♦Alpha Adrian ♦
"Please... let me go! Please!" Ethan cried. The whole room was buzzing with his crying. He was standing with his wrists separately tied with chains to the ceiling.
Terror clear in his eyes. Good thing that he was aware of what I was capable of doing. A grin spreads over my face at this thought.
Crayon looked at him with pure disgust. He took a step towards Ethan's tied up frame.
"Don't," I stopped him.
I knew he would kill him instantly but that's not what I want. He turned around and looked at me with confusion clear on his face. Sitting on the couch, I shook my head once at him in disagreement.
"Wh-" Crayon opened his mouth to say something but got interrupted.
"I won't open my mouth... please... please, let me go!" Ethan spoke between his sobs.
*Slap*
Turning back towards Ethan, Crayon slapped him tight resulting his body to stumble and his swollen face to jerk to the side. If his body wasn't tied with the chains, by now his fat ass might have had licked the dust on the floor.
"While we are talking.... Nobody speaks. No one. Understood?" Crayon told him rudely which brought a small grin on my face.
He doesn't speak much but when he does, he hates it if someone tries to interrupt him. Nobody likes line cutters!
Even before Crayon finished speaking, Ethan's eyes started closing slowly and his head fell forward. He fainted.
"Loser," he mumbled with dismay.
"Why do you want him to live?" he asked while he walked towards the chair placed near the couch. He sat plopping both his elbows on his knees and palms joined and glanced in my eyes for answer.
Crayon is somebody who will not hesitate to look you straight in your eyes. He has a lot of respect for me but that doesn't stop him to speak what he thinks.
I run a hand in my hair and spoke looking directly into his puzzled sky blue orbs with a smile.
"Who said I want him to live?"
He furrowed his thick eyebrows and narrowed his eyes not understanding.
I stood up from the couch and walked towards the cupboard across the counter. I halt in my track and looked back turning my neck.
"Did I?" with a slight nod I asked him.
He didn't say anything in reply but his lips curved into a sly grin. He understood I had something dangerous going on, for this ugly piece of mutt Ethan, in my head.
As I reached to the cupboard, "you want a drink?" I asked him.
"Yes, please."
I opened the wooden doors and my eyes searched up and down for my favourite wine. With my back towards Crayon I spoke in a serious tone.
"I'm just not in the mood to kill him right now."
His shoes made taping noise as he strode toward me and I heard the wooden chair scraped on the floor when he dragged it back and sat.
Meanwhile my eyes caught the glimpse of my favourite. Grabbing hold of the bottle I turned on my heels. He sat with his both hands resting on the counter. He was looking at me as if searching for the proper explanation of what I just said.
I placed the bottle on the counter island and rest my palms flat on the island.
I could see in his eyes the desperation to kill. I want to kill him too but not this easy way and ofcourse, not before getting the information that I want.
After the two seconds stare game I spoke, "I know I'm more than handsome but you don't have to stare me to make it obvious."
"This bastard tried to play smart with us, Alpha!" he stated irritatedly while turning his head towards Ethan, he gave him an angry look.
In an instance, before I could understand he grabbed an empty bottle which was on the island and threw it directly at him but not before breaking it on the island edge and making sure it had sharp end good enough to cut his skin deep. The bottle's sharp end hit Ethan exactly on the right side of his chest.
"Aahhhh!" he screamed when it hit him. A piece dug into his skin and the bottle fell down on the ground and broke completely. From the wound blood started flowing out, soaking his lovely off-white printed shirt.
He's shirt had mini hearts printed. Who even wears shirt like that? Ugh who even makes them?
"PLEASE! DON'T DO IT! Don't kill me! Please, let me go!" he screamed.
'Lord! He was better off fainted.' Zedd, my wolf spoke to me in my head.
"You're still not in the mood to kill him?!" Crayon said scrunching his nose. He gave me a look that boiled my blood and my jaw clenched.
With in a blink of eye I was in front of him. My eyes changed it's color to golden. Zedd was controlling me. I grabbed his throat with my right hand lifting him up from the chair in air. I gripped it tight enough for him to not be able to breathe. His both hands came up over mine instinctively to free his throat.
"Do not fucking forget who you're talking to!" I told him looking dead in his eyes and he immediately nodded his head as much as he could. I saw fear clear in his eyes. Zedd felt satisfaction watching it.
Closing my eyes I took a breathe and calmed myself. The colour of my eyes changed back to normal, with that I took the whole control of myself back and let go off his throat. He fell on the ground with a loud thump. He started coughing roughly but instantly stood up caressing his throat. I could see my hand prints on his neck.
"Wo-n't happen again, Alpha," with his head hanging low he said in a low voice, yet loud enough for me to hear.
I nodded.
Plucking two wine glasses out from the counter cabinet I filled them half-full. I offered Crayon one of the glass, "Crayon" He nodded and took the glass without meeting my eyes. His neck was healed by now.
Good that he was ashamed of what he did.
Holding another glass between my fingers I walked toward Ethan. How can I forget him, after all he is one of the most brilliantly efficient new staff members. Well, who tried to cheat on none other than his own handsome and sexy boss. Just for being curious? If so, then alas sadly the curiosity will kill this cat!
Ethan's body froze as he watched me approach him. After witnessing me with Crayon just now, he looks more terrified. Perfect!
