The Mark of a Beta

twenty- four

TRIGGER WARNING

I don't usually put trigger warnings in front of chapters because I warn you guys in the beginning of the book. However, this is the first violent torture scene I have written, so I will warn you guys ONCE more. I will probably write more scenes like this in the future. If you don't want to read this type of content, skip to the end and I'll put a little summary of what happened.

Enjoy :) I'm a little evil for writing this

Axel's POV (still)

6 hours earlier

I practically inhale five burgers from a fast food joint owned by an ally of the Dark Wood pack in a random town close to Shadow Pack territory. I walk through the woods and shift back into my wolf after I finish. Now that I have more control over my anger with a clear plan in my mind for retribution, I can take off the clothes I'm wearing, shift, and then carry the clothes in my mouth.

Earlier today, I had lost control and ended up ripping the clothes I was previously wearing, which is why I had to find ill-fitting clothes that were scattered in the forest surrounding Lunar territory. Now I can plan better.

The party Cooper's attackers are attending is in full swing by the time I arrive at six. The house is just outside Shadow Pack territory, which is extremely idiotic for these partygoers but extremely relieving for me. It would take me longer to figure out the patrol schedule and bypass it, and that's time away from Cooper. The only thing I want to take a while is their suffering.

I blend in well enough with the wolves at this party. I'm about their age, I'm wearing an ill-fitting t-shirt with elastic shorts. Others around me have similar attire, so I won't stand out. This allows for an efficient mission.

As soon as I walk into the house, the smell of stale beer and sweat surrounds me. To my right is a dining room table being used for drinking games. Some guy is taking a shot out of a girl's breasts. Another is licking a mystery liquid off of her abdomen. I hold in my disgust.

In front of me is a curving staircase that leads to bedrooms upstairs. I may have to kick out a couple fucking in one of those rooms. That may be the ideal place to kill the three wolves I came here for. I do a lap of the house, watching out for the three wolves while also searching for any werewolves with high auras. Nobody comes even close, so I know this is a simple Shadow Pack party with no strong wolves. No one will oppose me if I get caught, which I shouldn't. I've done this before.

Every single body in this place seems incapacitated, either by drink or drugs. Loud EDM music is blaring through the speaker system, which will perfectly block out the sound of their screams. Now I just need to find them.

I sidestep a guy who vomits into a nearby houseplant. Pathetic. These people can't even handle their liquor.

I continue canvassing the downstairs area and am about to head upstairs to clear out a bedroom when I see smoke coming from a room at the end of the hall. I hear boisterous laughter through the cracked door and different music playing. This may be where Carl, Jeffrey, and Michael are spending the party.

Sure enough, the three assholes are together in what appears to be a game room. Michael is laying on top of a girl whose tight black skirt rides up to her waist as he grinds on top of her. At least they are both fully clothed, but apparently not for long. Jeffrey is smoking a bong with two girls, a blonde and a red-head. They both look pretty high already and are watching as Jeffrey makes an interesting shape with the smoke as he exhales. Carl has a girl straddling his lap on the couch that wraps around the corner of the room. The girl's shirt and bra are lying on the floor as Carl sucks on her left tit. She leans her head back and moans.