way to the door she slams it open to hear his heartbeat increase dramatically. 

Chuckling she speaks, "Father your little dogs are no more, I single-handedly killed them all it took me hours but it was worth it. You father dearest are the last one alive besides me in this building." 

His heartbeat sounds as if it will leap out from his chest. She smirks to herself and she can smell the fear that rolls off him in waves. 

"But where could you be father?" She says and looks around knowing exactly where he was at. 

He was her mouse and she was the cat, she is toying with her food. And he knows it as he breathes heavily. 

"Are you under here?" She questions as she looks under the desk. Finding it empty she kicks it and it thuds against the wall while breaking into pieces. 

Seeing a closet she walks up to it and taps her fingers against the wood. "Are you in here father?" Opening it she smirks as she sees it empty and yanks it from the wall. 

It breaks in smithereens as she pushes it away from herself. "Are you in the bathroom father?" She questions out. 

The sound of his heartbeat increases and she gets her answer. Thump, thump the sound of his heartbeat gets louder as she nears the bathroom door. 

Wrapping her hand around the doorknob she opens the door slowly, wanting him to panic even more as he hears the creak of the door. 

Thump, thump the sound of his heartbeat speeds up as she closes the door behind her. Click, the sound of the lock echos through the quiet room. 

Going to the shower curtain she wraps her hand around the fabric and rips it off. Thump, thump, thump there her father stood with a knife in his hands. 

He slashes at her face and she yelps out in pain. Blood pours through her wound as her left eye blurs from the blood that enters it. 

Growling she rips the knife from his grasp and flings it to the wall. It gets stuck, and she wraps her hand around his throat squeezing slightly, "You don't know how long I have waited for this day father." 

She grins as she watches his face turn blue from the lack of oxygen. Releasing him from her hold, he falls to the floor and heaves in as much oxygen as he can.

She yanks his head up and grins at him, "Father you will finally feel the pain that I have been in since the moment I was created. You will pay for your crimes but it will be slowly and painfully"

He stares at her in fear, "But I am your creator you can't harm me!" She laughs as tears sprung her eyes, "You have got to be joking." 

She wipes the tears and notices his serious expression, "Oh-wait you're serious, oh wow now you're playing the victim." 

"Father, what am I to you?" She questions. "My creation," He says. 

Tears well up in her eyes, "I would have had mercy on you but those two words suggest otherwise." 

"I'm you're daughter, your DNA is what makes up half of me. And the other half belongs to my mother that you killed, does that mean anything to you?" She says as she searches his eyes to see any emotion. 

Instead, once again her heart shatters as she sees no love hiding in his eyes. Disapointment fills her heart, "It doesn't, and that's what hurts the most is seeing my own father see me as nothing but an experiment." 

He stares at her dread filling him, he doesn't want to die because he has not fulfilled his plans. He wants to be the greatest scientist ever but he can't be that if he is dead. 

"Thank you for proving to me you are the worst father ever, now you will pay for your crimes as I watch you wither in pain," She whispers as tears fall down her cheeks. 

His eyes widen as he hears his fate, he tries to reason with Emilia but she ignores his cries and pleas. Instead, she caresses his head and he leans into her touch but he felt pain erupting from his scalp. 

"Stop playing innocent!" She yells as she slams his head into the floor below him. He went out cold as blood dripped from his nose. 

She softly panted as she laid against the wall, she brought her knees closer to her body. Laying her head on top of her knees she cried. 

Covered in blood she cried tears of joy, soon no one from this facility will be alive. Her father would have a painful death as he was the one who has made her suffer the most. 

Wiping her tears and blood from her eye she stood up, grabbing onto her father's waist she hoisted him up over her shoulder. She walked with him to the same cell where he had her in, dumping his body to the ground she grabbed chains to wrap around his wrists. 

He groans and shifts his body but he doesn't wake up. He laid slumped in the middle of the room, Emilia grabbed the end of the chain and pulled so he was hanging from the ceiling. 

