His world:
The walls were coated in blood. And now fresh blood was about to be stained on the walls. Blood will drip down the walls onto the ground. Blood needed to be split tonight. A heavy calling for blood rang in his ears as he strode towards the two men who were tied up and blindfolded.
His heavy footsteps alone caused them to shiver. They knew then and there, the Alpha has arrived.
With every step he took towards them, it was like death calling them. Those very steps were their countdown to death.
Their shaky breaths and pounding heartbeats only brought delight to him, making his finger itch for blood. Even the men that stood around guard were fearing for their lives. They respectfully bowed before their leader. One thing the Alpha will not tolerate was disrespect! And they should know, that was the reason these two men were about to face death, rather mercilessly.
The Alpha pulled the wooden chair towards himself. Smirking when the screeching of the legs of the chair caused the men forced to knee down in front of him to cringe. He sat down quietly and looked at the blind-folded men knelt and tied up in front of him. Both shaking and shivering feeling the powerful aura that radiated off the Alpha.
They say it only took his name alone to bring someone to his knees begging for their lives. They say he didn't show mercy. They say didn't even know what mercy was. They call him merciless.
And now coming almost face to face with that powerful man, it was like death itself knocking on your door.
He signalled his men, only with the clicks of his fingers; no words. He didn't want to waste any more time. The hunger inside needed to be calmed. The hunger for blood.
The blindfolds of the two men were taken off. They gasped as their eyes set upon the man that sat high and mighty in front of them.
"Alpha! Forgive us! We didn't-" The man started, but he immediately cut himself off when the Alpha leans his elbows on his knees and brought a finger to his lips. His eyes spoke with fire in them. Such fiery and anger in one look, it made them shut their mouths in a second. Hell, itself, burned in him. A beast lurked within his being. If released, then running or even trying to escape would do no good, death will be welcomed, whether you like it or not.
With another click of his fingers, a larger metallic bar was hit against the head of the man that spoke. Blood swept from his head and fell onto the Alpha's feet coughing out blood. The man beside him gasped in fear and squirmed looking away.
It only made a smirk, decorate itself on his lips once again. He leaned down and wiped a bit of blood of the man's head. He rubbed soft liquid within his thumb and finger. Such redness, such exotic scene, such desire for more
"You have betrayed me, Adam.." His voice was calm, too calm. He spoke to man coughing out in front of him, never taking his eyes off his hand, where he felt blood and his claws soon drew out wanting more, much more.
"F-Forgive me Alpha! I had n-no choice!" He spoke spattered out his blood, sitting up again. The man had gotten his attention. The Alpha turned to him with a raised eyebrow.
"No choice..." He repeated the man's words, almost like it was a different language and he was sounding it out. He chuckled darkly and slowly wrapped his hand around the man's neck, not strongly. He didn't want to rush this. He wanted to see the pain he was about to feel in his eyes. He wanted to see him begging for mercy. He wanted to watch in amusement. "Well..." He leant in close, towards the guy's ear, "You won't have a choice here too.." He whispered dangerously. The man gulped, and his smirk widened. He looked into the man's eyes, they were wide in fear and begging him to spare him. And he loved it.
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My Merciless Alpha Mate
WerewolfBefore known as 'The Night's Howl'. It all started that one fated night when she ran in the forest only to met eyes the most feared and merciless Alpha the world of werewolves have ever known. Alpha Zayden Dimitri Anderson was the is most ruthless...