REVENGE | ✔

Chapter 23

♦If revenge and pride can turn a sea into a desert ... then a lover can also grow flowers in this barren land♦

Author's P.O.V

He should send a party there. He got up to do that when suddenly his phone buzzed.

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He quickly opened the message and read it.

We have found her - Ruben.

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Liam stood in his room at the pack house. He paced in the room, finally stopping at the window. Sky's cardigan was wrapped around his knuckles, which he would smell every once in a while, losing himself to the sensation.

He could still taste her sweet skin. When he had kissed her on the cheek, he wanted to mark her. But it would have been too dangerous. Marking her without any medical attention could have killed her. She would have bled to death.

He brought the clothed knuckle back to his nose, taking a whiff of it before kissing it and going back to bed.

He was tired. Very tired.

He looked around his room, which had crimson dark walls and everything black. From his silk bedspread to the dark lamp above his bed.

All black and dark. Just like him. Dark.

He gets into his kind sized bed and gently unwrapped the cloth from his hand, placing it on the other side of the bed, where Sky should be. Where she belonged.

But for now, the cardigan would do.

He looked back up at the ceiling, his thoughts going to that bloodsucking leech. He would have to do something about him. Make sure that he stays away from her.

Far away for that matter.

His hand made his way into the pocket of his jeans, taking out the death sticks which he had grown accustomed to after the death of his father at the age of sixteen.

He used to be normal back then. Had friends. A prankster too. But that all changed, when the weight of an entire pack was put on his shoulder.

He cut himself off. Getting tattooed and pierced step by step.

Now his body was covered in tattoos, adding to his scary aura.

He lit the cigarette, placing it into his mouth while taking long drags in his bed, devising a way to get rid of Carson.

What to do?

He grabbed his cell phone calling the boy, who he finally found a good use of.

"Hello?" David picked up after the third ring.

"David." Liam replied in a manner of greeting and the boy at the other side became attentive.

"A-Alpha. Is there a problem?" The boy asked probably scared.

"No. But I want you to get me information on Carson. I want the folder ready by tomorrow evening, on my desk. Is it clear?" Liam said sternly and the boy cringes.

"Yes, yes. Of course." He replied and Liam smiled with satisfaction.

"Good."Liam replied and ends the line.

David was the Zeta of the pack and it seemed just right to ask him to get it for him.

Liam gets out of the bed and began pacing the room once again, puffing smoke out of his nose and mouth every once in a while, but it failed to calm him down.