VIII-Traditore (Part 2)

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HERE'S ANOTHER UPDATE! Hope you'll love it! I'm very very very sorry for my long absence, don't worry this summer, I plan on finishing this story! Yay! Please don't lose hope, it's really depressing that some of you guys have been giving up on me. I'm really sorry.


Also, I will update 5 chapters in one day if sold will reach 100 votes this month! (No kidding!) So please, vote and comment! You know how much I love those as much as I love your reaction! Thanks a lot!




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The dark grey clouds were surrounding the sky, the wind is colder and the eerie silence creating a dark aura everywhere. The heavy clouds and unusual behavior of the birds shows the sign of the big storm coming. The muffled thunders are nearing the territory and in a matter of time will arrive.


Underground, the unconscious beaten male is lying on the cold surface of the dungeons along with the other male on the other corner of the cell, fear cursing throughout his body, he's shaking and the thought of confronting his Alpha made him cowering on the corner, hoping it was all a nightmare.


The sound of keys and the click of the cell's lock woke him up from his deep slumber, making him jump, afraid of what is about to come. Two men in guard's uniform hold the unconscious body of his partner, bringing him out of the dungeon carelessly. Cole felt himself being lift and he groaned in extreme pain cutting through his body.


He hissed when a pair of hard hands gripped his shoulder making him kneel on the rough surface of the floor. He screamed when a punch was thrown at his stomach. The other male still inside the dungeon pitied his companion and feared for himself.


"Don't worry, you'll be facing the Alpha soon and this will be over." The guard hissed sharply on Cole's ear and a mocking laughter is what he heard next. Tears of fear, pain and anger cascaded into his face, wetting his bruises and scratches. His heart beats so fast, a chunk of fear and anger collided on his chest, making his chest tightened.


They bring his limp body on the yard, showing his beaten body to everyone. Some pitied him but most of them were disgusted on him. They are not unaware of the consequences of the two male's action. They have been waiting for this for weeks. Eager to witness the first traditore in century that will be a great example for the world, a legendary yet a very terrifying phenomenon for everyone to witness. This will make their pack indomitable and be feared.


Another pair of guards came and get the remaining male on the dungeon, holding the male's body with their strong grips. The male tried to get away, kicking one of the guard's legs, but the other guard is fast and throw a punch on his stomach and kneed his back into submission. The male screamed in pain, days of torture and being starved is visible on him.


"You think you're great! You- - You're just a stupid pet of the Alpha!" The male manage to spat out before another kick hit his jaw, causing blood dripping from his broken nose.


"You better shut up, Andrew. Before I kill you stupid mutt!" The guard's words was full of venom making him shake in terror, remembering that he still needs to confront his Alpha. He plead and plead until he was thrown carelessly on the mud.

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