Rouge territory
(Trigger warning)
“What the f**k!!??” Roared Alpha Blake
“We are sorry Alpha!” Blake’s Beta and Gamma quivered.
Alpha Blake threw all of his furniture around his office effectively smashing it into a million pieces. Glass and broken wood littered the floor. Blake ran his hand through his hair as he fought to find composure. Glaring at his two subordinates.
“I gave explicit orders on when we bring in new potential pack members and you disobeyed me and did whatever the f**k you wanted! Thanks to you two I lost 75 pack members and 30 potential pack members!”
His Beta and Gamma fell to their knees and proceeded to beg for forgiveness and another chance to prove themselves worthy.
“It won’t happen again Alpha! Please, we can do better!”
“Get up you morons!” Clipped Blake “Get out of my sight before I kill you where you stand!
His Beta and Gamma looked up and at one another then stumbled to their feet and turned to leave. Blake appeared in front of them with impressive speed blocking their exit.
“I actually changed my mind.” Blake whispered with a sardonic grin. Blake then punched holes in their chests with his fist and ripped out their hearts. The two fell where they stood. Blake took a deep breath, casually dropped the hearts, and slowly strode out of his office, heading towards the cells where he kept his newly changed werewolves.
Blake entered the cells. It was a dark dreary place. Cry’s and screams could be heard from the humans turning. Some humans didn’t make it but most did. The venom of a werewolf would either kill a human or make them one. It was a gamble Blake didn’t mind taking. There was a commotion coming from one of the cells and it was clear his warriors were having a hard time getting a new recruit under control. Blake stood back and watched in clear entertainment as this new werewolf tossed his men around like they were nothing. Soon enough the werewolf stood alone breathing heavily and still very agitated. Blake started to clap causing the werewolf to snap his head in Blake direction. The werewolf growled and charged Blake but didn’t get very far. Blake caught him by the neck and squeezed causing the werewolf to fall to his unable to breathe. Blake watched fear and panic fill the werewolf’s eyes.
“Easy now, puppy. I am the one who changed you, made you stronger than before. I am your Alpha!” Blake leaned in real close so that the werewolf heard every word.
“ I have a proposition for you my young pup, I want you to be my second in command, my Beta. You are impressively strong and I want that strength by my side in battle. What do you have to say? Would you like to be my Beta or would you like me to slice your head, clean off your shoulders?” Blake released him with a hard shove and showing a once of fear that this werewolf could harm him.
The werewolf stumbled backwards clearing having a difficult time breathing. Slowly the werewolf turned back into a human. It looking to be a horrible experience, the creature phased back and forth for quite some time cause the man to scream in agony. Blake rolled his eyes and watching the whole ordeal and listened to the screams.
“Come on now, your being a bit dramatic. It will get easier as you practice changing.” Blake leaned against the wall picking at the dirt under his nails.
Then there was silence as the werewolf was in complete human form laying naked on the dirt covered ground. He slowly got up on his feet swaying slightly. The man looked straight into Blake’s eyes.
“I accept.” The man said with conviction and a bit of anger.
“What’s your name?” Blake asked
“Hank”
Blake quirk and eyebrow and gave Hank a once over. “You smell like dog let’s get you cleaned up. We have work to do.”
Both men left the cells together.
Blake trained Hank himself and took him under his wing. He taught Hank everything there was to know about being a werewolf and the importance of reclaiming the throne. Hank went through training and combat and took to it extremely well. Soon enough Hank was training the others. Hank wanted to take on a particular task for his Alpha. He decided he would ask his Alpha before the morning meeting.
Hank got up that morning thinking of Claire like every morning. He was pissed that she wasn’t around. She was his, always his. Her beauty consumed his thoughts and he wanted her back to fulfill his dark desires. She was the only one he wanted to torment, he had been taken from her. Hank thought all about the ways he would take her and all the ways to cause her extreme pain. The images in his head made him hard. Movement from the other side of his bed caught his attention, it was his bed warmer that you chose from the cells the night before.
Hank violently pulled her to him, shoving her head down to his c**k.
“Suck!” Ordered Hank. The prisoner did as she was told. Hank gripped the back of her head and f****d her face causing the woman to wretch violently.
“That’s right, take it!” Hank gritted out closing his eyes imagining it was Claire’s mouth around his c**k.
“That’s right take me down your throat Claire!”
After returning the woman to her cell Hank arrived early to the meeting to have a word with Blake. Hank knocked and waited for an answer.
“What the f**k do you want?” Blake shouted from the other side, so Hank opened the door.
“Alpha Blake, may I have a moment of your time?” Hank asked
“What it is, I’m busy” Blake said somewhat dismissively.
“I would to take lead on the expeditions into the human world.” Blake didn’t say anything for a few moments.
“Really? Why?” Blake asked curiously.
“In all honesty Alpha there is someone that I would like to find and bring here myself someone who belongs to me.”
“Belongs to you? Do tell.” Blake said leaning back interested in what Hank had to say.
“ A female from my village. I’ve been looking around at the new recruits and she is not here. I’m not sure if the vampires have taken her, but I would like to double check my old village to make sure. If that’s alright with you, she is mine.” Blake stared at Hank for a long time.
“Fine, but your Beta duties come first. Don’t disappoint me Beta.” Blake threatened.
“I hope you find her, and she’s worth it. I definitely want to meet her.”
That day Hank lead the warriors out on an expedition to the human realm. They had a witch working with them that gave Hank a portal door. It was a small glass like ball filled with a liquid. Once the magic words were spoken the ball would light up and a rip would appear for everyone to walk through. Once on the other side Hank and his men shifted and started their hunt. The village was already desolate. No one around, bones of the dead littered the ground. Livestock roamed freely and over growth took over most of the structures. Hank came up on his old home, his mother’s remains or what was left of them laid at the doorsteps. Hanks eyes didn’t linger long as he noticed his door was left open. He searched the whole house for Claire. He stood in her old room, blood still stained her bed with her torn up dress. Hank picked up the dress and smelled it taking in her sent, being a werewolf made her scent so much stronger than ever before. Hank closed his eyes and relived the night he had her.
“We will be together Claire, you can’t run from me.” Hank spoke in a voice full of promise.