2. Torture

An eerie silence resided in each corner as anxiety clutched at the dying man's heart. 

The room was filled with the smell of dried blood as the man on the floor trembled, scared of his almost written fate.

Strong footsteps echoed in the empty basement as they reached the trembling man's body on the floor. 

Footsteps halted as the man with power and dominance radiating off of his large posture sat down on the chair in front of the lying man.

"Boss, he hasn't said a word." One of his men spoke tensing slightly when the man folded his sleeves up at such a slow and menacing pace, that his men gulped in anticipation.

The boss placed his elbows on his knees and ever so slowly he moved forward. His face came out of the shadows as he placed two fingers on his lips with his thumb beneath his chin as if calculating the ways to kill the man lying in front.

The man who was lying on the floor stared at the ruthless man and all the blood drained out of his system when his eyes met with the man.

Stormy grey spheres stared at him with such vicious fierceness that the trembling man moved back in shock. 

His posture was so strong and dominant full of authority as power oozed out of him in waves. The man was sitting so calmly that not a single creature could predict what he was thinking but one thing was sure.

His eyes held the promise of death. His presence was screaming the deadly vows.

"I k..know you will kill me!" The bruised guy said in a shaky whisper, trying to appear fearless but it was useless.

"Your spirit is commendable," the grey-eyed man's voice boomed in the empty place.

"But you'll break before dying. I'll make sure of it," He sneered. His voice was a deep baritone that sent chills down that boy's spine.

"Bring him in," the man barked.

Two of his men dragged a man inside before roughly throwing him on the dirty floor.

Jacob sat up slowly as he noticed Marcus all bloody and bruised.

Both the men stared at each other stunned.

"What a beautiful reunion," the grey-eyed boss mused with a dark undertone in his voice.

"Marcus is your student, Jacob. Am I right?" The man asked, facing Jacob. His elbows rested on his wide-opened thighs and his tattooed fingers were intertwined.

"He's not my teacher-" Marcus was cut short as a solid punch landed on his face and he fell two feet away groaning in pain. His jawbone cracked as blood spilled out of his mouth. The tormentor wasn't human. He had inhuman powers and he was strong beyond comprehension.

"Did I tell you to speak?" The boss hissed maliciously that the quivering man felt his heart coming to his mouth. 

Jacob watched Marcus with wide eyes and slowly anger consumed him.

"You bastard!" Jacob yelled ready to attack him when two of the men in black held his shoulder and forced him onto his knees in front of their boss.

"Who was that girl?" He asked calmly. 

Instead of answering simply, Jacob spits on the floor in defiance.

The grey-eyed guy threw his head back as he confined his eyes for the briefest second before he got up from the chair and prowled towards Marcus.

Jacob panicked. "He's just a student. You have me. Let him go!" Jacob yelled but the huge beast of a man grasped Marcus' hair and yanked him up to his feet as he made him face Jacob.

The boss moved his head in a circular motion. Looking like a deranged psycho.

His men held their breath. "Cole!" The man snarled.

Cole, who was the right in command of the boss and also the Beta stepped forward holding a sword in his hand.

The boss then took the sword from him as he faced Jacob. "It's the sharpest blade made in our lands. I'm going to try it on your student. But you can stop me- only if you tell me who that girl was?" The boss said in a low gravel voice.

Jacob's eyes were fixed on Marcus who was crying all bruised and bloodied. Pleading with him with his eyes to save him.

"S...she wanted to train. She was here to get the training," Jacob lied as the boss tilted his head.

"You're lying," He whispered ominously.

His jaw ticked in anger and when he opened his eyes again. They were golden pools of wrath. He plunged the blade into Marcus' stomach, he coughed out blood.

"NO!!" Jacob yelled, struggling hard to get free as Marcus fell on the floor. The blade was still inside him.

"NOOOO!!!" Jacob cried out as he fell to his knees.

Cole picked up Marcus and dragged him away from there. Marcus wasn't dead. "Don't kill him. He is innocent!" Jacob shouted looking up at him.

"And so were my people," the man said calmly, glaring down at Jacob.

"I'll kill every one of you. You've killed hundreds of my people. I'll wipe this earth of humans. Because of you werewolf hunters, the innocent humans will die as well!" The man snarled like a barbarian.

"I have the leader of the werewolf hunter at my mercy. Your empire will fall soon," he hissed, and next thing he aimed his gun at Jacob and...

BOOM!

A loud shot was heard as it echoed in each corner, spreading the secrecy of deadly tales.

Jacob suppressed the cry of pain as he was shot in the thigh. 

An evil smoke erupted from the gun's hole from where the bullet had been fired as the guy lightly blew on it feeling peace.

His body eased up, his eyes speaking volumes of how painful their deaths would be. Mess with him all you want but never just never go after his people. Because if you do, you'll probably end up six feet under the ground.

The grey-eyed man didn't say a word as his men dragged Jacob away.

Rubbing a hand across his heavy stubble he cracked his neck. Taking out his cigarette he lit it up, placing the end on his lips. As he tucked the gun behind his back. 