As I went near he took a big step back, tried to further more but the chains won't allow him.
I halt and took a sip of my wine. Ah! Amazing as always! Rolling down my tongue, it deliciously burnt my dry throat.
My eyes lazily checked him out all the way head to toe. He was beaten bad as he tried to run out before I could reached here. Reason why they had to chain him up. He thought he could escape. Seriously?
I smirked.
I can see his face is swollen and skin around his left eye has turned black. His shirt is torn from the left shoulder and is blood stained mostly. The hearts are filled with blood now. He needs to update his wardrobe!
A smile crept up my face looking at his deadly condition. This is what you get when you try to cross the Alpha.
I extended a hand offering Ethan the wine in my hand. I can see horror clear on his face.
He made no movement as I glanced at his tied hands.
"Ohh! I'm sorry, let me help you."I said with false sympathy on my face.
My eyes found his fresh wound, which was bleeding still. Directing the glass towards his mouth I intentionally poured the drink on it. He jumped and screamed in pain.
I grinned.
I let go of the glass. It broke on the floor with a violent noise and its bits got shattered with the broken pieces of bottle.
"Oops! Did I hurt you? I was just cleaning your wound."
He was excruciating with pain.
I grabbed a fistful of his curly long sticky hair on the back of his head, which resulted his head to fall back.
"I won't tell anyone that you aren't a human! I will leave this country! I will run away! I will go far way! You will never see my face again! Please! let me go! I will never show you my face! I beg you sir! Let me go!" He spoke all that in one breathe. His voice sounded like someone scratchings their nails on a slate. Ugh!
"SHUT UP!" I was now fed up of his crying and irritating pleads.
He instantly went quiet as he saw my eyes change its colour to golden again. Zedd was getting impatient to finish him once and all for good. But no, something is yet to be spoken out loud.
Tightening my grip on his hair, which earned me his cry, I told him in dangerously slow voice.
"Well, yes, you will leave and I will never have to see this ugly face of yours ever again. But. Not only this country. This whole universe!"
Leaving his hair, I aimed for his nose and connected with a crack. His head fell back. Blood from his nose started rolling out. Ew!
He looked like he was going to faint again but I grabbed hold of his hair helping him stay standing. How generous of me!
My angry golden eyes looked dead into his blue ones. He was looking at me all frightened. But he is alarmed now. He knows what I wanna hear. The truth.
"Spill. It. All. Out. I won't even let you die!" I said gritting my teeth. My fangs are coming out. I'm barely able to control myself.
I grabbed his throat. Strangled it tight compressing his airway and blocking the flow of blood through neck. He started to stomp his legs.
"Drop the act! I know, you're not a mere human!" As those words left my mouth all colours drained from Ethan's face. Well, if any left I'll drain those myself.
"What?! He- he's not a human?" Crayon asked shockingly. He ran towards me and stood behind.
I lifted Ethan in the air, "so you better start speaking here and now if you don't wanna die right away?"
Unable to breathe, he fluttered and stomped his legs in the air, in the hope of saving his own life.
'Useless efforts, Ethan.' Zedd commented.
I tightened my grip on his throat and ordered him "Speak up! You don't have much time left!" He might die in next 5 minutes if he wouldn't start speaking.
"H- he-" he tried speaking so I left his throat. He immediately fell on the floor on his knees. Because of being chained his hands stayed raised holding his whole body to drop on the ground. He started coughing badly and filling his lungs by breathing deeply.
I took a step back and folded my hands on my chest waiting for him to continue. Crayon was now standing beside me.
Kneeling he lifted his head up slowly, his pale neck was marked blue & purple with my fingerprints.
I could keep it inside and spoke.
"He is a werewolf. A rouge."
Crayon's eyes go wide in surprise.
"Yeah! We couldn't recognise him right away because he has sprayed something on himself that covered his wolf smell completely, making it impossible for anyone else to recognise him. Fortunately, I came to know about this from a while now."
Crayon was listening to me all shocked.
I continued, "I felt him act fishy from the day he joined. And recently, I found him doing something with the files in my office. Afterwards, I checked all the cctvs and found out he wasn't a human... Yes, a werewolf. Cause of his behaviour, I wasn't surprised much. Digging about him a little more I came to know he was a rogue wolf. I was gonna talk to you but you were fast."
I darted my gaze at Ethan with a deadly face to not play with me anymore.
"Will you now speak yourself or you want me to chain you with silver? You know what that can do to you? Don't you?" I smiled.
"No! No! I will tell you everything. Please just don't do that. It'll take all my power away. "
I sigh, "Stop with the drama and speak."
"He told me he'll let me in his pack and help me get my pack back if I worked for him."
"Who?"
"Alpha Luber... he sent me to spy on you."
Luber! Ofcourse, who else? How did I not thought of him already. A witty smile spread over my lips.
'He is crossing the boundaries!' Zedd spoke angrily in my head pacing arround.
'Ahh, he's just calling his death near!' I replied.
I turned around and walked towards the door. Opening the door knob I commanded, "break his bones and feed him to the vultures, alive," I looked back at Ethan and added, "but if he dies because of anyone of your hands, I will kill everyone of you!"
I turned my gaze to Crayon. "Don't forget to send his remains in a gift wrapped box to my dear friend." He nodded with a smirk on his face.
"NOO, NOOO..." Ethan shouted.
And I left the room.
