Chapter 13

Warning: This chapter contains gore and necrophilia. Do not read if you're squeamish. You've been warned.

Meanwhile...

Agatho moves in fluid motions as he slits the enemy's throat, neat and precise. The blood spurts from the slitted neck as the enemy tries to block the bleeding in a futile attempt. Agatho revel at the sight, truly it is beautiful. After he confirmed the death, Agatho beheaded his foe's head and stuff it inside a cheap rugged sack.

The blood drips from the bag onto the ground, staining the ground red. He puts aside the sack and grabs his small dagger. He approached the headless corpse and toys with it. "Ah, how I wish I can do this to the damn Omega." He flayed the skin by the right arm, revealing the muscle beneath it.

A twisted smile decorated Agatho's face as he continues flaying the corpse. "How dare he tries to take away my master from me? Appearing out of nowhere, stealing others' belonging." He stabs the genital of the corpse, repeatedly. The organ is now unrecognizable. "Ah, no, no, no. Master does not belong to me, no, not yet. How should I make master mine?" He shakes his head.

Agatho looked down on the desecrated corpse with glee. "Ah, how beautiful. Now you're becoming the type I like~" He sang. He grabs the legs of the now skinless corpse and rutted against it. "Hff, ah, ah, ah~~" He jerks his length off with such needs, chasing his climax. Finally, white strands of liquid landed on the stomach of the corpse, seeping into the muscles.

Agatho bends his neck upwards and stares at the moon. "Ah, I need to go back soon. My master will scold me if I'm late reporting the mission's details." He muttered to himself absent-mindedly. He wiped himself with the tattered clothing of the corpse and tuck himself back inside his trouser. He picks up the blood-stained sack and heads home.

***

The door to the throne room opens with a loud creak. Agatho enters inside and drops the sack in front of his master. The silver-haired man glances at the sack and gave Agatho a cold, approving smile. "You've done well, Agatho. Come here." His master praised. Agatho felt giddy.

He approached his master as he was commanded. The silver-haired man opens his arms and pulls Agatho into his embrace. "Drink." Agatho nodded and went for his master's neck. He laps at the pale skin before sinking his fangs. Agatho greedily drinks from his master, feeling hungry after his endeavor. "Don't be so greedy, Agatho." Came the stern voice from his master.

Agatho whimpered and retracts his fangs. He licks at the wounds and the wounds healed in an instant. "You had your fill, now I will take mine." Agatho tilted his neck and his master dives in. Agatho moaned as his blood was sucked by the silver-haired man. It was the ecstasy, the feeling of pure pleasure.

Agatho was lost in the feeling, his eyes went glossy. After his master is finished drinking from him, the smooth fingers of his master's hand caress his cheek. "Agatho, my good boy, I have a mission for you." There's a whisper in his ear. Agatho snapped out of his trance and looks at his master's eyes.

The golden eyes stare back at his blue one. "Yes, master. Give me your order." The silver-haired man chuckles at his response. "Good. You are to eliminate the prisoner after the deal is done. Bring Zethe and some others with you. I want you to capture the Alpha." Agatho nodded. "Consider the job is done, master."

"I told you to call my name when we are alone right, Agatho?" The man tugs at his hair. "Ah, I'm sorry, mas-" Agatho stops and corrected himself. "Alkai." The man kisses him, their lips locking together. "When you're finished, come meet me at my chamber to collect your reward." The man whispered. Agatho shivered in his master's arm.

"I have to go now," Agatho replied, releasing himself from the man's embrace. "Do not disappoint me, Agatho." The man snaps his fingers and another vampire walked in. "Clean the mess. And bring the head to Tregga." Agatho disappeared into the darkness of the corridors, as the heavy wooden door closed behind him.

Outside of the throne room, Agatho's deranged smile returned to decorate his face. Ah, he couldn't believe he can kill that mutt so soon! Agatho skipped down the corridor and headed to the west wing where Zethe's chamber is located.

***

Zethe is irritated when someone is knocking on his door persistently. He opened the door to see Agatho, his fellow assassin. "Agatho, what the hell are you doing here?" Zethe asked. It's not like Zethe hates Agatho, but he can be very annoying. "Hmm~ Our master has given us a mission." Agatho hummed.

"And you look very happy. Come in and tell me." He moves to the side to let Agatho in. Agatho went inside and perched onto the edge of the oak table. "Can't you sit on the chair like a normal person, Agatho?" Agatho only smiled at him. "Fuck, it is useless to argue with you. So, tell me. What made you so happy?"

"Master has permitted me to kill the mutt! Ah, and also, we are to capture the Alpha of the foolish pack." Now Zethe understands why Agatho is so damned happy. "You wanted to slaughter the rest of the pack?" He asked, although he already knew the answer to that question. "Yes! Please...?" Agatho's eyes were glimmering. Zethe sighed.

"Yes, yes, you can kill the rest of the pack by yourself. We won't interfere." Zethe shrugs. He knew if he were to reject Agatho's demand, he will throw tantrums again. Why does he have to work with Agatho, he never knew. "Thanks! You're the best, Zethe!" Agatho jumped from the table and exited the room. "Why the hell is he so childish? What is master thinking?" Zethe closed the door and plops down onto his bed.