11

"Welcome back, Alpha," the Delta greeted.

"What's the latest buzz? Any persons tired of living made trouble?" Alpha Killian questioned as he took majestic strides, making a turn in the spacious hallway.

Behind him was his Beta, Cayne Sebastian, dutifully following his ruler, holding a large, ancient-looking black book in his hand.

The glasses resting on the bridge of the Alpha's nose seemed to be eager to accentuate his beauty, who could look at him and not feel a flutter in their hearts?

Unfortunately, there was no smile spreading his lips, his aura was an inch away from being suffocating. But the two men with him were long used to it. An Omega would be cowering and shaking like a leaf by now.

The Alpha had decided to pay a visit to two packs- Gray Night and Hellbound. The latter received the brunt of his rage. The newly enthroned Alpha of that pack, Vilian Grent, was a total moron; His head was full of nothing but beauties and enjoyment.

In terms of scheming and business, he was com