A L P H A A L E X E I is a feared name, whispered many times by frightened children. But he's respected, others kiss up to him and his word is valued upon.
C A T H E R I N E disowned and without a last name. Shunned by the werewolf community...
The sound of his fist made as it cracked upon the prisoners jaw alarmed even himself. But it also kept him going, till point of no return.
Today he would rearrange the faces of the rogues, make a point about the trespassers problems that they were currently facing.
The pounding in his head. The boiling of his blood. The intense anger.
It all circled back to little Catherine.
No, don't think about her. No Catherine. Who the fuck is Catherine?
But her words echoed in his head. Would she? Could she?
He should've never listened to her, should've made her sleep it off instead.
The sudden hand on his shoulder alarmed him, he stopped hitting the prisoner and stilled.
"Alexei, what are you doing? Look around you. Snap out of it," the harsh voice of Anastasia, his sister echoed around the steel room.
Alexei shrugged her hand off but finally saw what she saw. The splatter of blood on the walls, the blood running on the floor from the prisoners injuries, the stack of prisoners in the corner. His hands were covered red.
Wiping it on his slacks, he took the rag from his sister and tried to clean the blood off as he looked around at all his soldiers guarding the doors.
Alexei fixed his tie, unrolled his sleeves, grabbed his coat and said "Don't ever let anyone in while I'm in here, is that clear?" he shouted to his soldiers.
They all nodded once, their eyes trained on the walls, an impassive facade.
But the fear in their eyes was present, just like Alexei liked.
Alexei walked out of the Steel Room, walking past the countless dungeons, ignoring the pleads of the prisoners, nodded to the security guard and walked right up back to the castle.
After all the whole sprawling 828,820 square feet of the palace also housed a whole 828,820 square feet basement, also known as the dungeon and hospital.
Unfortunately, Alexei had a meeting to go to.
He walked quickly to the meeting room, nodding to the guards who opened the double door for him.
Inside sat most Alpha's, Beta's and Gammas, including Catherine's father. Beta Julian Bellami.
Alexei could feel their eyes trained on his bloody attire.
The flecks of blood on his pressed white shirt. The faint blood on his hands. The blood wiped on his slacks.
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