Chapter 27

TRISTAN POV

I settled down on the sofa and gulped down strong wine. It soothed my fears and for a minute, I felt in control and the feeling went as soon as it came. My phone rang almost immediately.

“Boss, they got ahold of him before we could,” His apologetic voice and I didn’t want to hear their flimsy excuses, who knew what had been gotten out of him before he died?

“Did he reveal anything that would sabotage us??” I asked, taking another gulp, it hurt my eyes and I blinked the tears away. I was getting weak, what I needed was blood and flesh. A good amount too.

“No, boss. We tortured him and had his tongue pulled out before he was taken away from us,” I let a satisfied sigh.

“Make sure this does not repeat itself else I will behead each and every one of you, fools!” I yelled for my word to sink into his head. I could almost taste his fear through the phone and that gave me some sort of power.

I ended the call and mindlinked a guard to call one of the pack’s bimbos to come around.