The woman slid from between the sheets gathering her scant clothing into her arms before departing from the room, Gregor lay back on his pillows gazing at her back as she left, the woman's head was bowed, as she shuffled slowly and unsteadily across the room, he smiled smugly taking pleasure in the claw marks on her back 'pity wolves heal' he thought to himself ''would have been nice if the marks would last more than a few hours but still satisfying none the less.''
The woman gathered her clothing to her naked body in a vain attempt to cover herself and knocked on the door for the guard to open it to let her out of the room before closing the door again. He rolled over on his bed eyes settling on his desk that was set before the large window grunting with frustration that the women had not succeeded in assuaging, he sprang out of his bed stretching his naked body, and stalked across the room, The desktop was a sea of reports from all over the pack lands none of which made good reading.
Of the twelve packs that occupied the pack lands he had conquered seven over the years expanding his territory and his grip placing governorships in the hands of his most faithful but with extended land came extended problems dissent was never far from the surface. He had already had to put out several minor insurrections over the past couple of years and now the packs were haemorrhaging wolves choosing to go rogue rather than live under his rule depleted packs meant depleted strength it was not a situation he could allow to continue unchecked.
His brutal putting down of the insurrections had served as a warning to others those that had not died fighting he had executed publicly in their home packs and while he did not fool himself that there would be no more he was confident in his ability to maintain control of his territories. and yet there were things beyond his control, things that he had not been able to keep his eyes on and that was the entire disappearance of a troop of his guard. The men had vanished along with their families and children. using his orders and consent to leave the pack lands to track down and capture rogue wolves, no less. He growled low and menacingly he had wasted an entire patrol because of it, When they failed to capture Dominic and his men he had them killed their children taken to the camps, and their mates enslaved.
The children though, were coming along nicely re-educated and properly trained in weapons among other things yes indeed his future guard would be entirely loyal only to him, and would do everything he asked of them without question. He did not know why he had not thought of it before, children were mailable get them young enough, and you could teach them to think the way you wanted them to think, fight for what you wanted them to, turn on whoever you want them to turn on, even their parents, which of course was the final test, killing their enslaved mothers. Setting up the camps in each of the packs under his control had been a stroke of genius on his part, the orphans of the pack having no families to care about them or ask where they were gone had given him a supply of malleable young minds to train over the last five years. Gregor did not want just eight packs his ambition was for all the packs to come under his control, and he was determined to stop at nothing till it was accomplished.
The dawn was breaking in the distance as he turned to look out of his bedroom window, the sun peaked just above the horizon.
"Guard" he shouted.
The door immediately swung open the teenage boy nodded in respect to his Alpha "What can I do for you Alpha". his eyes flicked to the naked man at his desk before blushing, he lowered his eyes swiftly to look at the floor. Gregor smirked knowingly.
"I want breakfast served in the dining room in half an hour, and send a maid to clean up this mess"
The boy's eyes flickered to the bed, the sheets lay on the bed in a disheveled and blood-stained heap, and a pillow on the floor was shredded. whatever had gone on in that bad he thought to himself was none of his concern, He stared at the bed for a few moments longer before flicking his eyes back to his Alpha, "Right away Alpha."
YOU ARE READING
Storm Born Book One
WerewolfExiled, his family murdered, and sole Guardian and protector of his nephew the rightful heir. can Edward protect the child? can he help the boy fulfill the prophecy and claim his birthright?