The heartless mafia Alpha king

chapter 22 "a setup."

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The doors to the council chambers flung open, letting a silently raging Marcos into the room.

His piercing eyes swept the room, making everything and everyone in it freeze.

His lips set into a thin line, and he walked towards his seat, which was at the end of the table.

A scowl rested on his forehead as he sat, his gaze this time resting on each of their faces briefly before the next.

He studied their every move, his barely contained aura almost seeping through his almost-faded self-resolve.

He wanted to kill; he wanted to destroy, and his eyes did a poor job of containing his blood lust.

"How many of you knew?" He said calmly, his stare fixated on each of them.

"Knew what?" One of the council members asked.

"I don't repeat my words, and you of all people should know that, Camden."

He growled lowly, his eyes swirling and making Camden lower his gaze, bearing his neck into submission.

"My question stands!" He snarled, hitting his fist on the table, snapping it in half with the sheer amount of force.

"Thud!"

The broken table came down with all its load, sending some of the files and papers toward the centre of the broken furniture.

"Twack!"

The chairs came down with the council members sitting on them.

They scrambled to their feet, some crawling on their stomachs, having been caught unexpectedly.

"Your majesty," Camden called, with his neck bent forward, "we have no idea what you speak of."

"Oh really?!" He growled, his murderous glare brushing through the frightened crowd in the room.

"Since you are all a bunch of old fools with a slow brain, then I would make it clear to you." He scoffed, noticing a few angry eyes on him due to his blatant words.

He threw a file he had been holding onto the table, watching it slide into the centre where the huge dent lay.

"There has been a report of a breach in the walls and a spy being caught."

He said, watching as a few of the council's faces twitched and paled while others stiffened.

"And for some reason, this was kept from me and hidden; it has only been brought to my attention now." He bared his teeth, growling.

"Why was this kept from me?" He roared, his feet swinging at the broken table.

"Wham!"

Half of the broken slab flew into the wall, barely missing a few council members.

Labored breathing filled the silent, tensed chambers, eyes as wide as saucers.

"Explain!" He cut through the silence, his knuckles turning white.

"T-this is a setup." A council member stammered from the floor where he lay, his hand shakily pointing at the scattered files on the ground.

"Are you implying that I am wrong?" He said, straining at the "I."

"No, Alpha." He replied, visibly shaken. "I would never."

"Then who would dare want to set you all up?" He mocked him, raising an eyebrow in indignation. "Uh, Theo?"

The room fell silent once more, the tension wafting thickly in the air.

He knew every council member by name and their character; he knew what they did in secret even if they didn't know it.

He was that sneaky, but it saved his life many, many times.

He knew those who would backstab him without thinking twice or batting an eyelash.

Marcos had already conducted an investigation and found different things, things that were never meant to be hidden from him, even though they were.

"Is no one going to explain?" He taunted, snorting as they set their gazes down.

"You all should be ashamed of yourselves for the crimes you have committed." He snapped, every trace of amusement or mockery vanishing and being replaced with rage.

"Do you know how many casualties were recorded?" He said, taking a deep breath and pausing to study their faces.

A few held remorse, while the rest were scrunched in anger at being scolded by a person three times younger than their age.

"Do you know how many innocent lives were lost due to your selfish interests?" He yelled, his hands itching to snap one of their necks.

"You all even had the gall to involve my beta," he mused, "such effrontery."

He watched them stiffen, some already cowering in dread at what was to come.

"Guards!"

Marcos growled, sending in an army of guards to fly into the room swiftly at his command.

"Your highness!"

They chanted, flooding into the room and dropping to their knees with a hand on their chests.

"You will all be my witnesses as I sentence the following council members for acts of treason, genocide, and betrayal towards their king."

His loud voice filtered through the clacking of the heavy metals worn by the guards, taking most of them by surprise.

A few struggles were made by the captured council members, seeing as they were guilty of the charges being laid.

"By order of the Alpha King, I, Marcos Rodriguez, sentence the following members of the council to a public execution for the deaths of the pack members of the Water Moon Pack."

Silent gasps were heard from the guards, along with hushed murmurings, but Marcos paid no mind to them and continued.

"Theo Wilfred," he announced, pausing for dramatic effect and smirking a little, hearing loud gasps being drawn.

Heads whipped towards the said person, causing him to pale significantly.

"Rhyn black." He called, boring a hole through the person's head, seeing him struggling.

A total of ten names were called out of the fourteen council members he had.

Curses, pleas, and struggles were heard from the ten names that were called and brought forward.

Marcos frowned, knowing what had to be done to the remaining four. It was no secret that for a council to make a decision, they had to vote.

He knew that these four had to go along with them due to an insufficient number of votes.

"Take them away, and have them executed tonight." He waved his hand dismissively, sending his guards off.

"You can't do this to us." Ryan groaned, constantly jerking his hands from the two huge guards who held him.

"I already am." Marcos replied boredly, "who's going to stop me?" He quirked.

"Just you wait, you egocentric bastard, you can't end me like this." Ryan threatened, his old face squeezing in hate.

"Do you know something I don't?" Marcos inquired, brushing off the comments made by the man and waving for the guard to being Ryan closer.

"And why would I tell you?" He sneered, stepping closer and raising his chin.

"You could escape this death." Marcos proposed curiously, seeing as the man wasn't scared of him at all.

"No need," he snorted, "I would be around for your downfall."

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