Sold To The Ruthless Alpha

Still Damien’s POV

My body was shaking in rage, and I was very close to losing it. The last time I’d been this furious had been when Stacy tricked me into screwing her in the woods, and Sofia walked in on us.

No matter how hard I fucking try to calm myself down, talk myself off this edge that I was about to fucking fall from, I just couldn’t do it.

I’m pissed,

Raging,

Fucking seething.

I’m so mad.

After some minutes, Dwain was finally able to decrypt the phone. I was so stunned to see that the sorcerer we have been searching for had been hiding in plain sight all along. It’s someone I have known for a long time, but I decided to ignore him because he never crossed his boundaries and he never dared to cross me. His name is Allen Cole, he is a were coyote and an evil sorcerer. I would never have thought that he would try to help Stacy to get rid of me and destroy my pack. How could he do this to me?

All for fucking what?

I knew he was a sick bastard. I’ve heard about his shady dealing with the rogues. I also know that he has delved into black magic, but I didn’t care about his dealing as long as he never came near me or my people, I never bothered about it. But this time, he fucking crossed the line, he went overboard and he’s going to pay for it, I swear it.

I want to punch someone or smash something, I just want to hurt someone. I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t get anything out, I was that fucking mad, I want to throttle that fucking bastard, I want to snuff the life out of him for putting me through all this. The last time I’d set eyes on him had been when I saved him from the rogues. There was a series of rogue attacks in the neighboring pack. The Alpha asked me for help and I responded to his call without delay because of the relationship between the other Alpha and me. We went after the rogues, we traced them to their secret hideout in the woods and we invaded their space, burning down everything to the ground. We found Allen Cole in their midst and he claimed to be an unwilling participant in their activities. He said he was being held hostage by the wolves and we let him go because he looked pretty ragged and disheveled. And so we let him go, we did not touch a hair on his head, I even granted him safe passage through my territory. An o have never concerned myself with his activities even when I knew that he was dealing in black magic.

“Get the cars ready, Ralph. We leave immediately.” I ordered in a fierce tone. I did not even wait for him to get the cars ready, I followed him immediately, with Dwain and the others following closely behind me.

“Keep the elders in check dad, I need to go and save Sofia. I promise I’ll explain everything to you and the entire council members when I get back, but I need to go right now, dad, her life is in danger.” I explained to my father when I met him at the foot of the stairs. Apparently, the elders have been trying to reach me because of the message they got from Stacy, but they haven’t been able to reach me and since they didn’t get to meet with Stacy either, it’s making them edgy and a bit paranoid.

“I trust you, son, I k ow you have a good explanation for what is happening and I would try my best to keep the pack in order while you are away. Now go get your woman back son.” He let out with a warm smile, urging me on. I nodded with a smile, then I set out immediately, going downtown to search for that bastard. He stays in the slums by choice, that way it would be easy for him to see if anyone suspicious is coming close to his hideout. He thinks he is smart, but he can never get away from me, not this time.

First, I sneaked into the building, hiding a few feet from his door, then I had the entire building surrounded in just a few seconds, forcing him out of his house as he tried to escape through a secret exit that wasn’t in the building plan.

“Going somewhere?” I asked him in a sarcastic tone, making him pause in shock as he gazed at me as if he has just seen a ghost. I stood there and gazed back at him, keeping him distracted while Ralph sneaked up on him and stabbed him in the neck with a syringe filled with yellow wolfsbane mixed with Mountain ash, the only kind of poison that could successfully hurt and weaken a werecayote. With the mountain ask in his body system, he would never dare to use his magic or he dies pathetically. I had him moved into the basement, I need to vent my anger on this bastard, I can’t bear to hold it in any longer.

When I got to the basement, I met him exactly the way I wanted him to be. He was standing in the middle of the room, his hand tied up above his head with cuffs linked to a chain that is also connected to an electrical circuit that releases up to six hundred volts. With the wolfsbane from the chains and the high electrical voltage, he is as vulnerable and weak as a human. He was knocked full of wolfsbane and mountain ash, and he is now unconscious from the poison. I signal the guard standing close to the electrical switch, then he pushed the button, releasing over six hundred volts into his body, and he shook violently, screaming from the pain it caused him. I smiled in satisfaction, looking down at the piece of shit in front of me,

“Ah! Look who is finally awake.” I let out mockingly. He was as weak as shit and he kept taking deep, heavy breaths as he tried to catch his breath and calm his breathing. He didn’t respond, keeping his eyes on the floor. He had been left in nothing but his boxers, which was perfect for what I planned on doing to him. I could see the bruises on his face and I knew without being told that it came from Ralph or one of the other guys. I know they care about her as much as I do, and I’m happy to have them around . e

I pulled on a pair of black rubber gloves, whistling a soft tone as I looked over all of my favorite tools before me.

Hmmm… What should I start with?

