When Jaxon Pierce Alpha of the Midnight Pack kills off the Dynasty Pack, he finds his mate. Dying, in a puddle of her own blood.
These are the thoughts of the great, Jaxon Pierce.
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I stomp into the Fire Moon Pack with all my warriors killing everything that moved. This pack would give me so much land and I would become even more feared and powerful; everyone would tremble at the sight of me.
Edging into the Alpha's quarters first, my men find rooms with more wolves to kill as I enter the Alpha's quarters. I see him in bed with his mate, and I would have killed him then, but I love a good fight.
Clearing my throat impatiently I wait for him to wake up. Shouldn't he have known there was an attack going on? The worthless piece of crap can't even make sure that his pack is safe.
When he finally awakes up, he darts out of bed his whole face paling. He looks around and when he concluded that I was indeed standing in his room with my eyebrows raised impatiently, a tear ran down his face. His eyes held the unmistakable expression of panic. My lips pulled up into a foolish smirk, I was proud of myself for making this man cry in panic.
He jumps out of bed with his head held high, trying to gain some dignity by hiding his true fear. Masking all expressions on his face, honestly, I was disappointed. It was not any fun waking him up if he was not going to get angry enough to fight me.
"Alpha Michelson, my men have destroyed your pack and all that is left is you and your wife."
"You killed my daughter?" The foolish man asks, his eyes watering and the words left his mouth in barely a whisper.
So I tell him the truth, at the time I didn't care that my pack killed an innocent girl who took no part in this war. My pride, honor, and dignity for my pack was offended, I came to that pack to remind the world of who I was.
"Most likely, now before I get bored and just slit you and your gorgeous mate's throat," A soft growl came out of the poor man's chest."
"I came here for a fight."
My claws lengthen and my eyes dilate, a rough growl escaping my mouth. Killing this man is the only thing I wanted to do.
Alpha Michelson, growls softly trying to threaten me, walking around me softly. Like he wasn't just crying in front of me 2 minutes ago. He lunges at me and I dodge his attack, growling.
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The fight didn't last long at all, honestly, it wasn't even a fair fight. The fight lasted barely even 1 minute and he was knocked into unconsciousness. For the first time in a long time with this man, I felt pity for my enemy.
He's been mocking my pack behind my back, of course, the last straw was when he tried to humiliate me in front of the Elders. But this man at least died fighting for the survival of his family. Fighting him again would make me feel dishonorable, so instead of waking him up as I planned on doing, I slit the poor man's throat.
The woman was starting to awaken from the pain of losing one's mate, but I could not wish that kind of pain on anyone. My pity and empathy were starting to annoy me but I continued to walk towards her bed quietly so I wouldn't wake her, my claws extending until I was at her side near the bed. Then I slit her throat.
When I exit the Alpha's quarters, I smell something just beautiful. The beautiful scent was mixed with the unmistakable smell of blood. Panicking I run towards the smell knowing full well what that beautiful scent must be. Tears were flooding down my eyes as I rushed down the stairs and sure enough right in the middle of the living room I find the most beautiful girl on the floor bleeding to death. I don't stop running towards my beautiful mate trying to help her up, trying to stop the blood flow, trying to save my beautiful mate, and I sob for my mate because nothing's working. Heart-wrenching sobs leave my lips as I cry for her harder. Weeping until my head was pounding and still my eyes were glassy, my heart aching, and my palms sweaty.
"I wish I could've known you better, I love you mate." She whispered into my ears, My heart warmed at her words, a traitor tear falling down my cheeks.
"I love you too."
I watched my mate's beautiful eyes roll in the back of her head. A long howl of mourning, pain, and anguish left my lips. Yet even after all of that, she didn't know I sentenced her to death.
I awake with tears rolling down my face at the memory. Ever since my mate, whose name I found out to be Samantha Michelson, died. Nightmares of that traumatic day have been plaguing my mind. The nightmares have occurred so often that I've embraced them. My nightmares are the only time I can see my beloved mate.
The attacks on other packs have stopped and I am not as feared as I was a month ago. The only people I have to trust are my pack, my land, and my money. I allow rogues onto my grounds for 5 minutes if they pass the time frame, they will have to fight me.
Every day is a struggle to do pack work when her innocent face always comes back inside my head.
She was and always will be the only person I've ever loved, my parents abandoned me when I first shifted. The wolf took control, and as a young pup who is terrified and just went through an enormous amount of pain, you think everyone is trying to hurt you. Everyone that came near me died, my wolf has killed many people.
My parents were ashamed of their foolish child, they left me to be with my uncle and he trained me, only to die at the hands of time. My parents didn't even attend the funeral.
For a moment Samantha pushed a bit of those clouds away from my life, just her smell and the thought of someone to love. Then I smelt the blood and although I am very happy I'd met Samantha more clouds came into my life.
Suicide isn't something a powerful werewolf like me just randomly thinks about. Usually, powerful wolves are at least a little bit happy and haven't thought about suicide. The only reason I am alive today is because my pack needs someone else to rule before I leave this Earth.
This means I will need to find someone to mate with, and I will not be doing that until I find someone who is not trying to get my attention at all. I'll need a beautiful woman who can protect her first child and stay through the toughest moments of parenthood.
Then I will train my heir to be a perfect alpha and when my child has reached a certain level of maturity, we shall fight for the title of alpha, and I shall die.
I will do what's best for my pack till I can finally be at peace.
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