The Mad Wolf King

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Elias

I left Daisy's side after watching her sleep for a while on my bed because she needed to rest and not have some creep watching her breathe, and sadly, that creep was me.

I walked out of my room and closed the door gently, not wanting to wake her up. I still needed to investigate those asses who did that to her.

As my thoughts went to those bastards that put her in so much pain, all I could suddenly see was red and anger.

And the only thing that could calm me and my wolf was killing someone and drinking their blood, especially that of our enemies.

I slammed the door shut and hoped the loud noise didn't wake her up, then walked quickly into the pack house, moving down the hallways into my office.

"Trace out the scents of those bastards that hurt Daisy and do the arrangements," I ordered, mind linking my beta, knowing fully well he understood what I meant by "arrangements."

I sometimes left the pack business and administration to be handled by my beta, who is also the second in command.

"Yes, Alpha," he responded, realizing my anger radiating from me.

I entered my office and sat down on my office chair; my shirt was still unbuttoned, so I did that and ran my hand through my hair in frustration, not bothering to completely button the dress shirt.

I craved to take my revenge on the person who hurt Daisy, and I think I would give Daisy some space between us because it seems like being with me will only put her in danger, as I have so many enemies, and it won't be good for her if they find out how much I care about her.

Maybe after I made sure she was safe, I would try to get her out of my mind and focus my attention back on those people who killed my mate and also destroyed my pack land because Daisy had no idea how far she drives me crazy or what she does to me.

Trust me, it wasn't good. It's best she doesn't know.

I couldn't even muster the courage to f**k her or make her my lover like I initially planned, but instead I started getting my emotions involved like a weak p***y.

It was like she cast a spell on me every time I looked into her puppy green eyes, and I saw she deserved better, but unfortunately we weren't mate. I couldn't give her the love she deserved because I couldn't love her like I would love my true mate.

I knew she would be angry with me for the fact that I made her work in my house instead of the general pack house and now start ignoring her, but it was for her sake; I don't want to be close, and she would thank me later in the future.

I had to stop letting her believe that we would be something other than lovers. I couldn't deny the fact that she already had an impact on me and my wolf, and although I hated to admit it, I needed to divert my attention before it became worse because, just like I did, she also has a mate out there probably waiting for her.

The door of my office opened, and my beta walked in, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Everything is ready, Alpha," he said, standing by the side of my large table.

"Did you make the necessary arrangements?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, silently questioning his competence.

"Yes, Alpha, we were able to trace out the scent, although the other scent was masked so we couldn't make out who it was, and the wolf involved wouldn't confess to who his partner was," he said.

"Don't worry, I will make him talk the hard way," I said, standing up from my chair, and walked out of my office with my beta coming behind me to the pack cell.

I hope beating the hell out of him will calm my wolf down, and the thought of not finding everyone involved in this only fueled my anger and need for more blood.

I walked closer to the cell and saw that two new guards had replaced the old injured ones, and I regretted that I didn't end their lives because everyone involved with what happened to Daisy was going to pay for their life's.

I slammed the cell door open, and as usual, the whole place was black, smelled of blood, and was full of criminals.

I passed by different cell and entered the biggest cell, stopping dead in my tracks at the entrance of the cell.

"Alpha, this is one of the men involved," my beta said from behind.

"Interesting," I smirked, looking at the bulky man, who had a pitiful look and was lying on the floor as he saw me. He stood up, placing his hands inside his pockets, and had the most disgusting smirk on his face that werewolf kind could ever witness.

"Alpha, what are you going to do with him?" My beta asked, and I ignored him, walking into the cell of pain, knowing what I would do to him would be a surprise.

I walked inside, closing the door behind me and locking just me and the person I wanted to meet so badly in the room. I looked around and noticed the walls were almost red from the blood spilled by other dead rogues.

The nerve of the i***t, I couldn't wait to mop the floor with his face and join his blood to the existing once on the wall.

"Where's the little pretty thing? I don't see her. Awnnnn I thought she would come back begging for more, but instead she sent her bodyguard," he said, and my blood boiled at the sight of him.

