Kings POV:
He doesn't make a single sound as I pound my fists into his stomach over and over again.
I land every second blow against his temple with my anger backing the power of my every blow.
Kane's silence of the last hour has been frustrating, I want to hear his pain - see him suffer.
My thoughts are manifested into action as he begins to open his mouth - a loud gurgling chuckle escaping it.
This fucker.
"You think this is fucking funny? You threaten me as your President and come for my pack and now... you're fucking laughing?"
I annunciate every word as I scream it into his face, my anger practically making me vibrate.
Control. I need to be the one in control. I control the beast not the other way around.
The thought makes me reel back, this is what he wants...
He wants to see me loose control, he wasn't to prove his made up point that I am not a fit leader - that because I now have a pack I'm suddenly unfit for the job I was fucking moulded into since I was a child.
Well I've got news for him.
"You're my cousin Kane. That means I can't kick you out of my club without serious repercussions, but what it does mean is that I can strip you off all your titles and make you a mere groupie."
He flinches, only slightly but I notice and it's enough to crack a smile onto my hardened face.
I left my two Omegas tucked in bed because it's my fucking job to teach him a lesson.
I HAD to.
I repeat this mantra in my mind every time my thoughts sway to my pretty brown haired Omega, face stricken with pleasure as she makes the most gorgeous breathy sounds and our mate watches us, stroking his long cock-
No.
Focusing back on the task at hand, I narrow my eyes at Kane. My cousin. The man who is seemingly planning my own downfall.
God I wish we weren't related.
He has the family name and without solid evidence of his crimes against me I can't just declare a vote or ban him... or even kill the motherfucker.
His remarks aren't proof. His little whispers and crowds of glaring members aren't proof.
I need it, need to prove what I know he is planning and I know the perfect person to get this proof for me.
Reeling my fist back again, I land one more bone breaking punch to my cousins jaw.
The sound of crunching bones, clears the haze of my rage and I still.
I've made my point, warned him and now it's up to him to take this warning for what it is - a chance. The only one he is going to get from me.
I nod to the corner of the room and wait as the two men come towards us.
The bonds around Kane are quickly loosened by one of the men who had been standing in the corner for back up... not that I needed it, it's a precaution.
I turn my focus back to the unrecognisable man still slouched in the chair, "I hope this little beating has opened your eyes to how things go around here- how I run things."
He just sits idly in the chair, his head clutched between his now free hands, blood dripping from his mouth and cuts.
"Pathetic," I scoff out.
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The Darkest Choice | Omegaverse
Romance"Look at how pretty she looks bent over my lap, all desperate for her mates. Isn't that right pretty little Omega? You want all your mates to take care of you, fix that ache in your core that only your mates can mend." The needy whine that escapes...