Maybe a slash across his wrist, letting him bleed out while I work on his other body parts, or maybe I should bust his kneecaps,

Options, Options…

I picked up my baseball bat, and smiled, loving the feel of it in my palms. Don’t worry, I’m not a monster, I know he would heal pretty soon. He is a werecayote, they heal way faster than us. I’m sure he would heal pretty soon.

“Now, Allen, I’m going to give you a chance to explain yourself. Why the fuck were you helping Stacy to kill me and destroy my pack?”

“Because she is a whore and she screwed me real good and begged me to help her, besides, I really don’t like you, Alpha Damien. I fucking hate you…

I smirked at him, then I tutted, shaking my head and pursing my lips at him,

“Lesson number one, Allen. You don’t ever refer to me as your Alpha,” I signed. I swung the bat, bashing it into his left knee cap, grinning when I heard that satisfying crunch, and the scream of pain that followed.

“Let’s try another question now, shall we?” I asked, patronizing him.

“Go to fucking hell, Damien. Fuck you!” he yelled, tussling pathetically, trying to get free but failing miserably. I noticed that he had his eyes shut firmly and I knew that he was about to use his magic because the mountain ash is wearing off. I signed mockingly before swinging the bath and smashing his other knee cap, before stabbing another syringe on his neck.

“Ahhh…” he yelled in pain. “You motherfucker! Fuck you!” he cried out in pain as the tears started to well in his eyes.

“I do wanna fuck someone Allen, too bad it ain’t you, it’s never gonna be you. You hurt a girl in love and you just made her hate me even more. If I were you, I would start talking because you just made me super furious.

Now, where is the cure to the poison you gave to Stacy?” I roared out.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“You call that human whore your woman?” he asked mockingly, letting out a cruel laughter that made me grind my teeth in anger.

“You love this game, don’t you?

Well, guess what, I love it even more. I said with a smirk as I moved around to stand behind him. I swung the bath once more, bashing it on his already broken knees, smiling in satisfaction as he yelled out helplessly, screaming like a girl. I didn’t stop there, I got a knife laced with wolfsbane and plunged it into his ribs, pushing it so deep to puncture a vital organ. He screamed and coughed up blood, pouring it everywhere.

“Next question, Marcus. And bear in mind, that your answer to this question will determine if you’ll leave this room alive. Think carefully before you answer.

Where did you get the formula to recreate a demon wolf, and where is the cure?” I asked.

“That potion was destroyed many years ago and I’m pretty sure that no Alpha would dare to release that formula to anyone, so tell me, dear Allen, how did you get the formula?” I asked with a warm mocking smile that told him that he’s been caught.

“I’m not going to ask again, Are you a descendant of one of the ancient sorcerers?” I asked fiercely. The color drained from his face and fear took over. A growl escaped my lips when he started crying and begging, I was not in the mood for all this, I was out for blood. I signaled the guards to cut him loose, setting him free, then I motioned them out of the room.

“Stand Up Allen, you are coming with me.” I let out fiercely, dragging him on the floor as I dragged him out of the basement, dragging him to his secret room where he does all his silly concoctions and other magical practices.

“You have ten minutes to find the cure for me. Your life depends on it, so I’ll suggest that you get to work immediately and get it done fast.” I told him firmly, taking off all the strange trinkets and rings that he has on him. I increased the dosage and stabbed him with a third syringe, making it impossible for him to play any pranks on me. He snickered weakly, taking slow steps towards his work table. He pulled out one of the drawers and brought out a little white box, holding it out to me with that same silly grin plastered on his face. From the look of things, it seems like he has already made plans for something like this. It is either Stacy had already ordered him to make the cure, or maybe he knew she would fail in her plans and he had it made as a contingency plan because he knew I would come for him.

“You knew I was coming, didn’t you?” I asked him with a smirk, earning a deep frown from him as he wiped off the silly grin on his face and replaced it with a glare.

“Do you want the cure or not?” he retorts, snarling furiously.

“Of course, I do Allen. Why the hell would I go through so much trouble if I do not want the cure? It’s a good thing that you have it ready. I hope you are ready to face the demon you created?” I asked him with a smirk. The glare on his face wiped off immediately, only to be replaced with panic as he tries to understand what I meant when I asked him if he was ready to face the demon he created.

“W… w… what the hell are you talking about?

You have the cure, why don’t you just take it and go? What do you want from me?” he asked, looking so confused, making me chuckle.

“You didn’t really think that I would let you off so easily, did you?

You are right, you have given me the cure. But how the hell am I going to administer that cure without you, who do you expect to would face the demon wolf that you created?” I growled in his face, making him move back in fear as he feels the anger in my aura. I smirked, giving him an imposing look that brought fear to his face

“Oh, wait…

You thought I would take the cure and go to that island and face the demon wolf on my own, right?

You lie, Allen, you are a big joker if you think I am leaving this house without you. It’s time for you to meet your creation. Personally, I think you would love the demon wolf in Sofia and I know it will be dying to meet you too.” I let out with a bit of sarcasm, loving the dreadful look on his face.