Don Black's pov:
Approximately two hours ago I sent Brutus towards my son's mansion. He is supposed to be back any minute. I know he will be because that's the time he has and he knows to make good use of it if he truly cares about his oh-so-precious mate. It also depends on whether or not little Ivy wants her poor grandmother to be okay or not. I'm sure I can have some great fun with Olivia if she doesn't stick to the plan. It will all be clear once Brutus returns.
Losing my son Fagan caused me a pain and anger unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I never did think that I could experience that kind over the loss of a son. I never really cared much for any of them, but at least Fagan showed promise of something better than the other two. Because of that, I have to make sure that Blake understand what that feels like. He's not going to inflict that pain on me and not get it back in return.
After getting a moment of peace and quiet on my own, I hear a plate shatter as it hits the floor. My fist clenches immediately and hits the table as I turn around and see the girl and Olivia crouch down cleaning something up. I immediately get up on my feet and walk towards them.
- It was just a plate, Don. It won't happen again...
Olivia says as I start to take those few steps towards them. A wicked smile forms on my face. I know because I see them grow anxious. I stop next to Olivia who dares to not acknowledge my presence next to her. I grab her by the hair and pull her up.
- Just a plate, huh? You disturbed my peace and quiet with 'just a plate'. If you ever as much as breathe with a noise that disturbs me, you can bet that I will take it out on you...
I let out looking down at her before I turn my head towards the girl who looks terrified.
- ...or you.
I let Olivia down as I walk towards her.
- If your boy doesn't deliver what we planned, I'm gonna make sure that he watches me as I tear your child apart inside of you. After that, I'm going to kill you slowly in a way that will make you both beg me to kill you.
Oliva is trying to get it together on the floor as I stop inches away from the girl. She's a pretty little thing who happens to be connected to Brutus. It's pure bad luck...for them. The girl keeps moving backwards until she hits the wall. I stop right in front of her, looking down on her as I grab a lock of her delicately brown hair. I play with it between my fingers for a moment and smell it.
- I wonder if Brutus ever smelled your hair like this when he made love to you. Or perhaps...I'm wondering even more if he will ever do it again...
I'm about to go further when I hear someone behind me.
- Don, don't!
I immediately turn my head towards Olivia and turn my body accordingly. The young girl now behind me, is teary and shaky when I go back to targeting Olivia.
- You seem to have forgotten something, Olivia. I don't take commands from you, you take them from me! You will stop meddling in my business when I'm talking someone that isn't you, have I made myself clear?!
Some would say she's strong...Olivia, that is. People, if they saw her, would say that she's strong for interrupting me in the middle of something when she knows that it will only make it worse for her. I've grown rather tired and irritated...by that and by her. She can't expect to survive for much longer. Not in this life, not with me.
As I get to her and almost grab her, I feel the anger boil up inside of my chest and it escalates to the point where I just instinctively sap her roughly in the face.
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Demons
Werewolf"4 years ago, we saw our beloved 'Blate' parent the beautiful baby-boy Damian Gray. They had also established themselves as the Alpha and Luna of Blake's old pack, renamed to the Green Valley Pack. But when we meet them again, they have both suffere...
