The Viking Alpha

Execution and pleasure

~WARNING! Mature audience only. Sexual content ahead.~

(James POV)

They were all there waiting for him in the clearing on the edge of the forest. Hearing Madga's pained voice still hit him. To see one if his own people were hurt by another angered him. It was another to hear an innocent child was on the end as well just further pissed him off. He saw Elijah next to Johnathan, two of his personal bodyguards. James wanted to kill the other man. His hands started to tremble at the blood lust. He kept thinking of Cassandra's warm, soft, greedy passionate lips on his. It was the only thing keeping him and his wolf at bay. He was shocked but pleasantly surprised. He knew she was drunk. It took all of his self control to not let his wolf, who was clawing and knocking against the barrier, trying to get out. But when this was over he was already picturing her and what he would allow himself to do to her.

Without a word to anyone he leapt forward and shifted in mid air. Missing Elijah by two inches. His shredded clothes didn't fall back to the ground before his paws touched the earth below. Sprinting into the forest his wolf was eager to turn back around and mark Cassandra. James willed his wolf to focus. Trying to convince him how pleased she'd be with both of them, when this was over. He didn't need to persuade long. Already a few miles in the forest he smelled a deer. A doe. Five miles to the east. He howled to signal the kill. He could hear them coming.

'Were not here, to actually hunt are we?' His brother asked in his mind.

Only him, Jonathan and his guards could hear. Elijah was the only exception. All wolves had a telepathic link but when you are an alpha and linked in the inner circle, it can be chosen who hears and who doesn't. To describe it, It was like a block humans may use on the internet. Who can and can't see what.

'This is an execution. Elijah dies tonight.' James stood them while spotting the deer up ahead drinking from a stream.

By now they were close to ten miles out. He crawled slowly to the prey in sight. He felt the others behind him closing in. He pounced and the doe ran like hell. The chase was on. They herded the doe into each other. Circling around her. James went for the throat and brought her down easily. Blood gushed from her neck while Johnathan went for her stomach. Elijah went for her back legs. They ripped her apart and fed on the flesh as it was being torn.

'You did very well, Elijah.' James complimented when they were finished.

'Thank you, sire.'

James made eye contact with the two guards and then Johnathan. They took the hint and slowly blocked Elijah in.

'Tell me, did you use that brutality on your mate?'

Elijah's wolf eyes grew round.

'Sire?'

'I know everything! How you not only beat your mate, but you hurt your own child. Do you deny this accusation?'

'I-I would never hurt them. It's just that my mate can be difficult. She needs to learn obedience. My daughter too.'

'So you beat them?'

'They are defiant!'

'I'm all for obedience to some degree. But you know the law. No woman or child is ever to be struck as punishment.'

'What would you do if your mate showed defiance?!'

James jumped. Snarling an inch away from Elijah's face. His wolf bared his neck on submission and crouched to the ground.

'My mate is none of your business. My people however are mine!'

'Please your majesty! I beg you! I'll leave and never return. Just please spare me.'