Twisting the end of a chain around a metal pole in the room she tugs the chain to make sure it is secured around the pole. Walking in front of him Emilia smacks her hand on his cheek to wake him up. 

He wakes up gasping, he looks around him wildly, "W-hat?" He sputters out. 

"Howdy," Emilia smirks as she waves at him. Trying to move he feels the chains that restrain him from moving, "What is this let me go!"  He yells out with spit flying out. 

She makes a disgusted look as she sees him panic and grab onto the chain to release himself. 

"Why should I let you go when you kept me here for twenty years? Why should I show you mercy when you did the same thing to me?" Emilia questions as she walks around him. 

She trails a clawed finger on his chest and digs her finger where his heart is at. He gasps in pain, "B-because as your father I command you-" 

She cuts him off, "As far as I know I have no father, to me you are just another useless person in this world so I must get rid of you."

Extending her claws on her fingers she slashes his stomach and watches as blood drips onto the floor. He screams in pain and Emilia rolls her eyes at his dramatic show. 

Walking to his back she rips his shirt off from his torso and grabs a whip that was on a metal table. Playing around with it she sees her father trembling in fear, "Don't be afraid this will be over soon, after all, you earned this." 

She chuckles as she sees his form tense up as he recognizes the words that she uttered. Before he would punish her he would say those exact words to her. 

She could remember the fear that coursed through her veins as she could hear the words ring in her ears. 

Pulling her hand away she brought her arm back down to swing the whip on his back. He howled in pain as she did it over and over again. 

She sliced the skin creating many gashes on his pale back. Panting she throws the whip and limps to see his face that had tears rolling down his cheeks.

"How does it feel father to receive the same treatment you did on me countless times. It hurts, doesn't it? It feels as if there is a fire in your veins that is slowly killing you." Emilia whispered. 

He glares at her and she raises her eyebrows, "Don't look at me like that father." Putting a clawed finger on her chin she gets an idea.

"For you to remember me by father," She says as she writes words into his skin. He screams and shakes his body to try to remove her from him but she does not budge as she sinks her claws in his shoulder to hold him in place. 

Emilia was here is what it reads on his stomach. She smirks in satisfaction and breaks both of his legs so he won't be able to escape. 

Walking away from his body she takes a look at her handiwork, there he was with blood pouring from his wounds. 

He looks defeated as bruises were scattered on his skin and he hangs his head down. His legs stick up at odd angles to show that they are indeed broken. 

"You're dying father and there is nothing you can do about it, you will have a painful death. And you will rot in hell where you belong, I'm leaving and you can't stop me even if you tried." She says as she wipes her hands on the once clean lab coat. 

She holds a hand to her side and whispers three words that will forever haunt him, "I love you." 

Darkness submerges him whole as he is left behind to decay slowly. The sound of the door locking makes it known to him that he won't be able to go anywhere. 

He screams and it echos through the silent building, Emilia smiles sadly as she hears his gut-wrenching scream. 

She is finally free, there is no one to order her around anymore. She limps her way to the house where she and Lorenzo stay. 

Seeing the cabin up ahead she grins hoping that maybe Lorenzo was inside waiting for her. But her smile drops as she doesn't see any life in the house and she sighs and makes her way inside. 

Stepping into the shower she softly smiles as she feels the warm water run down her body. Finishing up quickly she dresses up and finds the first-aid kit to stitch up her wounds. 

Wrapping gauze around her waist and temple she secures it by placing a piece of tape on it. Laying down in bed she thinks back to what she did to all the people in the lab, she looks at her hands to know that she has blood on them. 

Figuratively and physically they were soaked in the blood of all those people. She should feel remorse but she doesn't she feels nothing. 

Putting her hands down she closes her eyes to hear the sounds of the night. Owls hoot, crickets crip, and leaves rustle as the wind howls. 

The sounds lull her to sleep as she dreams of her mate. 

*How did you guys like the chapter? It took me forever to update this book sorry, I have been lazy I can't lie😔✌But hopefully I am forgiven:)Have a great day or night and stay safe.*