The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 8

I have never seen anyone more scared than John. "Please, please don't kill me," he moaned, withering in pain as he collapsed to his knees, showing me his neck in submission.

Your death is the only submission I will accept, I snarled, speaking into the entire pack link, so everyone in the arena will hear me.

My wolf was in control as I launched myself at him. I punched him in the face so hard I heard at least 20 bones break. I continued punching his face until I heard every single one break, and his face was just a bag of bones and blood.

My wolf, still hearing his chest rise and fall quickly, was sick of toying with him, and wanted to end him immediately.

I got up off of his chest after I finished pummeling him into a skin pulp, and stood next to his body, admiring the damage I had done.

I brought my foot up, then smashed it down on his chest, breaking ever single one of his ribs, and flattening his heart.

Everyone in the pack could feel John's link being severed as he died.

Alpha Wilson bellowed, "The Gamma of the Red Crescent Pack is still the undefeated, Ares Alstott".

After I killed John, various pack members came up to congratulate me. The older ones simply nodded at me and barred their necks in submission, which I nodded to them one in return.

My younger students swarmed me, babbling excitedly about how awesome it was. I smiled at them, ruffling some of the pups' hair and mindlinking them to go to bed so they could wake up early for school the next day.

I turned away from the pups and ran directly into an older woman. I recognized her as John's wife.

"You... Killed my mate..." She hissed at me, tears streaming down her face.

He was the one who challenged me. If I didn't kill him, he would have killed me, and he has no more of a right to live than I.

"He has children! He has faithfully served Alpha Wilson since before you were alive. Fuck you!" She screamed, swinging her fist at me.

I caught her wrist easily, and twisted it so far it made her wimper in pain, but not far enough to break it.

Today was the day the Blood Alpha was supposed to arrive. Of course, we were under strict instruction not to call him that. We were also ordered by Alpha Wilson not to look him directly in the eye unless he spoke directly to us. Apparently, eye contact was seen as disrespectful according to the old pack etiquette the Blood Lake pack followed.

For some reason, I had been extremely on edge all day. I wasn't scared of the Blood Lake Alpha, after all, he wouldn't kill me if I just sat there and shut up, but for some reason, my heart felt extremely heavy.

Maybe I felt guilty for killing John.

Haha just kidding, he deserved that.

Right now, the Pack Leaders, including newly appointed Delta Omar, sat in the conference room, waiting for the Blood Lake Alpha and his men to arrive. He likely brought above 10 men with him, his pack leaders and a few warriors. Not that anyone was dumb or suicidal enough to attack him. Everyone had heard enough rumors about his psychotic, violent tendencies to steer clear of him and to always submit.

I had heard that when a rogue trespasses on his land, the Blood Alpha will torture them for weeks in his prison, and then nail their bodies on to a wooden post on the outside of their territory. Even I wasn't that fucked up. But I will admit, it proved very effective for warding off rogues.

I could hear Alpha Wilson's heart racing a little bit faster than normal. As a matter of fact, so were all of the other leaders' hearts, except mine. What a bunch of pussies.