Damon’s POV

“We heard Callister was kidnapped last night” The motherfucking snowfall Alpha, Alpha Xander was sitting in front of me asking me that stupid question with a smug on his face.

I’ve been in a meeting with this man for hours, going on and on about the pack's politics and security affairs. He’s hell-bent on knowing everything going on here all because he was sent by the werewolf committee of leaders to do an internal inspection of our pack.

Ever since he arrived here, he had been hell-bent on knowing more about every pack member, those living in the pack house and those who decided to stay in their own apartment. I’d also given him the honor of going through our financial system, yet, this man deem it fit to still look down on me.

“Why is Callister any of your business, Alpha?” I asked, annoyance fixed in my words

“You do not talk to an Alpha like that Damon” He threatened

I smiled at his stupidity.

“Callister is one of my dogs and my most loved pet. I don’t know where you got the information to make you think Callister is one of my men but in case you need to know, Callister wasn't kidnapped, it just lost its way and as it had been trained to look after itself, be rest assured that he’ll be fine” I replied with the stick of cigarette between my fingers.

I didn’t explain any further because I didn’t owe him any explanations because I know he would have realized just how stupid he was.

“If that is the case, then I hope your dog will be fine” he shifted uncomfortably in his seat before he continued talking, “I wish to discuss a business deal with you and I need to ask you this paramount question, can I trust you?”

He was already getting on my nerves with his stupid questions and assumptions.

“You do know I have no obligation to sit here and answer all of your questions, right? I’m just been considerate because you’re a friend to my father. My father is the one who’s supposed to be here, listening to your rants and You come into my crib to talk about fucking trust. Should I remind you of who I am?” I yelled, right into his face.

Losing my temper is one of the many fine attributes I’ve got and I’m glad it always comes at times when I need it the most. How can this man come into my home and ask me about trust?

“I don’t want to know who you are, Damon. It’s not necessary for you to remind me of what you are. I know you and I’ve heard so much about you. You’re Damon; ruthless, heartless, and evil, but yet, you walk in the shadows of your father. You’re a coward, which is no surprise about how you ended up being a fucking Beta” He spat and o lost all control.

My claws came into view as I walked toward the Alpha as a predator walked toward his prey.

Before he could block the impact of the hit that I was about to grace his face with, it landed on his shoulder and I heard a crack before his face wrinkled in pain.

He was an Alpha; he wasn’t expected to show pain.

I moved closer to him, pulled him up by his shirt and threw him against the wall.

“Need I remind you that I’m not only the son of an Alpha but also the son of two Alphas. I’m much faster, stronger than you, Alpha and if you piss me off, I will break your bones, one by one, pack it up in a bag and send it to your family. Do you understand?” I growled.

He nodded.

“Very well! Good you know that. It’ll be best if you stop asking me about trust. If you want to put your money and your life on the line, good luck to you and if not, use my door, other packs will receive you and your business deals willingly” I replied.

The man kept on looking at me as if he was pondering on what to do next while still on the floor, breathing heavily from pain. I ignored his stare and placed my cigarette in my mouth, drew a deep one and blew the smoke into the air.

“I heard you were cursed while you were still in your mother’s womb” I smirked.

I wouldn’t be surprised about how news spread in the werewolf pack, I mean, we move faster than regular people, so obviously our news should spread.

“By your fucking goddess, yes. I heard too, Alpha. It was a really unpleasant curse but you know one thing, I loved how the spell was spoken and placed. Damn! That woman must be related to Williams Shakespeare” I said referring to the goddess.

For each and every pack, the goddess is worshipped in different forms, while others think of her as the sun goddess, we worship her as the river goddess.

“You’re a psychopath”

“You won’t be the first person to tell me that, Alpha. Let’s get straight to business, when are you leaving this place?”

His head whipped up in surprise. It was the first time in his life that he would be walked out of a pack. I don’t care if the fucking elders summon me to a disciplinary meeting, it wouldn’t be the first I’ll attend, and neither will it be the last one.

“Only when the elders want me to” I nodded

“Well, why don’t we send you back to the elders without your legs? At least, they’ll know you didn’t try to leave on your own accord” I stared hard at him so he would know I wasn't playing.

Thinking I was joking, he looked at me amusingly, until I reached down to the bottom drawer of my mahogany desk, and brought out a chainsaw with blood stains on it.

“You can’t do that, Damon” he yelled

“I already told you to leave, Alpha but you refused and now, I have to do what I have to do”

I said walking towards him.

“I have uranium”

That made me stop in my tracks.

Uranium was an element used in the olden packs, years long before my great grandparents were born to hide out pack from the outside world and that is why we have been able to coexist with humans while staying fitter away at the outskirts of their town but these days, Uranium has been scarce to find and difficult to use as this leads to the exposure of many packs to humans, hunters, and vampires.

“It’ll be delivered to you by tomorrow, tens of it, just make me stay here for one more night”

“If you are lying, you know what the consequences would be right”

He nodded. I helped him up to his feet and walked him toward the door.

“Your wife and kids still stay on that private island of yours, right? The one you brought a few years ago from that Italian, right” I threatened.