I couldn't keep my wolf from growling at him; my blood was rushing angrily and controllably inside my body, and I and my wolf felt like killing him with our bare claws there and then, watching the blood drain out of his body and the sinful life that he led out of his eyes, and to finally see him laying at my mercy, in front of my feet, to finally feel the calmness of seeing him so f*****g weak, just like now he had left Daisy to suffer.

I badly wanted to see this man go weak, but I didn't want death to come easily for him. How dare he even stand in front of me and open his mouth after all of the s**t he has done her and still smirk?

I expected him to be begging for mercy at the sight of me, yet he didn't have the decency to feel guilty after what he did to Daisy. I knew he wasn't scared of death because I could see it in his bloody eyes, but I won't make him beg at the end.

I hated, despised, and loathed people like him. It always arose a hot, fuming anger within me, making me remember how arrogant the vampire king was after killing my mate, at least that's what Wizard Oz told me, and I believed him because he has never lied to me.

Wizard Oz had come for the first time to my pack land to deliver the news that my mate had been killed by the vampires. He said she had been killed in cold blood, and then I felt the mate bond between my mate and I breaking, which made me believe.

It felt like my heart was being ripped out, and it had caused nothing but terrible trauma within me, leaving me alone, scarred, and beaten like an animal murdered till the pulp of his remnants remained in the hands of the murderer.

I stayed in the woods for days, not being myself, and went partly mad, shivering on the ground. My body was covered with wounds as my wolf was hurting itself and not healing itself.

Then I will go up to my room at night and wrap myself in so much plaster, trying to cover up the marks without realizing that the internal wounds were all open, bleeding, and raw, as everyone was so afraid to come close to me, including my mother, who was scared for her life.

The wounds left permanent scars at my back and heart, changed me for the worst, and made me the ruthless alpha king I am today.

People like him not only ruined my life but also my childhood dreams of having a mate, my state of mind, my wolf, my happiness, my character, my heart, and my soul.

Everything about my sanity was gone, and I did nothing to change that but let the flames lick every inch of my body, engulfing me in their warmth and enjoyment as they burned holes in me.

I was a changed man—a devil within the skin of a normal human being and a vulture within my own self. It was too late for me to go back and save my mate because the past doesn't rewind.

But I can still save Daisy from this bastard and not let the past repeat itself by making the same mistake twice, but that's the f*****g problem, the f*****g major issue. I wish I could go back to the past, but that is an impossible task.

"Why are you after Diasy, and who sent you?" I asked, chuckling, with hatred dripping from my voice, which was extra heavy than it has ever been and my voice box struggling to let out my words.

"I have no partner, and I work alone; no one sent me," he lied, still trying to maintain a confident aura.

"Is that so?" I gritted my teeth, slowly losing what little patience I had left.

He looked at me with his filthy,

disgusting eyes, my blood roared through my f*****g brain this time, which made me feel like a stroke was coming in as I so badly wanted to gauge his f*****g eyes out.

He smirked more after watching my reaction, which made my wolf boil even more, raging and screaming like

never before. My inner wolf and the monsters within me wanted to do nothing but dig my nails into his body and rip his skin apart limb by limb, till I could get his heart resting in my hand and watch it slowly lose its beating for ever.

I wanted to hurt him, beat him, lash out at him, and make him suffer way more than what he made my Daisy go through.

He won't see his punishment coming.

"I gave you time to decide if you want

your life or not, answer now before

I rip you apart with my claws for every time you touched her." I spat, kicking in his ribs, and he fell to the ground, making a cracking sound. The sound of his ribs in pain brought a satisfied smile to my face, and his scream became louder, so I kept kicking him again in the exact same spot, feeling amused at his terrified eyes now pleading for mercy.

"You can't kill me because if you do so, the girl dies." He spat, with blood coming out of his mouth.

"Bring me a gun; I want to try something new," I said to my beta, who watched from outside.

My beta looked surprised when I asked for a gun, knowing I don't enjoy using weapons on my victims, but today I felt like it.

"Yes, Alpha," he said, opening the cell and bringing in the gun.

"Is that so? You think Daisy will die if I end your pathetic life?" I asked, reaching to collect the gun from my beta and pointing it at the man's foot first.

