Alphas Angel

33

Alarick's P.O.V

I called Seline for like the 50th time.

After about 4 rings she answered.

"Whhaaatt Alarick!"

I sighed.

"Seline , why don't you answer the phone. I didn't give it to you , just for you to listen to it ring."

"This is stupid. Why don't you just come see me in person."

"No. I can just call you. See?"

I chuckled a little.

She sighed over the phone.

Seline wasn't a big fan of talking over the phone. They don't use them too much in her kingdom.

"What do you want stupid."

I could practically see her eyes roll through the phone.

"Zamora's pushing Emily to have a baby."

"Oh yeah , I forgot to tell you. Female Angels crave mother hood. You better give them what they want before they get it from somewhere else." She began laughing at the end of her statement.

I growled. That won't ever happen.

"Okay thanks bye."

"Wait Alarick!" She laughed.

"What?"

"I heard you were having issues in your kingdom."

I talked to Vince about my rogue situation , since  He likes to keep tabs on me.

I rolled my eyes at the thought.

"Yes, but I have everything under control."

"You know we'll fight for you right? We'll protect you if you protect us."

"You don't have to do that Seline. I know your busy."

"It's no problem Alarick , plus... I'm just dying to kill something."

She laughed.

I frowned remembering this bitch was half demon.

"Yeah... Sounds good Seline. Well , see you later."

I quickly hung up the phone while she was still laughing and turned around towards running footsteps. It was Michael.

"Whats wrong!?" I asked.

"We caught a rogue." He said out of breath.

I growled darkly.

"Where is it." I demanded.

"They're holding him in cell 124."

I quickly walked down to the castles basement.

The basement was a huge area, and wasn't originally a cell room until I became King. It's Probably the size of 2 and a half football fields.

I walked towards the correct cell and examined the rogue.

He was a man that looked to be in his 40's. His beard was so dirty that it almost looked green. He was almost all skin and bones, but he somehow had a plump stomach. Probably from his intestines extending from being starved for so long. His finger nails were dirty and he walked with a limp. He was surely a sight for sore eyes.

"Take him to the red room!" I demanded. I was going to make sure to get answers from the rogue , to try and see what his king was planning.

Roman; the new ruler of Rogues has been a threat ever since my grandparents ruled. There Is a new ruler over the Rogues every generation, similar to normal wolves , but not.

Normal werewolves only get replaced when the King us unable. And the Queen gets replaced when the new king finds a mate.

However , a rogue king can be perfectly able bodied , but as soon as they have a son , they are immediately deemed king. They even begin ruling when they can start making semi-solid decisions.

When my men dragged the weak man into the room, I demanded that my men strap him in the electric chair.

I pulled a chair up on front of him and sat in it.

I looked at him with a smirk and spoke.

"Let's have some fun old man."