The Alpha angrily nodded and walked out of my door with his suitcase in his hands.

White angel is the name of our pack. My father was supposed to be the Alpha till I was seventeen. Once I turned seventeen, I was supposed to perform some rituals to be able to become an Alpha, but due to the curse that the goddess placed on me and because of my hatred for her as well, I refused to take the oath of allegiance and there, the goddess rejected me as an Alpha.

Sadly..

Not…

That was exactly what I wanted to happen.

“Damon, the girls are here” My gamma, Tunde, rushed into my office and informed me. He was my closest friend in the pack ever since I turned eleven “The Alpha wants you on base 9”

“Girls?” I asked surprisingly.

It was supposed to be one girl and I hadn’t even expected the one girl to be here. I’d sent a message to that son of a gun called Lucas to make sure he protects his girl with everything but he had been so careless that he still let her slip away like this.

“Have you seen Bagon?” Bagon was the guy I sent to deliver the message to Lucas and I hadn’t heard anything from him ever since.

“His body got washed offshore this morning. We couldn’t tell you because you were in a meeting”

“Shit!” I banged my hand hard against the table in front of me.

“Let’s go” I grabbed my car keys and hurriedly headed to base 9.

Base 9 is a training ground for the pack warriors and a place of death for any stranger taken into base 9. Nobody enters base 9 and leaves the same way they entered. It was forbidden and if any member helped them to escape, he’ll have to pay with his life.

“They took another girl with them, she was with Lucas’s girl in the car and they had to bring them together. The Alpha wants you to eliminate the girl” Tunde explained.

“Why should I be the one doing the killing at every time?”

“You know how the Alpha is, he loves it when someone else has their hands in innocent blood than his. You don’t want to kill the girl”

“I don’t fucking give a damn about any other girl. Killing her would be easy”

I was on the edge of losing my sanity. Whoever had killed Bagon had known of his mission, but one thing I wasn’t sure of yet was if the person knew it was connected to me or whoever the fuck that asshole who thinks he can mess up with me was.

“What about Lucas’s girl?” Tunde asked

“Until we get there. But whatever happens, before we get there is none of my business” I groaned.

We got to base 9 and passed through the heavy gates before we walked into the building where one of my father’s boys led us to the room where they were holding both girls hostage.

Tunde gave me my gun before I walked in alone. I saw my father crouched down before a girl and when I looked at the other one, she was sitting in a corner, her eyes everywhere, reminding me of a wild animal.

Not one glint of fear passed through her face as she glared at my father, oblivious of my presence.

“Waste her!” my father walked towards me and pointed to the girl he had been talking to.

I watched her move closer into the wall behind her while whimpering. Her ginger-red hair was what first caught my attention. I ran my eyes down her delicate figure.

She suddenly lifted her head and our eyes met. Her eyes widened in surprise as if she knew who I was. My breath hitched and for the first time in a long time, my heart started breathing rapidly. There was something about this girl that kept me captivated. It was as if her big green eyes were ready to swallow me whole, making me feel different or maybe the beautiful scent coming from her was keeping me trapped.

Not bothered about how she knew who I was, I lowered my gun and for the first time, I was ready to break a rule.

What’s the matter, Damon? Kill her” my father screamed at me.

“I can’t,” I said

“Why?”

*Mate* My wolf growled.

Lyla’s POV

“Mate?” I whispered out not loud enough to hear. I slowly turned my head to look at Pearl for the second time and tried to see if she'd understand what he meant by the word “mate” but I realized she was still crumbling onto the floor, oblivious to what he had said.

“Follow my instructions Damon and kill this disgusting human” The old man yelled one more time.

Pearl suddenly lifted her head, looked at Damon with surprise evident on her face as if she knew him, and then back at me, as if trying to send a word to me.

“You know them?” The old man asked Damon

”No” Damon dropped his gun and walked towards me.

He lifted my chin up and made me look into his eyes and through the dark, his bright blue eyes still shone out his color. His cold and empty eyes scared me to death and made my heart flutter uncontrollably. His eyes were as good as dead, there was nothing living in it.

“What’s your name?” I looked at him surprisingly.

“You’re Damon, right? Lucas told me about you. Please don’t hurt her, please” Pearl screamed at him from the other side of the room.

Almost immediately, Damon pulled the trigger of the gun and shot at Pearl, I screamed out until I realized he had shot at the wall and not directly at her.

“You speak when spoken to” He threatened. His voice sounded different, he talked as if he rarely opened his mouth to make a speech.

“What is your name, Bunny?” He asked gently.

“Lyla” I silently replied, not being able to stop the tears from falling.

“Cute” He simply replied and stood up to face the ruthless old man.

“Why are you hesitating, Damon? You never bring out a gun without pulling the trigger. You know the rules, Son. Once the gun is out, a person must die”

Bang! Bang!!

Damon shot one of the other guys twice in the head and I screamed out as I watched the guy fall flat on his face, with blood pooling around his head. Pearl was already shaking on a spot with beads of sweat dripping down her face.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Damon? You just kill your own people” The man asked.

