Chapter 6.Darren's POV.I grunted as I hit the punching bag, again and again. I felt more vicious recently. I had successfully killed the Alpha of the Crescent pack for not doing as I say and trying to take over my pack.My wolf enjoyed it the most, I wasn't called the psychotic alpha for nothing. I enjoyed killing and so did my wolf. I've killed lots of werewolves without batting an eye, I didn't even feel sorry for them, it felt like I granted who I killed salvation.Anyone would've felt pity for the werewolves in his pack, but I wasn't just anyone, I took them as slaves, that was the best thing I could do for them, it was the mercy I could show them, though it still went against who I was.I didn't show mercy, it made me look weak, yet for some reason, I felt pitiful when I saw mates together, I couldn't kill them, and their kid, maybe they knew it was my weak spot, that's why they put up a show, but I fell for it, I go soft when I see mates and little kids, it was the only morall
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