Alpha's rage took a life

On the other hand Lord Cyrus was angrily roaming in a particular chamber, when the beta Curtis appeared in the same manner and bowed slightly. The alpha appeared to be disturbed by something which made him ooze a scary aura. His sleek long hair was tied into a low bun which emphasised his chiselled face which was creased with antsy. Alpha Cyrus did not seem to be in a good mood when the beta reported upon the demand.

"Master!"

He knew something must have gone wrong that his master had summoned his presence there in that certain chamber. The alpha did not visit that place frequently but whenever he did, the place affected him to a greater extent that the whole Belle Morte became frightened. That chamber used to be the resting place of alpha’s beloved concubine, who died a horrible death for deceiving the alpha with the potion which did wonders. But everything lasted for a brief moment.

Cyrus turned his head towards his beta Curtis and his eyes glowed bright golden with the dark int