Bitten...2

"Hisss..!"

The siren hissed in pain as he felt the same pain again in the left side of his stomach and knew instantly that Roman had done it again this time. He turned and wanted to attack Roman but his body said otherwise as he spit out blood and nearly slumped on the ground.

Camilla on the other hand wanted to attack him again. But all of a sudden, the siren snapped towards her and out of fear the dagger slipped out of her hands falling to the ground.

With the dagger still in his stomach, the siren grabbed Camilla's neck and began choking her. But after a while, he turned towards Roman still choking Camilla with his right hand.

Making sure that Roman's panicking eyes were on him, the siren smirked. He did as if he was sniffing Camilla's struggling hands that were on his as a result of preventing him from choking her to death.

In two seconds, Roman saw Camilla's hands drop and his brows furrowed in confusion.

He didn't choke his ducky... did he? Roman thought as he groaned in pain struggled to stand, the wound was deep and wasn't closing up anytime soon.

He was still dragging himself towards them, when the siren let go of Camilla's neck and she dropped in the ground. Before Roman could get to where they were, the siren already sped to the exit of the restroom.

"We will meet again.." he said and sped out of the restroom.

However..

Roman knew Camilla was not dead yet but with the way she slumped on the ground...

"No.." he muttered, dragging himself as an unimaginable thought ran through him.

Getting to where she laid, he quickly felt her pulse and luckily she was till breathing. Heaving a sigh of relief, he gathered her into his arms and made to carry her out of the place when he saw to back two black dots on her left wrist.

They looked like a snake bite with black veins surrounding it. The veins were slowly spreading while the bite itself was slowly closing up.

Immediately Roman saw this, his jaw clenched and his face darkened. He knows what it was.. Camilla, his mate was bitten.

"No...!"

~~NORTH MOON CLAN ~~

Inside the North moon clan pack dungeon, there's a pin drop silence as the pack guards all arranged themselves in straight line. Their heads were bowed out of fear, they couldn't afford to raise their heads and take a peek at his face. Alexander's face, especially his eyes are brimming fire at the moment.

He stood with his back facing them, his hands were folded behind him. He was holding a long thorn whip, but none of the pack guards knew that, because none of them dared to raise their head and take a peek. It was a whip used in tormenting the prisoners...

"When did this happen...?" Alex broke the silence as he slowly turned around and faced the trembling guards. He studied them for a moment before he sat on the chair Ethan had brought for him earlier.

A prisoner had escaped from his dungeon and this was the exact same reason he'd come back to North moon.

Ever heard of the Alpha that doesn't live in his pack..? Well yeah... it's the Supreme Alpha, Alexander Lee.

However....

"Tell me... how was that possible?"Alex asked again.

His voice was so quiet and calm, but it's vibration sent chills down everyone's spine. Even Ethan seemed scared because they all knew this was calm before the storm and none of the guards dared to say a word.

"What part of the question don't you understand...?!" he growled and lashed the whip randomly.

A guard fell on the ground and started howling in pain, with blood gushing out from a very deep cut the whip had just imprinted on him.

The other guards gasped in great terror when they realized it's a thorn whip that Alex's holding, they all fell on their faces and started gibbering in extreme fear.

"Silence!" He growled at them.

He randomly lashed the whip again as he said those words, and it landed on another guard.

"Aaarrrghh..." the guard landed on the ground instantly groaning in pains.

"speak!" he bellowed.

"Al... Alpha.."

"Don't stutter in my presence...!" He ordered.

"Ye.. yes, Alpha..." the guards said quickly.

"One person at a time.." Alex growled.

"Supreme Alpha, we really don't know what happened, but all of a sudden there was a black mist everywhere..." the guard began.

"Continue.." Alex said.

"The lights suddenly went off but we managed to put it back on..it was after the light came back on that we discovered that the prisoner was gone..."

"When did this happened..?" Alex asked as the guard shivered.

"Last.. two nights..." the guard muttered visibly shaking involuntarily.

"Alpha.." Ethan interrupted the guard's explanation. "The elders are waiting outside the pack house and seeking audience with you."he reported.

Alex sighed, he got up and threw the whip on the ground.

"All of you, to the field now, 500 laps!"

The guards gasped as their eyes grew wide in terror, Ethan leaned closer to Alex's ear and whispered.

"Alpha..., 500 laps...they can't survive it."he pleaded on their behalves and glared at him.

"200 laps.." he said coldly as he glared at them.

Sighs of relief was heard from all of them and they fell on their knees again bowing deeply.

"Thank you for your mercy, Alpha.." the guards started chanting happily.

Alex turned to Ethan.

"Let's go"