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Darkness had no idea why it bothered him that she wanted to save someone else, his eyes assessed her, those bright and fierce eyes of hers that got him hooked in the first place. His jaw clenched and he glanced towards Conor's cell. He didn't like his muse being interested in someone else. “I gave you a chance, isn't it what you wanted? Then why? Why do you dare think of helping another man?”

He could see Vanilla shift on her feet, he knew she feared him but she was trying to hide it, perhaps she didn't fear him enough. “I just want him to leave with me.” She wasn't planning to back down.

Darkness's brow furrowed lightly. He mind linked Ethan “To the Bars, now.” He didn't wait for the latter's reply before he cut off the mind link. Then he turned his attention to the bulky man by his side. “Out.” His voice held nothing but authority, and a slight annoyance.

“Yes Alpha.” Theo bowed, showing his neck, his brows pinched together as he wondered what he had done to annoy his Alpha. He headed out of the dungeon to get his job done, leaving Vanilla alone with

Darkness's attention turned to Vanilla who had not taken her gaze off him, eyes wary and alert . “You still want to leave with him?”

“Yes.” His eyes Darkened, then in a deep voice, he spoke.

“Very good.” Ethan walked in at this moment, the little scar gotten when Vanilla stoned him still there between his brows, he folded his hand above his chest,and bowed with his neck shown, a show of submission.

“Alpha, what would you like me to do?”

“Bring him out and break his leg.” Vanilla's eyebrow snapped together, as she ran to the bar.

“What are you planning?” She demanded. Ethan smirked, his legs bouncing with anticipation as he eagerly made his way to Conor's cell to drag him out. “Wait! Wait!! Wait!! What are you doing to him?!” Vanilla's yells were ignored, all she could do was watch as a man was dragged out of his cell, his cloth dirty and brown just like his hair, he had a striking face but it was covered in dirt.

Connor said nothing, his head was hung low and he didn't struggle either as Ethan pushed him to his knees before Darkness. The distance between him and Darkness was strikingly different. Conor was covered in dirt and on his knees, while Darkness stood dominant with his head held high. Darkness's lips tilted up a little bit. “You shouldn't plead for others, it gets you in trouble.” He told Vanilla. “But I will make an exception, the one you begged for should be the one to pay.”

“No! Stop! Don't do this! He hasn't done anything wrong!” Vanilla screamed, pushing against the bars but she couldn't break the bars or get out, she could only watch in horror as Darkness gave the instruction.

“Break It.”

“No!” Conor was pinned down without a struggle, Ethan lifted his feet, a sick smile on his lips as he brought it down on Connor's left knee. It broke with a sickening crunch, yet Ethan didn't stop, his feet came down on his knee over and over again, erupting a deep howl of pain from Connor. Vanilla hit the bar, her eyes filled with horror and pity as she watched her new ally being crushed. Darkness watched this with a sick sense of satisfaction, she had no right to plead for or to anyone else but him. After his left knee was crushed till it broke, Connor was left writhing on the ground, his gaze filled with hate.

Darkness observed Vanilla's pale face, satisfaction filled his heart at the thought of his message sinking in, he walked closer to the bar till he was standing face to face with her. Vanilla shifted back, having to tilt her head to look him in the eye. Darkness noted how short and petite she was compared to what he had expected, from where he stood, his sharp eyes could see her boobs, not too big or soft and it filled him with delight. He lifted his hand to grab her chin but she stepped back, her eyes filled with both fear and rage. She was indeed his.

But that didn't stop him. He pulled at the cell door and it opened, as if it had not been locked before, Vanilla's eyes widened, he deduced that she had not expected his action. She looked just like a frightened deer who refused to show her fear. He grabbed her chin and lifted it up. “Why did you do it? He did nothing wrong, why did you hurt him?” Vanilla fumed.

Conor's soft groans filled in the silence, Darkness took his time to look at her facial features. From her oval face to her bright eyes, to her soft lips. “That is what happens to those you plead for.”

Vanilla gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hate. “You are a monster.” It was meant to be a curse, yet it sounded like a confession. She acted like she didn't want to be near him but he could see the way her body responded to his touch, trembling and anticipating. Darkness leaned closer, their lips almost touching.

“I never said I wasn't.” She tried pushing him away but her hand was held by him. “If you want to escape, you will have to try harder than this when I want to hunt you down.” Then he released her hand and her chin. Ignoring her hate filled eyes, he walked out of the cell and closed it. “ Rest. I will free you tomorrow, you only have this one chance– If you are unable to escape me, mine, for as long as I want you to.”

“I will never be yours.” Vanilla ran after him. “Never.” She emphasized.

“I guess we will find out soon enough.” Then he turned to Ethan. “Send him back to his hole, he will go with her tomorrow.”

“Yes Alpha.” Ethan bowed once again, till Darkness was out of the underground dungeon till Darkness walked through the dark, back to the castle. The Lost Shroud was a name the humans gave the forest that never released any human who walked into it, but the Kingdom itself had a name. Moon Guards pack.

Moon Guards pack was home to a whole Kingdom of werewolves, vampires and other supernaturals, they were not just there to live, but also to guard an ancient demon and his minions. It had been his great-grandfather, grandfather and father's duty for millennials, and now, it was his own duty. And he had taken on this duty after taking his own father's life ten years ago.

It didn't matter if his people feared him for this, or if they called him a beast, all that mattered was that he would fulfill his duty till death. Darkness had sworn to never do many things, he had always gone by his rules, rules he had been keeping till he met the white haired girl. Ironic, he had not even asked her name, but it didn't matter– because she would be his soon. “Alpha.” The servants in the castle bowed before him as he walked into his mansion, each of which he ignored as usual.

The mansion was a masterpiece of it's own, a blend of luxury and elegance, modern and medieval, black and gold, a deep contrast to how his father liked it. He made his way straight to his office where, the moment he opened the door, a familiar face greeted him. Greta was red lips, sweet pussy, seductive smiles and cold departures, she was nothing like Vanilla. However, her red lips weren't curled this time, her thick brow was tinted with worry, revealing the wrinkles that could have been non-existent, the only testament to her century old age.

“You are worried.” Darkness headed to his desk and poured them both a glass of whiskey, when he handed it to her and she didn't take it, he placed it down, then he sat down on his chair, his head leaned back as he drank his whiskey slowly. Greta patted down her black gown, her face gravely as she spoke.

“That girl cannot be left alive.” Darkness' hand paused slightly, then he resumed bringing the whiskey to his lips. “I am serious, I sense a great calamity with her presence, you need to end her now or it's never.” Aside from being herself, Greta was also the seer of Moon Guards pack, she had almost the same position as the Alpha and no one dared disrespect her or disobey her, except Darkness himself.

“I will decide if she lives or not.”

Greta's eyes widened with disbelief, Darkness could sense the long stream of words she had in mind. “I have told you to kill countless humans and you have done it without hesitation or protest, what is so special about this one human, she is neither a pussy to fuck, nor could she be your mate, why won't you kill her?”

Darkness placed down his glass with a soft click, and Greta immediately tensed up, her eyes darted around, it was obvious Darkness had no intention to continue the conversation, but she wasn't ready to let go, her hip swayed as she walked right to the front of his desk. “You are not possibly thinking she is your mate are you?” the air in the room immediately became suffocating.

~P-Lia~