He swiveled around walking out of the creepy building as Cole followed closely behind.

"Any news?" He asked. "They are waiting for you outside," Cole said as they stepped outside into the fresh air.

Ten of his men approached him. His dark eyes scanned the place but there was no girl in sight. He was already pissed but he stayed calm as he dragged a long puff of his cigarette.

"Boss," the man said in a panicked stricken voice as he kept his eyes glued on the floor.

"Her scent washed away because of the rain. We were just about to catch her but someone abducted her," One of the guys said.

"She got abducted right in front of your eyes?" The boss asked.

They gulped.

"It was a woman who took her," the other guy said.

The beast of a man shook his head and then he let out booming laughter. It was sinister and humorless.

Aiden Whitlock.

The name that sent terrifying shudders down his enemies' spines. 

A 26-year-old Alpha King of his world. And the most ruthless Màfia Lord of the human world.

Aiden was the strongest Alpha through and through. He had saved his people from the clutches of death many times.

Since the humans find out about werewolves. Werewolf hunters were trained. They were ordered to kill Aiden's people.

Only the secret elite group of people knew about the existence of supernatural creatures and they've been trying their best to kill all of them.

The last king, Aiden's father stayed quiet to the death of his people but once Aiden took the throne. He vowed to get rid of every last werewolf hunter. If he had to kill all humans to achieve his goal. He would do exactly that. For him. His people were his priority. He could kill for them without even batting an eye.

The cold-blooded killing of his people has dwindled after he took the throne. Aiden had captured the leader of the werewolf hunters. Now it was a matter of time before the humans would be on their knees begging for mercy and he would spare them none.

The only thing that Aiden hated in this world with his whole being was humans. He hated them. He wanted a human-free world for his people. For him, humans were like parasites and he would leave no stone unturned just to get rid of them once and for all.

Just because of his hatred of humans. He was known well in the human world as a cruel monster. He was a well-known self-made billionaire in the eyes of humans but was secretly an underground mafia lord.  He was known for his barbaric ways of killing his enemies. People were terrified of him. His name was enough for them to wet their pants.

He was a nightmare for humans.

The girl who escaped was important to Jacob. That was why he screamed at her to run. Aiden has been keeping an eye on him for months. That man has no family which meant no weakness but who was that girl? She must be important.

"Sorry boss," One of the men said and he felt his temper rising.

"You all grown-up men couldn't catch a f*cking girl?" He roared as they flinched back. Dominating Alpha's aura exuded out of him in deadly surges as they balked back.

"Find them! I want that girl!" He growled as they nodded their heads.

They turned to leave when he stopped them. "The girl had a duffle in her hand. Look for her at the airport or transport stations, you'll find her if she tries to escape," He ordered them as they scurried away.

Dragging a long puff of his cigarette he exhaled smoke as Cole came to stand beside him.

"What are you thinking?" Cole asked as Aiden gazed up at the dark inky sky, the scattered pieces of ghastly grey clouds adorned the sky. The air was fresh after the rain.

"I'm thinking about her," Aiden muttered calmly.

Though Aiden was the ruthless Alpha King. But for his family, he was just Aiden and Cole was his best friend since childhood. He was the only one who could talk to Aiden so casually and could even call him by his name.

"Do you think she's related to Jacob?" Cole asked, tucking his hands in his pants pockets as the cool breeze swept past them.

"Maybe or maybe not," Aiden shrugged his shoulders.

It was a miracle that a tiny girl escaped his men just like that and the fact that she was just a mere human was even more insulting.

"What if she was no one?" Cole queried.

"Then we'll just have to kill her. We can't have more humans knowing about our existence," Aiden said casually as he puffed out smoke.

His dark black hair was tied back in a man bun and a rogue strand disturbed his eyes.

"And if she's related to Jacob?" Cole put forward his thoughts.

"Then we'll have his weakness," Aiden mused. How he wished that girl to be somehow related to Jacob. It will be so exhilarating. He would surely enjoy taming Jacob by using his weakness against him. But only if that was the case.

"It seemed like the woman who saved that girl was Lilith," Cole said.

"Yes, and if Lilith comes out of her hiding just to save a mere girl then brother, that girl ain't just any girl," Aiden said and Cole smirked.

Lilith was the second in command of Jacob. They both were the leaders of the secret werewolf hunter organization. Aiden already had their leader, now only Lilith was left to be captured.

"I'll wipe this world clean," Aiden smirked as he stroked his tongue on his front teeth in a devilish manner. His grey spheres shone with mirth. He was elated tonight. Finally, he got that f*cker Jacob in his clutches. Soon this world would be a better place for his people to live freely without any fear of their reality coming out. Because there won't be any human parasites.

"I'll make it a better place for my people," Aiden's gruff voice was a thick baritone as Cole gazed into the woods ahead. A solemn expression on his face as he stared quietly and stood beside his Alpha.

"Good days are not far," Aiden rasped.