Menacing

Menacing 1

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I watched as the Damon pack cowered before my pack and I. They were weak, pathetic, and brought shame to wolves everywhere.

In my eyes, all packs were pathetic except my own. And in comparison to mine- they were.

I am Alpha of this country's most powerful, most vicious, and most feared pack. I lead my pack ruthlessly, and I know it too. I prided myself in a pack of only purebred, strong, and worthy wolves. No one was granted the honor of being a member of my pack if they weren't up to my standards.

I am Alpha of the Apollo pack.

I stood facing away from and front of at least one hundred other members of my superior pack. Only my strongest, male fighters accompanied me on this soon to be massacre. I commanded the others-the children, women, and weaker males- to remain at home which was roughly 30 miles from where we were now.

We stood in a clearing in the middle of a heavily vegetated forest on our own land. The ground covered with soft, white snow. And there, before me, was the Damon pack looking absolutely petrified.

Their Alpha was on his knees.

"Alpha Ronan," the Alpha of the Damon pack said in a begging voice. "Forgive us. Please!"

I looked at him in disgust. How cowardly- an Alpha begging.

"Your pack has trespassed on my land," I started, my voice bored. "For that you shall all die at the hands of the Apollo pack."

"Please," someone behind their pathetic Alpha tried to reason. "It was an accident! We'll leave immediately."

"It's too late for apologies," my Beta, Alexander seethed from behind me, equally as disgusted as I at the worthless pack. My pack sounded with rumbles of agreement.

I raised my hand to silence them without turning. All noise ceased without pause. "Now, why don't you explain to me," I began with my usual harsh, unforgiving voice, "just how one trespasses unknowingly?"

There were about 20 members of the Damon pack before me. I assumed that wasn't their entire pack, because that was a low number- even for weak packs like them.

No one answered for a moment, and then a man who I'm assuming is the Beta spoke up with a trembling voice."One of our pack members accidentally ran across the border that separated no-man's-land and your pack's territory. We all followed her to try to bring her back onto safe land, but by the time we reached her it was too late. Your pack arrived moments after."

"Hmm.." I drawled. "Show me the first trespasser."

They hesitated.

"Now," I commanded, my voice deadly.

The Damon pack parted like the Red Sea to reveal a tiny girl.

Her head was down, a submissive gesture. She was shivering violently out of fear. Her skin was pale, and I could see tears falling down her face. She was trying to contain sobs, but every few seconds one would escape her chest- shaking her small frame every time.

Behind me members of my pack let out mocking laughter, unimpressed with the small girl.

"Step forward," I demanded, my voice harsh and cold. In the moment, I decided I would violently dismember her first, and then the rest of that pathetic pack. I'd show them what they had to look forward to.

Tentatively she walked forward, her pack staring at her with sorrow filled eyes. As she passed her alpha, who was now off of his knees and standing with his pack, he stroked her hand. A goodbye gesture I assumed.