The Alpha’s Dark Revenge

Jonas’ POV

“This…” I started to announce, making sure my voice carried round the hall. “This is what you get when you dare to disrespect me…” I tightened the silver chain that was wound around Mario’s neck, dragging it lower and lower, until it severed the part of his neck that was still stuck to his shoulders. After I had severed all his fingers and the wretched dick he had fucked my wife with, a semblance of satisfaction had begun to flow through me. His tortured screams gave me life.

A collective gasp rang through the room as his head rolled down to my feet, the blood spurting and staining my boots. I frowned down at it. I would have to change it now. How exhausting.

Next to Mario, Mira knelt shaking from head to toe as she sobbed. I looked away to avoid hanging her up next to her lover boy. I was patient now, waiting for Barbara to make an entrance. Since our dear Luna was shameless enough to have an affair right under my nose, then she should have the courage to face her daughter and every other member of the pack.

After a few minutes of waiting, Barbara finally walked through the doors, pausing in shock as she looked from Mario dangling from the ceiling, and her mother kneeling next to him.

“What’s going on here? Mother!” In a flash she had come to her mother’s side. She faced me. “Daddy… what’s happening.”

“Apparently your mother has been fucking my Beta. For a long, long time. They were quite cozy when I walked in on them today.”

I smiled as Barbara’s eyes widened in shock. Looking from Mario’s body to her mother’s face once more, she let her hand on her mother’s shoulder drop to her side as if something had burned her hand. “Mother… is true?” She asked, her voice shaky.

Mira could only sob harder. “Barb… please, I made a m-mistake.”

“Don’t touch me! How could you betray Dad, me, all of us. How could you bring so much shame upon us?!” She cast one last look at her mother and then she spat at her feet. “I am so disgusted by you.” And then she walked out.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I grinned with pride. That’s my daughter!

I stared down at Mira, trying to decide what to do with her. As I was about to stand, I paused. I had forgotten that Mario’s mate wasn’t here yet. Christy was one of the most ruthless she-wolves in the pack. So I grinned, lowering myself back into my chair. I’d rather watch the confrontation between the two women. After all it would be much more entertaining.

“Get me a drink, now!” I yelled, leaning into my chair and grabbing a grape from the fruit tray as we awaited Christy’s arrival. No one was allowed to leave the room until I said so. They better watch carefully, because I won’t be so merciful with the next person that decided to fuck up.

I didn’t have to wait for long, as a few seconds later Christy barged into the room. I clapped my hands in the air, roaring with laughter as she bounded past the crowd and to the front. Apparently, she had received the news ahead of time. Good!

She first broke down in tears at the sight of her husband’s corpse. I groaned, bored. Of course, she was a woman. Fucking emotional wrecks. But I could wait. It was worth it. When she was done crying and screaming at the dead man, she wiped her face. And then, almost like a switch had turned on in her head, her eyes roamed through the room. When they fell on Mira, she charged.

Finally.

I moved my leg out of the way as she transformed halfway, reaching out to grab Mira roughly by the neck and smashing her face in. Making Mira face her, she slashed into her cheek making blood spurt out in torrents. But she wasn’t done.

“You fucking bitch!! I thought we were friends!” Christy screamed, clawing at Mira’s face once more and kicking her full in the chest.

“Apparently not,” I thundered with laughter, watching the scene unfold. I watched Christy beat down my wife with interest, and she was quite good. I began to consider if I should assign Christy as one of my warriors. She was skilled, after all.

Mira however was pathetic. Her efforts to avoid the blows that kept coming at her were so weak she might as well have been a toddler. But of course I wasn’t complaining.

“He’s dead because of you!” Christy landed a hard kick to Mira’s neck which made even me shudder. Biting into an apple, I signaled the guards to separate the women from each other. I couldn’t let Mira die that easily. She still had a lot of time to spend in the dungeon. But the sight of her bloody face was satisfying. Not as satisfying as it would have been if I had taken care of her myself, but satisfying nonetheless. I knew the fun had not ended yet. Christy would obviously attempt to kill her after this. So it was enough for now.

“Take them away!” I commanded, watching as the other she-wolves dragged a fuming Christy away while the guards took Mira to the dungeon.

Refreshed, I inhaled deeply. Inflicting pain or watching others do it always made me feel better. For a second I wondered if I had become too soft lately. Maybe that was why Mario had had the guts to disrespect me this way. But not to worry, I knew what to do. I couldn’t let them forget exactly what I could do when anyone crossed me. Today was a good start. Let’s see if anyone would dare do anything stupid.

I had been merciful when I killed Mario. But that wouldn’t happen again. The next person that dared to cross me would receive the consequences in full.

“What are you all still doing here? Get out!” I roared. As they scurried out of the room, I relaxed back into my chair and bit into another apple.