Chapter 7

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LONDON

THE CASTLE

Derek's POV

My name is Derek Blake and I'm a werecoyote, my mother was a coyote my father a werewolf, making me the only one of my kind. My entire life all I ever wanted was to be apart of a pack but because of my mix-breed my mother kept me hidden, I never knew my father only that he was an Alpha, and that he did not want me as his son. I spent most of my childhood training becoming the perfect warrior hoping that one day my father would acknowledge me but that day never came, my mother would always tell me that I was better off without him but every son needs his father, my love for him would eventually turned into hate, and when my mother passed away hate was all I knew everything that was good in me died with her. I left my childhood home in search of a pack who would accept me but no one wanted a mix-breed in their ranks, sick of rejection I decided that I didn't need any Alpha I just needed to be one, so I let the monster in me take over, and hunted down every last Alpha who rejected me killing them without hesitation if I couldn't be loved then I would be feared. Before my mother died she told me the name of my father Lucious Collins, and now with a pack of my own I was ready to face the man who abandoned me to make him, and everyone else bow down to me, the Alpha King.

"Someone is here to see you my King, said one of the werewolves.

"Send them in, replied Derek before sitting down on his throne.

Kelsie walks in and kneels down before Derek.

"Please forgive my unexpected visit but I heard you were the Alpha that hunts, and kills Alphas there's one in particular who needs to die, said Kelsie still kneeling down before Derek.

"I have all the power I need why should I take down this Alpha you speak of, asked Derek.

"This Alpha has imprinted on a vampire and now he sides with them over his own kind he doesn't deserve to call himself an Alpha, said Kelsie turning her eyes yellow.

"And what's the name of this Alpha, asked Derek.

"Shon, his name is Shon Collins, replied Kelsie.

"Collins, now why does that name sound familiar, said Derek.

"He's the son of Lucious Collins the leader of the High Council, replied Kelsie.

Derek sat there in silence for a bit weighing out his options, knowing that he would never be accepted by his father like Shon, filled him with such rage, he then stood up from his throne and began to speak.

"Do you know where to find this Shon, asked Derek with a mischievous look on his face.

"I know exactly where he is, the Alpha's Ball is happening now it would be a perfect time to strike, replied Kelsie with a evil look on her face.

"I can see that whatever this Shon has done to you, it is personal, turns out I also have some personal business with the Collins, so I tell you what you can take twenty of my best werewolves bring this vampire to me if she's that important then surly Shon will come after her, said Derek with a smirk on his face.

"Yes your majesty, said Kelsie.

As Kelsie and the rest of the werewolves begin to leave Derek said one last thing.

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