The Rejected Luna Queen

Alpha Bane's POV

"My Alpha," one of the warriors called out. "I can't see anyone around here."

I looked to my left and my right and I couldn't find anyone. We had arrived at the Rogue Pack after over ten minutes, yet there was no sign of anyone at all and it was quite strange, to say the least.

I sent some of the guards to check the buildings to see if they could find anyone but they all came out with the same report; there was no one there and we couldn't explain that.

I began to wonder if they had received a piece of information that we were heading for their Pack but it still seemed very surprising that they weren't there.

If they were informed, I expected them to prepare for war and not to entirely desert their Pack for some other people to occupy. It was so strange.

As we kept walking, I noticed that there was some kind of commotion in the Pack as tents were burned, leaving everywhere in a very bad state. Then something struck in me that although the entire Pack seemed deserted, there was a place that was certainly going to be well guarded with important people inside.

"Let's head over to the Castle," I ordered my men. "Surely, their Alpha would be there. If we can lay hold on him, a lot can happen."

They all nodded as we proceeded to the Castle which according to what the mole said to me, wasn't so far from where we were. As we moved as quickly as we could, I thought about so many things. I imagined all that I was going to do to the Alpha King as soon as I got the chance to lay my hands on him. He was surely going to regret being a part of whatever happened to my child. Sadly, I wished I could make him sorry for all he had done but dead men didn't feel sorry.

"Attack anyone you see on your way as we head over to the Castle," I barked at my men. "Show no mercy at all. When we get inside the Castle, slay everyone except the Alpha. Leave him to me. I'll do what I need to do."

My men dashed forward and soon enough, we began to see a few men who ran as soon as they spotted us. My men pursued them, overtook them and slayed as many as they could reach.

I and a few guards continued our journey to the Castle, with the other warriors providing cover and also heading to several parts of the Pack to lay waste to everyone there.

"Leave no one alive. Kill them all!" I yelled as I kept approaching the Castle.

I wondered why they were all so scared. They didn't seem to want to fight back. They seemed to only do that because they had no choice. Their first instinct was to run away as soon as they saw any of us. It didn't change anything. We were keen on killing them, so not fighting back until it was already too late was to our advantage and to their detriment, which was okay by me.

As I stepped into the Castle, three guards ran out to attack me but before I could draw my sword, I saw them fall to the ground. My warriors had thrown a silver dagger straight into their chests from behind me where they were. I didn't even need to lift a finger.

Nevertheless, I drew my sword, not wanting to be taken unawares by anyone. It was going to be a very shameful thing to be killed in a Rogue Pack. The thought almost brought me to laughter but it wasn't the time. I was there for a very serious matter.

I walked into the throne room and immediately spotted the Rogue Alpha, who was trying to escape as quickly as he could. Without wasting any time at all, I ran to him and accosted him, making sure there was no way for him to escape. Since he was trying to run away, he had no weapon in his possession and it made things much easier than I had expected. Even if he did, it must have been tucked in his clothes, but I had mine in my hand and it made all the difference.

"What's going on in your Pack?" I asked him, holding a knife to his throat.noveldrama

It didn't seem to faze him that much as he preferred to stay mute. "Perhaps," I thought. "He needed a much better incentive.

I chopped off one of his fingers with my sword forcing a yelp out of him as blood oozed from his hand. It had the desired effect and I was glad. As he kept screaming in pain, I gave him a warm smile so he'd be comfortable, knowing that I just wanted to have a friendly chat.

"Please, don't take my life," he begged, as the reality of things began to dawn on him. "I was betrayed. My ally betrayed me."

"Who is your ally?"

"Dylan," he answered. "He's called Dylan."

My eyes flashed red on hearing the name and I was curious to know more about what he was saying. "Go on," I urged him on, staring keenly at him.

"He came here seeking help to enact revenge on his Pack and we consented to that," he continued. "However, he used my men to wage war and we lost, with most of my men losing their lives in the process. Now, Dylan, his girlfriend, Sophia, and some other people who are with him have run out of the Pack, leaving me all alone, much to my surprise.

"Do you have any idea where they might have gone?" I asked him, still maintaining the smile on my face. It was important for me to do that as it was the only thing preventing me from doing what I had in mind, and restraint was important. At least, until I had gotten all the information that I needed.

"No, I don't. I have no idea."

Looking into his eyes, I could see the sincerity there. I could also hear the truthfulness in his voice. I was glad to know that he wasn't telling lies as I needed only concrete information concerning what I wanted to hear.

"Thank you so much for all that you have said," I said to him with a heart full of gratitude. "I could never repay you for this kindness, Alpha. Yet, I could repay you for your wickedness, you and Dylan alike and soon, I'll lay my hands on him. But until then, I'll just have to make do with you, won't I?"

I slit his throat in one swipe and watched him fall to the ground, with his hands on his neck as he tried to stop the bleeding whilst also battling with the pain that he felt.

I stood over him, delighting in his struggle until he finally gave up the ghost. "Damn you! Damn you all for taking my son!" I yelled, still angry that I hadn't been able to find Dylan but I hoped that he was still around there, somehow.

I heard the footsteps of someone walking into the room and I turned around to know who it was. It was Donald and he wasn't smiling at all.

"We managed to slaughter all the rogue wolves in the Pack, my Alpha," he said to me. "But there was no sign of Dylan, nor could we find anyone who might know about his whereabouts."

I didn't know what to do with that information. Devastated, I dropped my sword and yelled in regret as I felt like all hope was lost. I dropped to my knees and began to sob profusely.