CHAPTER I - 01

"Do you know what they teach people like you not to do?" He asked with a dangerous smirk before staring down at his victim, who looked like he would rather be anywhere than in this cold Castillo cell. Alpha Luca plunged the knife more profoundly, which seemed to pass across his message that he doesn't like to be kept waiting. The man nodded his head rapidly, which only earned another dark chuckle from his punisher.

"Use your damn words, Marco; real men speak even in death." He pushed, and Marco could barely make a statement with the way he was in pain. Alpha Luca threw his head back in laughter as he watched Marco struggling to stay alive. He loved it when his victims fought so hard to keep active, and it gave him a deep feeling of power. He knew he could do and undo, and he could end the life they were fighting to keep in seconds. That was the beauty of it.

Marco took excruciating breaths, and they were starting to look like his last, and Alpha Luca decided to make everything easy for him; he blew his head off with a shotgun. He smiled before he closed his eyes and walked out of the cell with his beta trailing behind him. He started whistling a nursery rhyme making her chuckle.

Ryan was a wise wolf, and that was part of the reason Luca still kept her close. She wasn't scared to be herself even in times of war. She was named Ryan by the volunteer doctors at a war front because they weren't patient enough to check her gender after birth. Her mother went into labor while escaping the war between the vampires and the Hybrids. A set delivered her of vampire doctors who tossed her out the moment she could speak. Ryan was a hybrid, and Luca knew that. Very few of the other pack members knew this; she had just labeled the incredibly snobbish beta of the pack.

"Any new letter from the Vampire realm?" Alpha Luca asks, and Ryan tsked before answering in the negative. There had been news on attacks on the portal from the vampire's end, but today marks two weeks since the realm wrote an official letter to lay a complaint but no reply. If only Alpha Luca had listened to Beta Ryan, half of those bastards would have been deep in the soil with their bodies a little colder than usual. Even though she was a half-wolf and half-vampire, everyone knew how much she detested the vampires. She rarely used her vampire sides in wars, yet she won them a fair fight. That was another reason she was labeled the Lycan's favorite.

"You shouldn't hate your brothers, you know; the family would always be family," Alpha Luca replied mockingly, and Ryan scoffed. She would rather be family with the rogues than be a family with a bunch of blood-bending demons who don't respect the family bond. The last thing she wanted was to be labeled as their family. The hate she felt for them ran deep in her body, way more profound than anyone could imagine.

"Same way, Anotonio shouldn't be your headache. A certain alpha thinks family is so great, you should learn from him." Ryan retorted, knowing she had Alpha Luca where she wanted him already. Antonio was a sore topic for everyone, and no one wanted to be unlucky enough to bring it up to the alpha. Everyone except beta Ryan. Antonio was that wolf who couldn't seem to stay out of trouble, constantly inciting wars between packs, and he almost turned the faeries realm against the wolf realm. Many would label him mentally, but no one had proof that the young royal wolf was not in his right state of mind.

"I can never win with you. Wanna get your ass kicked in a football game, or what do you think?" Alpha Luca asked, and Beta Ryan shook her head before making signals about her next stop. He immediately understood, giving her a thumbs-up before turning in the next direction, and she continued walking ahead alone. He trusted her to be safe.

Alpha Luca continued whistling, an act he got from his grandmother while growing up. In the good old days, she would take him herb hunting, and he would end up eating a poisonous fruit intentionally because he knew she would heal him. Each time his grandmother did the healing, his wolf became more potent than the last. She knew what he was doing, but she still let him. That was the fun in everything. He didn't want to go down that memory lane.

He got closer to his door before he entered his security code, and the door opened to reveal another more secure door. He was always vulnerable in his office, so call him paranoid; he knew how sneaky wolves could get in a matter of seconds. He wouldn't leave important things like his own security to fate. He had a whole lot of enemies. He walked through the last security door, and he went straight to his cellar. A good day with almost five people tortured by him needs to be celebrated with a glass of whiskey or a shot of tequila; either works for him.

He grabbed the whole bottle before pouring himself a flute. He raised the cup to his mouth, and a flashback of Marco Juneiro begging for mercy attacked his head again. Marco was solved, and that was four out of the six stupid bikers rouge cult. They had been making the whole realm very uncomfortable for others, and he had been keeping a low profile because of them. He would kill them and make it look like their other supernatural enemies do it. He would kill them slowly before they realized who the enemy was. Marco has been missing for close to a week now, and nobody had the nerve to file a missing person report. The number three of a famous cult missing means the entire cult is doing a shitty job. Maybe grabbing a fifth member doesn't sound that bad. Then he would be back for the last person by month-end, meaning problem-solving.

Alpha Luca picked up his phone to make a club reservation tonight for two; he also needed to get laid. That would be killing two birds with one stone. Having the best night of his life and by midnight, he leaves with the fifth member, and he heads back to the supernatural realm. The bikers live in another realm with humans, referred to as the world or earth. Beta Ryan thinks it's them being stupid, and Alpha Luca can't help but agree anyways. The majority of people who hold power in the supernatural realm are wealthy business tycoons in the human world.

In the human world, he's known as Luca Castillo. A controversial man that many news agencies want to get a story about. One of the main reasons he prefers to be here in the werewolf realm where everyone is sensible not to get in his way and runs the pack without interruption. There are many background stories about how he is a leader of a deadly mafia group alongside Romeo Martakis and Valentine Morris. If you count being part of a supernatural leadership council as a mafia group, then they are correct. Romeo is the vampire lord, and Valentine is a mixed hybrid; he leads a small realm of people like him.

Romeo can be such a bastard most times, but he was a loyal person, but one can't say that about Valentine. He was very sneaky, and he was always in the wrong right places at the wrong time. The biker cult should have been Romeo's headache, not Alpha Luca, but someone needed to take the lead, especially since Romeo suddenly went off the grid without notice.

Romeo turned them into vampires because he got too drunk one night and suddenly became oppressors. The Times called them the monsters who lurk in the dark. They were misusing their powers, and someone needed to correct them before they ruined everything the supernatural stands for. Monsters in the night were the wrong term to describe Vampires, and that's why the news reporter wound up dead in her own home. Please don't joke with the supernatural; they don't do well with disrespect.

Alpha Luca went close to the window before trying to reach out to Romeo Martakis for the umpteenth time that week, but the call went the same way as the other calls; straight to voicemail. He hissed lowly under his breath before he dropped the phone on the table to enjoy his whiskey. He needed to sort out a few pack issues, and he's out to enjoy the life of being a rich human with all the pleasurable benefits and none of the boring meetings.

He dropped his glass on the table to search for an ecstasy pill someone had sold to him a while back when an arrow moved through his glasses, shattering them and sending the contents all over the place. He looked up abruptly to find a smirking Hera leaning against the wall.

"How did you get in here and unlock those doors, and what are you doing in town?" he asked with gritted teeth, not liking that she splashed his whiskey all over the place.

"Hello to you too, brother," she replied before leaving her position to come nearer to him.