The Red

# 20

"So, your son has already mated and this is the first I'm hearing of it?" I said without turning to face the Alpha.

He whimpered a little and muttered a yes.

"All I've done for you. Kill your other son, take care of your pesky mate, found you someone new, given you control over the fox shifters and you couldn't keep him single? What was your job? Your main purpose for living?" I ask, voice slowly rising with each statement.

He was shaking now. A pitiful excuse for an alpha. Once strong, now weak in the face of opposition.

"I was suppose to ensure that he mated your niece. That he fell in line. But after the death of his brother he rose in power. Took over land. He never thought of settling with a mate until the fox shifters got cocky. Everything is still under my control." He said nervously.

I turned around in a flask and reached into his chest. With his heart in my hand I squeezed. "No, everything is under MY control. And if I want him mated to my niece then he will be. Kill any attachments and alert me when you're done. The Cursed Moon is coming soon and I need him ready."

The man nodded his head in agreement, ready for my hand to unclean him around his heart.

I smile evilly at him. "No, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to my pet. Liel knows how to follow directions. And you sir, are an attachment that we can not afford."

He knew before I did it that I was going to rip out his heart but the surprise on his face was still there. His body slumped to the floor in a matter of seconds. Oh, how lovely it is to be a Mafia crime boss. Especially in the shifter world.

"Delphia, my dear, please come escort this gentleman out. He no longer feels equipped for a social gathering." My maid skittered in and out.

"Glad to see no soft spots remaining." My sister said approaching me.

I returned to my seat. "Well, acquiring these things take a hardened heart. Maybe you should be in charge. No one could run it better than a stone hearted killer, my little sister." I said casually looking through files.

She coughed into her handkerchief. Dainty little demon she was. "No, I'd rather let you do all the hard work and slowly reap the benefits. My daughter needs a soft mother since her father is an evil bastard that chose death over us." She muttered snidely.

I looked up at her. "No need to fret my young sister. Big brother, Alekiel, has you taken care of. Whatever you and my princess wants, you shall have."

"Well, since you asked............