Chapter 48: Interrogating a bloodsucker
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Dominic POV
The nesting with my pack was only the beginning.
Questions burned through the room the moment I finished thanking them for coming, and it didn’t take long before the eldest wolf spoke—his voice sharp with fear and fury.
“Alpha, what are we to do with these traitors? They will run to their leader if we don’t stop them now.”
The answer had already been decided.
But there was one thing that wolf wasn’t paying attention to.
My Luna didn’t know vampires existed.
She didn’t know what they were.
She didn’t know why this room felt like a battlefield.
Clearing my throat, I spoke firmly—carefully.
“We already have an answer,” I said. “However, among us stands your new Luna, who has never experienced the truth of our world. She does not yet know the dangers these people bring—not just to our pack, but to all packs alike.”
I let my gaze settle on the elder, unwavering.
“Would you truly destroy our chance to educate those new to our pack? Or would you prefer to end in the same—if not worse—state as your last Alpha, by my hands?”
The room went tense.
I knew my father understood what I was doing. He didn’t take my words as insult. But wolves—especially older ones—could be just as dangerous as vampires when pride overtook reason.
Thumper looked at me then.
Confusion. Shock. A flicker of fear.
She didn’t understand why my voice had changed, why the warmth she knew had been replaced by command. It hurt more than I expected.
That’s when I noticed Rory standing beside Anna.
‘I’ll go with Kelly now,’ Anna linked me. ‘The pups are in daycare until this is sorted.’
Relief settled in my chest. My mother and Thumper wouldn’t be alone. What my mother couldn’t explain, Anna could soften.
As I moved closer to them, the elder wolf snapped again, his control slipping.
“She is to be Luna! Then my actions are justified! Kill them! They don’t belong here!”
With my Beta at my side, I answered him coldly.
“We will—but not until we explain, respectfully, to our Luna why. She stands beside our former Luna and our female Beta. Restrain yourself, elder, or I will have no choice but to act as elder.”
His growl echoed, raw and desperate—fear masquerading as dominance.
I heard my mother’s voice then, calm and steady as she spoke to Thumper.
“Sweetheart… those tied there, the ones restrained like animals—they aren’t human. They’re vampires.”
Thumper’s reaction hit me harder than any challenge.
“What?” she said. “That’s impossible. They don’t look like vampires—just like you don’t look like werewolves.”
There was no insult in her tone.
Only disbelief.
Only innocence.
I hated that I had to be the one to shatter it.
Before I could move, before I could explain, she spoke again—soft, but brave.
“Can’t we at least try? I’m not sure just killing them is right.”
My chest tightened.
I hadn’t removed the specialized bags from the vampires’ heads. Just like wolves can mind-link, vampires can wave-link unless restrained. The bags were infused with garlic—designed to silence them.
Stopping beside her, I lowered my voice.
“Bunny… we tried years ago. We tried to reason with them. They don’t negotiate. They don’t stop. But I need you to see it for yourself.”
I met her eyes, grounding her.
“They will not be harmed while you ask—unless they attack you. And they will not be freed while you interrogate them. Am I clear?”
She nodded.
Brave. Shaking. But standing.
Together, we stepped closer to the vampires.
And I felt my entire pack hold their breath.
Standing in front of one of them, Thumper spoke—her voice steady despite the tension tightening her shoulders.
“I know you’ve been listening to what’s happening around you,” she said firmly, politely. “Is it true what they’ve said about you?”
The woman’s head tilted.
Then she laughed.
It wasn’t nervous.
It wasn’t afraid.
It was cruel.
“You want to die?” the vampire hissed, her voice thick with malice. “You choose to stand with a pack of mutts instead of obeying our King?”
Her chained body strained forward as she spat the words.
“You’re the one who doesn’t listen to orders. What these stupid animals think of us doesn’t matter. I would rather die than go back to a King who would murder me for leaving you with them.”
The venom in her voice made the room feel smaller.
And then she lunged.
It happened fast.
The vampire surged forward despite her restraints, snapping her head and shoulders toward Thumper. Instinct kicked in before thought—Thumper stepped back, her heel catching on the floor, and she fell hard onto her backside.
The sound of her hitting the ground made something in me snap.
But my Beta didn’t move.
Neither did the pack.
Before the vampire could even breathe again, I was already there—my strike precise, brutal, controlled. The chains rattled violently as the vampire was slammed back, restrained, silenced.
No one else touched them.
No one needed to.
The room went dead quiet.
And in that silence, Thumper learned the truth the hard way.
Thumper spoke, her voice shaking—half terror, half raw bravery.
“She wants me to go back to a rapist who didn’t care that he murdered my baby!” she cried. “Are you insane?!”
Her words hit the room like a blade.
I knew the outburst wasn’t anger directed at us—it was pain. It was the echo of everything that had been done to her, thrown back in her face by that damn vampire.
I moved instantly, helping my mate to her feet. Once she was standing, I looked her in the eyes and asked quietly, carefully—giving her the choice to understand.
“Do you realize now why we don’t negotiate with them?” I said. “They don’t have self-control. Not one of them sees reason. And we are not the monsters they are.”
Her eyes were glassy, not from my words—but from the truth behind them.
She nodded faintly, swallowing hard, then spoke with a firmness that told me she had reached her limit.
“I tried,” she said. “And I’m sure others before me tried too. But I don’t want to be here if they’re going to be killed. Please… don’t make me watch that.”
Her compassion—after everything—nearly broke me.
My father linked me then, his presence calm, steady. I nodded once and spoke softly to her.
“You may go with my father. He’ll stay with you while we handle this.”
She turned and walked back. My father rolled forward, pausing to point out the bathroom for her, Anna and Kelly immediately moving to flank her—protective, gentle.
The door closed.
And the room changed.
Seconds later, every wolf in the front line shifted.
There was no hesitation.
No mercy.
Each vampire was killed where they sat.
And not a single sound escaped the room beyond the door.
Turning toward the pack—who still looked flushed with victory—I moved faster than thought.
In a blink, I had the elder wolf pinned to the floor.
My knee crushed his spine as my hand wrapped around his throat, my Alpha aura exploding outward without restraint. The air thickened. Wolves froze. Breathing became difficult.
I leaned down so only he could hear me, my voice low, lethal.
“If you ever rise in ignorance while my mate is learning our ways,” I said calmly, “I will end you.”
I let my power surge harder, forcing his body to shake beneath me.
“Am I clear?”
His growl broke halfway through his throat before instinct took over. Slowly—deliberately—he turned his head and bared his neck in submission.
Around us, no one moved.
No one dared.
They all knew this wolf had been a problem long before tonight. His age had made him arrogant. His history had made him reckless. Even my father had warned him—had told him plainly that if he continued, he would be put down like any other threat to the pack.
Tonight, he finally understood why.
I released him and stood, my presence still heavy, unchallenged.
And every wolf in that room learned the same lesson:
My Luna would be protected.
By law.
By blood.
By death if necessary.
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