5 Supreme Alpha

The door to the Moonlit Pack’s meeting room creaked open, and Enzo Laureati strode inside, followed closely by Andrei. The room was bright, with a large chandelier hanging down and a long table dominating the center. Enzo took his place at the head of the table, directly across from his father, Damien Laureati, who was seated at the opposite end.

The six councilmen, three on each side of the table, rose from their seats as Enzo entered. In unison, they bowed their heads and greeted him, “Welcome, Supreme Alpha.”

Enzo acknowledged them with a brief nod and a raised hand, indicating they could sit. His hair was tied into a messy bun, with a few loose strands falling over his face.

Enzo settled into his chair, crossing his legs with his elbow propped on the armrest, supporting his head. He gazed across the table at his father, his expression bored and mildly irritated. “Why have you called me here? I've been busy all week, and I’m exhausted, so whatever it is, make it quick.”

His father frowned, his jaw tightening as he regarded his son. He knew Enzo was well aware of the purpose of the meeting, yet he insisted on playing ignorant. “You know why you’re here. Yesterday, you brought back a girl—”

“Yes, I did,” Enzo interrupted, nodding slightly. “And do you have a problem with that?”

Damien scoffed, trying not to make his frustration too obvious. “Of course I have a problem with it! Why would you bring a random person into our pack? You know it’s forbidden.”

Enzo closed his eyes briefly, inhaling deeply before exhaling slowly. When he opened his eyes, he looked at his father. “First of all, lower your voice. It's quite irritating. Secondly, I know it's against protocol to bring someone from another pack in, but quite frankly, I don’t care.”

Before Enzo could continue, Fredrick, one of the councilmen seated to the left, cleared his throat. Fredrick was a middle-aged man with pale skin and a bald head, and he seemed uneasy as he spoke up. “Supreme Alpha, you must understand that bringing a random girl into the pack could be dangerous. We don’t know who she is or what her intentions are. She could pose a threat.”

Enzo's gaze shifted slowly to Fredrick, his eyes twitching. “Did you just interrupt me while I was speaking, old man?”

Fredrick’s face paled, and he glanced around the room, realizing that he had fucked up. The other councilmen shifted uncomfortably in their seats, exchanging worried glances.

Enzo snapped his fingers and looked up at Andrei, who stood by his side. “Slit his throat."

The councilmen and Mr. Damien gasped, staring at Enzo with wide eyes of disbelief. Mr Damien sprang to his feet, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. “Enzo, have you lost your mind? You're ordering for a councilman to be killed!”

Andrei nodded without hesitation, drawing a dagger he always kept on hand for emergencies and moving towards Fredrick, who sat frozen in fear. Andrei grabbed Fredrick’s head and tilted it, exposing his throat before positioning the knife on it, ready to cut.

Enzo watched the scene unfold with amusement, a chuckle escaping his lips. He raised a hand, signaling Andrei to stop. “That’s enough. Let the old man go.”

Andrei halted instantly, stepping back with the dagger still in hand, awaiting further instructions. The councilmen exhaled in relief at the same time, though their faces still looked terrified.

Enzo turned to the rest of the councilmen, "Let this be a warning. The next time any of you interrupt me while I'm speaking..."

He paused, letting them feel the weight of his words before sitting back into the relaxed position he favored. His eyes locked onto his father. "Now, where were we?"

Damien glared at his son with deep hatred. He never liked Enzo due to his attitude. His son never listened to a word he said ever since he became the pack's leader. Enzo was never the type to be controlled, and that made Mr. Damien hate him more, but of course, he has to keep all that hatred to himself.

Clearing his throat, he leaned forward, his voice now much calmer. "You clearly don’t understand, Enzo. These rules were set for a reason. You need to get rid of that girl at once."

Enzo's face remained unfazed, but then he suddenly let out a deep, throaty laugh, making the councilmen shiver with fear. "Or else what, Father? That girl is not going anywhere unless I say so. I intend to make her one of my servants. If anyone in this room except my father objects, speak now."

The room fell into silence. The councilmen glanced at one another, but none dared to speak. The authority of the Supreme Alpha was not to be taken lightly, especially after witnessing what almost happened to Fredrick a few moments ago. None of them were willing to put their lives at risk because of some girl.

When no objections came, he stood up, smoothing down his clothes and turning towards the door. "Very well then; I shall be on my way now. I have more important things to do."

He walked toward the door, which Andrei opened. But just before stepping out, Enzo halted and turned back to face the room once more. "Don’t try anything funny. If I hear that girl got even a scratch because of any of you, I’ll make you all pay."

His finger pointed accusingly at his father. "Including you, Father."

Enzo’s lips curled into a mocking smile as he continued, "I am the Supreme Alpha of this pack. Whatever I say is what will happen. Remember that." With those final words, he turned and strode out of the office.

The room fell silent, the only thing that could be heard were the heavy breaths of the councilmen. Mr. Damien sat up straight and suddenly slammed his fist down on the table.

The councilmen flinched at the sound, turning their heads towards Mr. Damien as his gaze swept over them. "You’re all useless! All of you get out of my sight, now!"

The councilmen quickly gathered their things with their heads bowed and rushed out of the meeting room.