Under My Rules (The Slaughterous Packs) book #1

“The new human’s batch arrived!” Yelder was knocking on my door like the stupid rascal he is. “Come, master. We got something for you. You’re gonna love it, master. This time you’re gonna love it!” “Whatever!” I tapped impatient on the clipboard I got, as I followed behind the little jumping creature through the hallway. I was going down to the dungeon only because I would need to do it anyway. I needed to inspect and list what kind of bloods they got. Now a days there are more humans mixed races than one would suppose. It’s for these wolves luck, I guess. “The council asked and Yelder told the council. That human school you visit every week. At the end of the afternoon.” I wanted him to shut up though. Annoying bug. The noises of chains and screams was getting louder and louder, he opens a metal door and there was bodies and blood everywhere. Naked human and virgin ladies with chained members are running from savage wolves hunting them down, just for fun and claiming their bodies and lives, at least the lives of the ones who were lucky to keep it afterwards. There are some of them who try to fight. But our wolves don’t die like this. This kind of resistance just makes them more pissed and virulent. “Yelder saw this beautiful lady the master watches there. Your fascination has a reason, master.” What? This paltry thinks he knows something better than I? What kind of delusional i***t is he? I give him my most furious look and he backs off, arms up, almost being ran over a naked long-bearded wolf chasing his prey. The wolf pulls him off his way, angrily, but then the wolf looks at me. Wisely, he decided to move on, back to his hunt. “We detected it, master. Her blood is really special. She can be yours. Your first mate, just claim her, master. We got her for you.” “Wait. You are not telling me…” My eyes go immediately around. I see some guys dragging a bunch of bloody ladies by the hair, many poles with chained woman being wildly f****d against them. Many bird cages on the sides and bigger ones filled with wolves banging yelling girls that try to escape their hungers. “No, you didn’t bring…” Then my eyes see on the very end of the saloon. It’s mpossible to not recognize… “This girl here…” I felt my heart fall on the ground. I was never pretty sure I had it until this moment. In a pole behind so many dirty guys, there was a chained shrunken and so pale girl, on her knees at the floor, her head under her arms, balled over herself. Her red-pinkish hair - impossible to miss - was fallen all over her naked body. My first impulse was to rip his throat off, I took it in my hand and hit him against the floor so strongly that the entire room felt the shock wave, but he still could speak. “We thought you would be happy, master. It is a gift. The council got you, master. As a gift.” “If someone touched her…” My teeth was hurting of how strongly I gritted. “No, she has your name, on her collar, master Ace. It is master Ace’s property. It is yours, Yelder thought you would be happy. A gift, it is a gift, master.” “It is unbelievable. Why do I keep those kind of rascals?” I couldn’t believe he could go this far. “I should scalp your whole skin and send you to the 8th ground of the underhell!” I make a mass of corruptive energy around me as stiff and thick as I can, and I stake him, from ass to head while I listen to his scream and see it emerge from his skull, spurting a blood pool under us. “You know when you’re gonna leave there? NEVER ON ETERNITY!” I clean my bloody hands on my black shirt and walk pass the turmoil of s*x, death and cry, right directly to her pole. I focus on the balled girl on the floor. I could hear her thoughts so clearly as she cried hard, but silently. ‘Somebody help me. Did I die? Why did I come to hell? What did I do? Is it because I had those vile thoughts about Jordan? he was right, we shouldn’t... I’m so sorry about this. It can’t be real, I can’t be here…’ Oh she thinks she is in hell. Well, in fact there are more pleasing places on hell than this, at least at the first grounds. I’m completely out of control. I never felt so pissed in my werewolf life. I bend down and pull her chain from the pole, sharply to break the rim. She cries louder to the noise and looks up between her arms. “Get up, now!” I order wrathful, holding the chain so tight that I would get me marks. But before I get up, I meet her eyes. “Please… don’t hurt me. Please.” She pleas deeply, with her desperate, red eyes, crying. I chook and look around trying to breath. I feel my body tremble of wrath. “F*ck!” I curse, she cringes more over herself and cries again, but now high-pitched. “Ok…” I clearly needed to calm down. I let go of the chain and clamp my mouth. I ease my face. I try to breath and think straight like I always did. What the hell is my problem?! I put my elbows on my knees and stay there crouched in front of her. F*ck the hell, she was right under my eyes, I could be pretty sure she is secured, so I just stayed there like this until I felt I could breath normally again. My mind making the math, finally. Understanding what just happened and what could be done now. I sigh, still more infuriated than I would like. She answers to the noise of it pressing herself more into a little ball. I pull the chain a bit, the movement makes her starts to mumble once more, but not moving this time, just pleas. “Please, don’t hurt me. Please.” She repeats the same, over and over again, in a softer tone than couldn’t be heard with all this screaming around. “I won’t.” I declare. It is when she looks up again, an inch, but I can see that her soft, pale face is so bright red right now. Her eyes completely drenched. She seems desolated. “Oh dear…” I can’t do anything but to cup her face between my hands, as tenderly as I could in my ruffled state. I got Crystal looking at me, just to see her crying even more. “I’m sorry to drag you into this, but believe me, now you will have no way out, this will be our better option. I’ll have to do this.” Her eyes widen even more and she tries to recoil, I press my hand on her hair keeping her at place and I pull up her silver collar, just enough to have space available at her neck to insert my teeth deep inside her skin. I claim her. Crystal from now on is mine.