“Hice lo que me habías dicho” Damon replied in a language that I didn’t understand. (I did as you had instructed)

“Eso no se suponía que iba a pasar. deberías haberla matado a ella y no a él” The old man banged the wall hard before turning to glare at Damon who didn’t even flinch from any of the man’s actions. (That wasn’t supposed to happen, you should have killed her and not him)

“I didn’t want to because I didn’t feel like” Damon turned to look at me once more and began to walk out of the room.

“What am I supposed to do with her then? She is a mistake and you know we can’t take her back”

I was still shaking from the fear and I couldn’t take my eyes away from the guy that was on the floor.

“Send her to my house- Unhurt”

After saying that, Damon walked towards the door and once, he turned to look back at me with a smirk before walking out of the room, leaving me with the others.

“You’re not deaf, you heard what he said, llevarla a su casa” The man said, screaming at the two guys left in the room. “And tell some of the boys to come to clean up this mess”

The two guys walked toward me and I began to move further away from them. I couldn’t possibly move any further than the room, they grabbed me and I tried moving out of their hands.

Seeing that I wasn’t cooperating, one of them yanked my hair and forced me to face him.

“Stop fighting it, idiot”

For the first time that day, Pearl was in tears.

“Lyla” She screamed out as I was being dragged out of the room.

I couldn’t scream because the pain from my hair being pulled was becoming unbearable and painful. All I could do was wave my hand at her for help.

I was roughly pushed into a car as one of the guys blindfolded me. Scared, I began to shake furiously. I couldn’t stay put, I couldn’t think straight as the car began to move towards an unknown destination.

Few minutes later, the car abruptly stopped and once again, I was pushed out of the car. The blindfold was removed and I looked around, trying to adjust my eyes to the light that was shining brightly toward it.

“Move, Perra” One of the guys pushed me towards a door. I looked around to see there was a mansion standing in front of me, the fence surrounding it was so tall that I couldn’t see the surrounding environment.

“I said move, don’t play games with me, Puta” He opened the door and dragged me in.

As we entered, an old woman in an apron walked towards us.

“Tell Damon his visitor is around” The guy dropped my hand, untied my legs and threw the ropes towards the other guy at the door and almost instantly, they both walked out of the door, leaving me with the old woman.

“Come have a sit, my child” The old woman who happened to be the nicest person I’d seen all day, gestured for me to sit down at one of the expensive cushions placed in the center of the house.

“Will you drink some water?” She asked and I nodded trying to check out where I was.

Once the water was served, I took a sip. As it touched my dry throat, I felt sad all of a sudden. It was as if the calmness that came with the cold water brought with it reality.

I busted into tears. As I was still crying, I lifted up my hands to see it was badly bruised and so were my legs. I cried harder as I remembered that Pearl was still stuck in God knows where. I don’t even know where I am not to talk of what my fate would be.

The old woman returned with a plate of food minutes later, took me to sit at the dining table, and almost begged me to eat. I was in terrible fear of the unknown and food wasn’t just as appealing as it used to be to me.

What if the food was poisoned?

“Where am I, please?” I pleaded, asking for some clarity.

“You’re safe, my child” She replied, probably not wanting to disclose the location to me.

“Eat your good before it gets cold” The older woman instructed and left. I didn’t do as instructed, rather, I kept on looking at the food, while the tears still didn’t stop.

“Stop the tears! Now!!” I turned to see it was Damon. He was walking towards me with his killer looks and immediately, I swallowed the tears and cleaned my face.

I quickly stood up, scared of him and what he could actually do. After witnessing him killing a guy tonight, I was sure he wasn’t the person I know.

Damon walked towards me and suddenly held my face in his hands and made me sit back.

“Eat” He simply said. That was enough for me to sit back, grab the fork, and started shoving the food down my throat.

“Good bunny” he complimented while patting my hair down. I wanted to cry but the tears wouldn’t come out of fear.

“Do you know me?” He whispered in my ear. His cold lips making contact with my ear made me shiver.

“No” I shakingly replied, dropping the fork. I couldn’t look him in the eyes out of fear.

*Liar* He turned my face to him and I knew his lips didn’t move when he called me a liar. I shake the weird thoughts coming into my head.

He looked into my eyes intently as if reading me.

On closer look, I noticed the thin scar that ran across his face, starting from the base of his right eye, passing his nose and stopping right at the top of his upper lip.

“Where do you stay, Bunny?” He asked

“California” I replied

“You stay with your family, right? Father, mother, and siblings”

He picked up the fork and placed a bit of the food in my mouth. I quickly collected the food and swallowed it.

“Yes,” I quietly replied.

“Strange, right?” He suddenly asked and I nodded confusingly.

“The bath is ready, Master” The old woman announced upon her arrival. Damon stood up and dragged me by the hand after him.

We got into a room, it was painted blue and almost everything in the room, including the bedspread, the curtains, the wardrobe, and even the tables were blue. He suddenly stepped back a little from me while I continued watching him, placing his hands into his pocket, he said,

“Strip”

What!

“I want to see if you’re worth this foolish games that the goddess is about to start playing with me”