CHAPTER THREE

VITO

Anger bubbled in my chest as I stared at the lady acting scared in front of me. I've met her type a lot of times, and trust me, I've learnt how to deal with them. These ones act like sheep, they pretend to be scared, but once you turn your back, they claw you. Just last night, I was about to take my bitch to bed, when the Godfather called me over. I felt angry at being disturbed at such an hour of the night, but then, I had no say yet. Meeting him that night, he suddenly threw a mission to my face.

“Go to Laurex Hotel, Akim is hosting a party there. I want you to end his life. If you succeed, I'll step down and let you take over as Alpha.”

Akim was the beta of the Night Fangs pack, the most dreaded Russian pack. The pack has been at loggerheads with mine for years. They were involved in lots of illegal activities, just like us. They are also famously known for the different drugs they produce. They have a lot of drugs that mess with the head and could suppress one's wolf. They are dreaded for this.

Seeing how the Godfather suddenly sent me after Akim, I realized one thing, his son Stefano, wasn't the only one after me, but he too. He was supposed to step down and let me take over the moment I awoke my wolf, but he didn't. I'm 27 now and the only Alpha male in my pack, yet I'm not the Alpha. I've been quiet all these while because he had the trust of the entire pack, ending him would be easy, but what comes next was what I wanted to avoid. I wanted to have the entire pack’s support once I became the Alpha. An Alpha hated by his Pack is like a human without a home, the winds might sweep him off at any minute, the same way the members of the pack could go rogue or rebel.

When I left the Pack last night, I knew the mission wouldn't be easy, as the Godfather and his son would definitely try to alter it and make me appear weak in front of the entire pack. What I never expected was for them to get a random bitch. The moment I got to the door last night, an intoxicating scent hit me, it was the most fragrant scent I've ever known. The scent was odd but intoxicated me. It smelled like a mixture of wine and chocolate. A very odd combination.

My wolf became restless after perceiving the scent, wondering why our mate would be around. However, the moment I pushed the door open and found the owner of the scent, my heart hardened, as I knew she would never be my mate. I don't know what trick Stefano and the Godfather had used, but I wouldn't fall for it. They've always sent seductive women to me, but it seemed like they found out that I took pleasure in torturing and banging the women before ending their lives, so this time they got a fox to act like a sheep. Seeing one of the famous Russian drugs scattered beneath her feet, I realized one thing, she was far bigger than my uncle and Stefano must have thought. It is hard to come by this particular drug and only a few wolves who had direct contact with the Alpha of the Night Fangs Pack had access to it.

“Mate,” She had called out.

“Who the heck paid you to kill him,” I growled.

Seeing how she was working with both my pack and the enemy, it was clear that there was someone else playing the big chess, but who? With a snap of my finger, the light bulb on the ceiling cut loose and knocked her out.

Gazing at her, she kept sweating, gulping, and shaking. Her eyes were on me like I was a predator, which I am.

“She doesn't know what she is in for,” Blaze growled inside of me.

My lips pulled up into a smirk. My favourite thing to do was to torture bitches, chain them under me, whip their worthless asses, bang their senses off their heads, destroy their va**na and make them cum and squirm to the afterlife. And this one right here, would get even more for impersonating my mate.

I took a step, then another towards her, my lips up in a tormenting smirk, and my eyes blazing.

“Stop,” She finally spoke.

“Thought you wouldn't say a word today,” I grinned.

Towering over the cage, I gripped its top and tore it off.

“Don’t come close, please,” she cried, shaking even more. Her hands went to her ears and covered them.

“You should have known better when you decided to mess with Vito Caputo,” Saying this, I bent over the cage, grabbed her like she weighed nothing and pulled her out and onto the floor.

“Please…”

My eyes settled on the red Laurex uniform clinging to her chest.

“We should see what these clothes are hiding. Don't you agree with me?”

“Don’t…”

“Don’t fucking them me what to do. You signed up for this the moment you agreed to mess with me.”

“I'll fuck you till life leaves your body, little wolf.”

“I'll assault your body, mind and soul until you speak up. I'll make you cum again and again till you cum your way into the afterlife.”

“I'll spread your little legs apart until they hurt. I'll chain your hands over your head until they ache. Then I'll take pleasure in assaulting you. You are one brave fox and I'll see to it that you learn your lesson.”

My hands grabbed hold of the little red uniform, with just one pull, a tearing sound resonated and she lay before me clad in just a black panty and black bra.

“I thought you bitches don't wear bras these days?” I grinned.

“Let me go, please. I'll forget about you being my mate. I'll stay away, I'll even leave the city, please.” Tears trailed down her cheeks and she crawled backwards and coiled. With each backwards step she took, I took a step forward.

“Say one word about being my mate again and I'll see to it that your life ends this instant.”

“Why leave the city when I could just send you to the afterlife.”

“It's no use trying to run. You are in my territory and I would never let you walk out with your legs. I'll break you and your little wolfy. If you would ever leave this place, then it will be as a soul walking to the afterlife. Then, this body before me would be dragged out like other bitches before you. Lifeless and battered…”

A knock suddenly sounds on the door, cutting me off. The door was pushed open before I could say a word.

“Stefano is here,” the familiar voice of Fabrizio, my best friend and would-be beta, sounded behind me.

“I'll be out in a minute or two.”

“I'm afraid he is heading over here now and I'm sure you wouldn't want him to see her.”

I turned around and shot him a glare, but he chuckled in return.

“Thank the moon goddess,” I told the fox before me.

Leaving the room, I made sure to lock the door.

“Get a new cage,” I instructed.

I expected a reply from him, but then he kept shut and kept walking.

“What is it this time?” I asked, glancing sideways.

“Actually, I stood outside the door for a while before walking in,” he began.

“So….”

“Do you realize that you have never spoken that much to anyone in that room in the past before? It felt like you were trying to make her afraid of you…”

“Don’t utter nonsense, Fabrizio. I've been that way with everyone else…”

“Cousin,” Stefano’s annoying voice rang.

Glancing at Fabrizio, I walked past him and over to Stefano.

“Your presence here makes everywhere reek of blood. State your mission and leave.”

“Calm down brother, I'm here to congratulate you.” He stretched his hands.

“If that's all, get lost.” I turned around to leave.

“You are wanted at the pack house right now,” he finally disclosed the reason for his visit.

Trailing behind him, we found our way to the pack house with Fabrizio walking right next to me. The pack house was not far from my mansion, so we arrived there in a couple of minutes. Upon getting there, the entire pack was gathered outside of it and the Godfather was addressing them. The moment they took notice of me, the entire place became quiet.

The Godfather suddenly charged at me shifting mid-air and lunged for my throat. My Alpha aura blazed dangerously, my eyes changed from azure to blood red and my claws elongated. I caught hold of his neck and flung him away like a rag doll. The crowd cheered.

“Alpha!” They all chorused.

“Finally.”