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“ Mate” His Wolf growled out loud making Shawn who was coming in freeze on the spot.
His eyes remain fixed on the unconscious Shayla.
The red mate thread kept shining brightly, visible to the eyes, and his wolf growled loudly, trying to forcefully take over and mark her as his.
Sweat covered his forehead as he felt his veins popping out, his palms were sweaty as they rested on the wall of the room.
His blood was boiling with anger.
“The moon goddess must be playing pranks on me” he growled, his face twisting in anger. His eyes changed color revealing his red and silver eyes.
His eyes went to the red string once again, and a smirk revealed itself.
It’s not the usual smirk.
The smirk on his lips carried something very dark and evil.
It felt eerie.
Shawn saw it and shiver ran down his spine, he rushed to his side and bowed before looking up.
Devile’s eyes darted to him, his face looking colder and fiercer than ever before.
He raised the hand that the string was connected to.
“ I, Alpha Devile re..”
“ Noooo” Shawn screamed out loud cutting Devile short , he fell to his knees with his head down to the floor.
Devile looked down at him, his face fierce.
“ No, you can’t do that. Remember the message your highness” he said sharply as he lifted his head slowly.
FLASHBACK
The dark house of the council was dark and cold, Devile has refused to let the meeting room feel the light of the world.
The large hall lacked enough light, only a little light coming from the two small chandeliers was visible.
The gap between the small chandeliers was huge.
The room is dark and eerie, it feels more like a horror house.
Both fresh and dried blood splashes were on the wall. The councils had learnt not to speak anyhow to avoid getting their blood on the wall.
Devile had refused the cleaning of the wall not because he wanted them to fear him more as they see the blood but it serves as a reminder for them to know their lives meant nothing to him.
His black regalia robe swept the floor as he walked in majestically, his hands fixed in the pockets of the pant trousers.
His face held no expression, the elders of councils sat frozen on their sit trying not to do anything to arouse his anger.
He sat on his royal throne, one leg resting on the higher part of the throne step while his other leg was on the second step.
He lay his back on the chair rest as he looked at them all. The room might lack enough lightening but Devile had been blessed from birth with special abilities even as a werewolf.
He could see their eyes and expressions right across the room.
The hall was filled with silence, even a pin drop could serve as noise in this situation.
A tall and well-built guard rushed in, bowed his head before falling on his knees.
“ Your highness, the eyes of the moon is here. Is her entry permitted? ” he asked with his head fixed on the dried blood-stained ground.
“ Allowed” his voice echoed through the hall
Making the guard rush out hurriedly.
Devile rolled his eyes as he relaxed on the chair, his fist tightened with his eyes closed.
He placed his hands on the armrest.
The loud sound of the walking stick echoed in the hall as the elderly lady walked.
There were beads laid all over her white robe, her white robe sat perfectly on her body. She bowed her head and greeted Devile.
“ May your days be long your highness and the elders of council ” she greeted, the councils all murmured a reply, while Devile just kept looking with a blank expression on his face.
“ Go straight to the point thosa, I do not have all day” His deep soft voice rang in her eyes.
Thosa raised her head, her face facing Devile’s direction.
Thosa is blind, she has been blind from birth.
Her eyes are all white with no black eyeballs.
Her eyes kept staring deep at Devile , she might be blind but she could feel his strong aura all over the room.
Shawn walked in a bloody armor, disrupting the moment and easing the tension.
He bowed before marching behind Devile, and he whispered in his ears earning him a nod from Devile.
He stood fixed at the back with his hands behind his back.
“ As your tongue has failed you like your eyes, I do not have all day to spend in here, the council meeting has come to an end” Devile said standing up from his seat and making way to the exit with Shawn behind him.
Thosa’s loud voice made him stop in his spot.
“ My eyes have failed me but I see far beyond mere eyes” she said bowing slightly.
“ The earth was silent and the world was dark when the moon goddess came onto me, her servant.”
“ Do not speak to me in parables and be fast before your head rolls on the floor then the goddess can find a better messenger with a fast tongue, have spoken more than I should. My patience is gone and I will feed your tongue to dogs if you delay me further” he said in a cold voice holding a great warning.
Thosa’s stick fell from her hand and she fell to the ground on her knees.
“Your mate shall be found soon and you are not allowed to reject her for that is the only one for you. Rejection leads to your destruction…” she choked on her spit as she felt her legs floating in the mid air, her air short as she felt a tight hand wrapped around her neck choking her.
The elders of councils gasped.
“ You dare threaten me? You do have a death wish and I’ll fulfill your wish” he tightened his grip on her neck , his face blank with no hesitation.
“ I’m just… a me..messenger” she stammered as she felt life slipping out of her.
She fell to the ground, she winced in pain, and held her neck while gasping for breath.
She moved her hands around on the floor trying to find her walking stick.
He cast her one last glance before walking off angrily with Shawn behind him.
The elders of councils all sat on the chair while heaving a sigh of relief as they watched him leave the hall.
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