“What exactly happened at the dungeons last night?”
“We don’t know sire, when we resumed this morning all we found were the guards sleeping and one of the cells opened, inside laid the dead body of the prisoner we arrested yesterday; the one who claimed to be the messenger.”
“I see, and… what was the cause of his death? How are you sure he wasn’t just sleeping like the guards?”
“He wasn’t sire, he was stabbed deeply in the heart, we were able to tell even without spotting the wound, his body was white and pale; all form of life had been drained from him.”
“Oh! Who could do such a horrible thing? Yes… he was evil but no one deserves to die like that!” Samara, who stood beside Walden, wailed openly upon hearing the news; she appeared to be as shocked as Walden was.
“I don’t know,” Walden answered. “But… whoever it was that did this didn’t want me to find out something that messenger probably knew, and I KNOW that the killer isn’t far from here.”
“Of course! No one would have been able to sneak into the packhouse in the middle of the night, especially from outside the border… Oh Walden! I fear this could only mean one thing…”
“Yes,” Walden affirmed, like he was reading Samara’s thoughts. “It means we have a traitor in our midst.”
“This is the last thing I wanted to happen!! Especially with the signs of war we’ve been seeing all around! We have to do something quick to expose this traitor!”
“I’m working on it…” Walden began to order the guards, “bury the body, and double our defenses around the pack house, at the dungeons, the gates, and at the borders, most importantly, be on alert for any suspicious movements, especially from those who regularly leave the city. We must not rest until we find this traitor.”
The guards bowed, “yes sire, we will work hard to expose this person.”
Alpha Walden then dismissed them and turned to Samara, “when I find this person, I’ll make them regret the day I ever became their alpha.”
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Alpha Damian stared into the full-length mirror standing in front of him, he was shirtless, observing his features, the one which stood out the most were the huge battle scars that ran down his chest, it’s a part of himself he’s always hated for people to see; a part of himself he’s always disgusted with.
The door of his room suddenly swung open and Katrina barged in mannerlessly, she’d come to the alpha at the wrong time because now, he wasn’t in the mood to welcome anyone into his chambers.
“What are you doing here?” He scowled at her, quickly grabbing a rumpled shirt nearby to cover his scars.
Katrina looked away, already knowing how much alpha Damian hated for people to see those parts of his skin. “Oh…um I’m sorry…” she muttered.
“Get out!”
“Alpha Damian….”
“Get out Katrina! I won’t repeat myself again!” He turned away from her and began to put on his shirt.
She was about to turn to leave, but something stopped her… what if? What if she tried for once to push through those barriers alpha Damian always placed around himself? What if…? Damn the consequences… She then turned back and approached him, trying to engage him in a calm, soothing voice… ”
“Alpha Damian, I’m sorry for barging in, but I only came because you forgot about our dinner plans tonight…”
“Katrina….”
“Alpha Damian, please! I’m begging you… please, don’t neglect me! Just this once….” She stopped short upon seeing that he had turned again to glare at her strongly.
He didn’t know where this sudden boldness from Katrina came from all of a sudden, but then he saw the desperation in her eyes, he realized then that she was right, he HAD been treating her badly. He calmed himself, just once, he decided to tolerate her.
“I’m sorry Katrina… I’ve just been carried away by the happenings of the past few days…”
“It’s about the one who claims to be the princess, isn’t it? I knew she was a liar the minute I saw her… you don’t really believe that piece of crap, do you? I mean, hmmm…. Even I can see right though her, she’s nothing but a fraud, it’s been three days already and her supposed “lover” hasn’t even come, I think it’s best for you to do what needs to be done…”
“Katrina….” Only one word, and the tone he gave her sent the clear message that if she didn’t stop talking, he’ll find a way to mute her by force.
Maybe making mentions of the princess annoyed him… well, she wouldn’t give up on trying to break through those walls, she decided to change the topic, moving closer towards him.
“I’m sorry… I just felt bad that you bailed on me…. You’ve been postponing all our dinner plans; we couldn’t have it the other day because you were so busy in court…” when that girl was brought in! She closed her mouth. Thank goodness she held her tongue at the last minute.
Silence… she knew it wasn’t because he was ignoring her, but because he was pondering carefully about the things she said, she didn’t have to worry, because she knew she was right, and then finally, he spoke, the exact same words she’d been waiting for.
“Let me make it up to you then… what do you want?”
She grinned, the ball was now in her court, all that was left to do now was play. She went to his backside, running her hands up and down his back, massaging him lightly. He flinched a bit at first, but then adjusted to her touch, before she whispered solemnly into his ears…
“Of course, the only thing I want Alpha Damian, is to be closer to you… much closer than you’ve ever been with anyone before, I want you to fuck me right now.”
He’d granted her a request, and she’d asked for what she wanted, even though he wasn’t in the mood, he wasn’t one to break promises.
“Take off your clothes, Katrina, be quick about it.”