Magnus...

Two figures stood in front of Camilla's place as they engaged in conversation.

"Are you sure..?" One of them asked the other, he has a big ugly scar on the left side of his face that runs a little down to his neck.

"Yes sir, the orb hasn't glowed for so many years but did recently and it led me here.." the other one said respectfully and the former hummed. Seems like the scar faced one was superior to him.

However...

Unbeknownst to them as they stood talking, a figure stood a few foots away watching them. At that time, the other one brought out something that looks like a white ball, it was glowing. He wanted to show it to the scar faced one when...

"Magnus..?" They heard a voice behind them and turning to where the voice came from, it was none other than Roman. 

Instantly, the face of the scar faced one sparkled with fear but he quickly covered it masking his face with a smirk.

Roman stood with his palms fisted and jaw clenched, glaring daggers at them but mostly at the scar faced one which was none other than Magnus.

"Leave us..." 

Magnus immediately muttered to the other one beside him. Nodding his head, the other one left instantly but unknown to them Roman saw the ball like object glowing inside the bag the person left with.

But right now that was not what Roman wanted to know....

How many years or should he rather call it decades he last saw this person..?

And how the hell did he get to Country Z when he is a life sentenced prisoner in Country M..?

What is he doing here anyway... and at his mate's place..?

Let it not be what he is thinking...

"H-how possible can that be..?" Roman thought inwardly with his eyes darkening by the minute when...

"It's been a long time..., half breed." Magnus suddenly said with a smirk and that agitated Roman. 

How much he wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his disgusting scar face...

"What are you doing here, Magnus?" Roman's voice vibrated with anger. The only thing keeping him from ripping Magnus's head from his body that moment was the promise he made to Alex and also to avoid unnecessary suspicions round his mate.

"Why do you think am here..?" Magnus asked masking his fear. He was still not healthy enough to engage in a fight with Roman. If he'd fight Roman now, it will no doubt be a loss, so he didn't want to take that chance.

All these years he was in the dungeon at North Moon, his strength as a siren deteriorated drastically due to the Herculean bane on him. 

Just like whenever a wolf has a wolf bane on, he or she would be weakened. 

A Herculean bane is any object that could torture all supernaturals including witches without any external force on it. It is specially made for tortures and can also restrict movement on someone who has it in them.

Therefore, having the Herculean bane on him for so long took a big toll on him. If he'd fight Roman now, he will only last for five minutes before being dug six foots underground.

But however...

Was that same on Roman's part..?

At that moment, Roman's eyes went to Camilla's window to see her closing the window binds and not long after, the light in her room went off.

She went to sleep..

Taking his eyes off, Magnus could swear he saw a trace of hurt flash on Roman's face and...

"That's a hot one you got there.." Magnus suddenly blurted out, he wanted to taunt Roman but unfortunately...

Immediately what Magnus said flew into Roman's ear, his patience ran dry instantaneously and he leaped.

If there was anything Magnus was scared of, then it's the way Roman charged at him and at that point he couldn't do anything.

The way Roman charged at him by surprise, made Magnus's leg unable to move for a second. Before he could even think of defending himself, Roman's fist landed on his cheek, bursting his lips instantly.

The punch sent Magnus flying few meters away, felling with a thud and he paled. He didn't expect Roman to be so strong after all these years, initially assuming he could at the very least take care of Roman for five minutes. 

Yes.., Five minutes.. that's how long he could last as his strength was no where around Roman's.

Magnus's eyes were filled with astonishment, dismay, and fear and he wanted to backed off in terror but Roman beat him to it.

In anger, Roman sped to where he fell and grabbed him by the collar. With his wolf speed, he sped both of them inside the woods near the place.

"Say that again.." He growled pinning him by the neck in one of the trees. His eyes glowing a deep shade of yellow and emitting a murderous aura.

Magnus trembled in fear. But the thought of someone's influence reassured him.

"I-If I say it a-again, what would you do..?" Magus said struggling with his breath.

"Then, you will only be left with just two choices. We either settle this peacefully, and you swear never set foot near that house again, or I can end everything by killing you here and now." Roman growled.

"And What makes you think I will do as you said... half breed..? Do you think you are fit to challenge the West Crescent pack..?" Magus sneered. 

His tone turned even more hostile as he snapped. "If you let me go, I will think about what you said and won't speak to my uncle at West Crescent pack.."

"But if you insist and lay a finger on me, my subordinate will only need to make a single call and when that time comes, you and those you care about will die!" Magnus ranted shamelessly.

However...

West Crescent pack..?

The name sounded familiar to Roman but he couldn't pinpoint where he'd heard it from. But however, it didn't matter how strong the pack he mentioned is, the pack was less powerful than the whole of North Moon.

Having thought of that, Roman waved the thought aside. Right now, he needed to deal with this nitwit once and for all.

"So, you've chosen death?" Roman raised an eyebrow, tightening his grip on his neck. 

It wasn't his intention to kill everyone. But since Magnus was seeking death, would it be a pleasure to him if he grants it to him..?

At that instant, Roman's claw grew longer and more sharpened..

"Don Illinois, the Alpha of West Crescent pack is my grand uncle, asshole! He is a wizard others fear and respect. You and your loved ones will be doomed if you try to hurt me.." Magnus threatened shamelessly.

Even now, he was still trying to pressure Roman into letting him go. But what if he let Magnus go and he does something worse than what he did to his sister to his mate..?

With the thought...

"If that's the case, you can just go to hell.." Roman raised his claw, a murderous aura surrounding him.

"Wait..!" Magus was scared. 

"Let's talk this out.... we can still settle this peacefully.. don't you think..?" Magnus said trembling and Roman smirked.

At the very least he was scared of death.., but however...

"Too late."

Roman slashed his claw with a stormy expression, swiftly slicing through Magnus's body.

"D-don't you dare.."

Before he could finish his sentence, blood spurted out of Magnus's mouth and he died instantly. 

Immediately after he died, his body began changing to the particular siren specie he is and it turned out that he was a cobra.

Glancing lastly at it, Roman left the woods and ran to his car with his wolf speed. Immediately he was inside the car, he changed back to his human form before driving out of the place.

However...

Not long after Roman left the place, a figure dressed in a black cloak came out of the woods with an indifferent expression. 

He witnessed everything that happened just now...