Nine hundred. Nine hundred innocent people. Nine hundred amount of blood has been shed for him to become the king of all alpha’s. It makes me wonder, think and shivers as if I am fool enough to not understand his reason behind it.
In human, killing is a crime and in werewolves killing is a means of survival but killing innocent people is like welcoming the darkness of the world to devour you, pieces by pieces until you have nothing left not even your soul.
“ Cut your tongue, huh?” The man in front of me said, teasing me, mocking me for something that I don’t know what to feel about. It makes me vomit and question him, his twin rather.
The door opened and it reveals the leader of rogues, my father which I barely knew and will never accept as my father. He looks as if he’s not happy to see Alpha Dominic, or Elijah. It kinds of a fast pace for me to absorbs who really he is.