BLOODHOUNDS #1: THE ABDICATED PRINCE

Chapter 33- PRACTICE

Clyde Nielsen

Asher was right. I was called to Denmark by my grandfather. As soon as I received his call, I rejected the invitation. My parents were pointing their fingers at me. They announced to the press that they would investigate more about Christopher's sudden death.

Christina was heartbroken, and my grandfather said she was going crazy when she heard about the news. I can't blame her. She grew up so close to Christopher. She might not be as evil as him, but she participated in some of the torture that Christopher gave me.

I can't blame Grandfather either. He loved me the most, but he still had to be on their side. Grandfather might not be the best grandfather out there, but he did help me a few times throughout my life.

I was tailed by the paparazzi the next day. They asked me many questions regarding my brother. They knew I abdicated my title when I was young. Why bother to ask me anything related to the royal family when I'm not a part of it anymore?

I asked Daisy to stay with Luna for a few days while I was taking care of everything. Luna understood that I wouldn't be able to see her for a while because I knew she'd be stressed out seeing lots of paparazzi.

The guards stopped all the paparazzi from getting into the headquarters. I drove my car into the garage in B4, where all our car collections at. I got out and threw my key to Olsen, who's been taking care of our cars.

I went up to my office and bumped into Mason and Anastasia. They were holding hands, and I looked at them so confused.

"Hello, Clyde," Ana said as she linked her arm to Mason. Mason didn't even bother to push her away. She put her head on his shoulder.

"Congratulations on your brother's death." She added.

"Congratulations, Anastasia. I think your death certificate is next." I smiled, and she rolled her eyes at me, "Don't be mean, Nielsen. Mason will blacklist you from his list of best men." I turned to Mason, who kept a straight face.

"Blink twice if you need help," I told him, and he blinked two times. Anastasia chuckled and kissed him on the cheek, "Babe, are you nervous that I'm going to be Mrs.Calland soon?"

If Asher had been here, he would have shot Mason right there. Asher and Anastasia have a peculiar and unexplainable relationship. They hate each other to the point of madness, but somehow they own each other. Mason and Anastasia had been engaged for years, their engagement was something that Asher loathed with all his heart, but he let them.

That's how twisted Asher is.

Even though I've been friends for years, I still can't understand him.

"The Creeds are having a birthday party this weekend. Take Luna with you." Mason said, and I shook my head, "Luna and I won't be joining. We have things to do."

"That sucks, we're going to-" Mason shut Anastasia's mouth, and she bit it.

"See you around, Mr. and Mrs.Calland," I said and walked past them. Anastasia squealed hearing it, and Mason groaned in annoyance.

I entered my office and turned on the TV to see the news. Everything was about Christopher Nielsen's death. I kept watching until my phone rang, and it was none other than Christina.

"Did you kill him?" She asked when I picked up the call.

"No," I answered.

"Why? Why did you kill him?" She's losing it.

"I didn't."

"You did! I know you did!"

"Any evidence?" I talked like a robot, and she started getting so pissed. She screamed at me, and I rolled my eyes.

"If I want to kill him, I would have done it years ago," I said casually, like it was the lightest conversation ever.

"I'm going to kill you!" She screamed, and I chuckled.

"I'll be waiting then." I ended the call and turned off the TV. I leaned back in my seat and decided to call Rodi for updates.

"Yes, boss?"

"Update me," I said as I looked at all the profiles of the people who tortured Luna.

"We have everything under control except for Mara Ecclesias. Her wedding is next week." I almost laughed hearing it.

"Don't worry. Her family will be done by then." I've done my research, and everyone has a black hole. I know everyone's weaknesses and am not afraid to use them.

I won't give mercy to anyone, especially after all the trauma that Luna went through. Her trauma can't be erased, and if I were there, I would have killed them in front of everyone.

I will have fun with all the men who dared to rape Luna because I will give them hell. They will wish for their death instead, but I'm going to let them live. They won't be able to die on my watch.

They will have to go through phases of torture.

"Very well. Anything else?"

"I'll be torturing them here in Seattle for about 6 hours. Then I want you to bring them back to London."

"Okay."

"That's all." I ended the call and got up from my seat. I went down to the all-weapon room. I picked up a knife to practice for Monday. I might not be the best at skinning, but I'm good at cutting them.

Let's see what kind of mood I'm in on Monday.

"Mr.Nielsen, I have news for you." Blanc walked into the room, and I turned to him.

"Your parents are on their way here. I think Christina and Nikolas will follow soon." I let out a sigh.

"When will they land?"

"Tonight, sir."

"Let me know where they're staying and their plans here," I said, and Blanc nodded before leaving. I dialed Asher's number, but he was not answering the phone.

I walked out of the all-weapon room and went to the field to practice.

"I can't believe we'll be having a reunion in 15 years." I sighed and loaded my gun for practice.