"Wait! ." He pleaded, his voice shaky as he spoke. He knew it would be hard for him to heal after being shot with the gun, as it contains wolf bane.

"Don't tell me you are scared of being shot with a gun?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

I watched his body break down, and for the first time I saw the pathetic man cry, no longer his confident self.

"Please kill me with your hands instead," he whispered, coughing up blood, and I scrunched my eyebrows together.

"No, I don't want to waste my time killing you; I think shooting this gun into your brains, eyes, and mouth would be more satisfying."

"Even though you end up killing me, you won't be able to save Daisy, just like you weren't able to save your mate from dying." He smirked, which made me angry, then shot a bullet through his foot, turning around as his scream echoed through the room.

"Come in and tie him up," I said to my beta in a fake excited voice, because I knew the party was just getting started. I threw the gun across the room because I got bored of using it quickly.

"Yes, Alpha," he said, walking towards the man and tying the man's hands in large chains; his hands were hanging from above with dry blood on his face and chest. He looked at me as if I were a bad omen, probably cursing me under his breath.

Where did his confidence go?

"How do you like to die? It's the least I can do to you as you die." I asked him politely, but he growled at me, so I punched him on his lower ribs just below the broken ones.

"I don't want to die," he cried in pain.

"Don't they all say that?" I laughed

"If I die, your girl dies," he repeated again in a low voice, which made me laugh more.

I punched his jaw hard and got his blood on my knuckles and on the floor, oozing from his mouth to his neck and chest.

"If you don't want to die, then tell me who is the bastard who was your partner; you see, I am feeling very generous not to let your pathetic self die alone." I was very curious to know, but he didn't reply; instead, his wolf eyes stared at me.

"See, you're going to die anyway, so I am doing you a favor by not letting you die alone, so enlighten me, help yourself, and save my time." I said, shrugging my shoulders, and he laughed for like a minute and I patiently waited, but my knuckles were itching to break his teeth.

"Yes, I am only a puppet to my master. I see no need of telling you who he is because I am going to die by you at the end, and if you don't kill me, my master will," he said, and I punched his face in annoyance, watching as three of his teeth fell on the floor with more blood. I picked up those teeth and fed him back, then closed his mouth until I saw him gulping it down.

"I care about Daisy, and trust me, your worst mistake was hurting her." I spoke truthfully to him.

The man looked at me with amusement in his eyes; this made me more annoyed. He was patiently waiting for me to kill him.

"Does your dead mate know that you didn't wait a year before moving on and f*****g another wom-" Before he could finish his sentence, I kicked my knees into his balls and screamed loudly.

"It seems like you can't wait to die." I said to him bitterly.

He didn't reply, but the smile on his face widened so much that I could see his missing teeth.

"So tell me, Alpha Elias, how will you have kids after f*****g the maid?" He asked.

He knew fully well that only real mates can bear children, and me being an alpha means I can only have kids through my mate, which is Luna, but knowing my mate was dead, kids were out of the question now. I knew that, but him reminding me made me more mad.

I couldn't have my own kids, so that made my bloodline stop with me?

I took his pinkie finger and broke it, doing the same to his ring finger, middle finger, and index finger. I couldn't even hear his screams; all I could feel was the pain inside my heart.

Why? Why me? My dear moon goddess

"I can tell you have a mate by the mark on your neck? Is she proud of what you do?" I asked him, changing the topic. I could see different emotions in his eyes; he might be remembering some moments about his beloved mate or was she dead too.

"She doesn't want me anyway, so just like you, I am as good as dead, and my bloodline ends with me." He spat, and I didn't even realize my claws were replacing my nails and slicing his abdomen, and blood and intestines came out of it.

"Good that she rejected you, but I will make her regret having you as a mate by killing her," I patted his cheeks, so he doesn't get unconscious.

"Please don't kill her; finish me instead," he begged, looking at me with half-opened eyes, and I could see the disgust in his eyes for me.

"Then tell me who is after Diasy," I asked, because his body seemed lifeless, and I let out a sigh for him making me waste my time.

"He is closer to you than you think," he managed to say before giving up his last breath as my beta walked into the room.

"Alpha Elias, Wizard Oz is here to see you."

"Tell him I will be there and clean this body up."