Chapter 1: Anger

"I don't love her, I'm just playing with that Rogue. So, stopped creating some fairytale like story in your mind, where we are the main lovers, Giovanni." Giovanni chuckled darkly, eyes narrowed dangerously at his brother, who was now looking back defiantly, refusing to meet his gaze, but it didn't last for long because soon enough their gazes met again, and Giovanni's lips began to curl into a smile.

"I thought just by a one night stand you can make her spill out everything about all the werewolves on their Rogue packs, to know their weakness and finally do your revenge by killing your greatest love, Ertha." 

"But it's been a years and Cassandra seems to be your fuck-buddies." Giovanni's smirk grew into something wider when he saw how pale Marcus turned. As days passed, he's being more defensive.

Giovanni's plan had begun working already, his little brother seems had already being closer to the werewolf who will he also use to kill Marcus.

Giovanni is going to watch his own blood brother fall in love with someone else while he watches him drown. He knew he could easily push Marcus over the edge, the fact that he would actually betray him after he has given up everything.

"It's because she's too silent when it's all about their packs!" Marcus suddenly screamed, standing up from the chair in front of them. He glared at his brother furiously, eyes narrowed as if challenging him to continue what he started.

"Chill, my brother Alpha. I am just asking at the same time I just want to be sure that you didn't forget your main reasons why you're playing with Cassandra, the angel like fuck-buddy of yours." Giovanni laughed, his grin growing bigger every second. He loved when Marcus got angry, especially when they fight, and he doesn't hesitate to tease the younger wolf.

"Or let just say that I am assuring that Cassandra is still not making your heart flutters crazily." Marcus gritted his teeth, clenching his fists, trying to calm himself down before speaking again.

"Come on, Giovanni! That will never happen. Cassandra? She is not different from her pack. She's a Rogue and she is not an acception, it just too unlucky for her because she was born as a Rogue." Giovanni rolled his eyes at the younger wolf, he had heard the same speech a million times.

"So, what's your plan? Aren't you tired hearing her moaned everytime you're doing sexy time?" Giovanni asked sarcastically, mocking his brother's words. Marcus, growled low in frustration, but then it's only the first question of Giovanni that he answered.

"I'll just going to continue playing with that Rogue, until I finally get what I need from her. I'll make sure that I will squeeze out all the juices she's hiding." Marcus replied coldly, turning around. Giovanni laughed, yet while watching the back of his brother, his face expression turn into who really he is, the traitor brother of the Alpha. 

"I am rooting for your plan, my brother Alpha. Make her be inside your trap, then let them feel your bloody revenge." Giovanni's eyes hardened even further as he spoke in an emotionless voice, his voice sounding cold, dangerous. He even walk e sounding cold, dangerous. He even walk around the table so that he was closer to where Marcus was standing and with an evil smile he whispered...

"Keep in mind, Rogue packs killed Ertha, your beloved mate without any mercy. Think that they did it, they didn't just murder her, but tortured and mutilated her to death." Marcus didn't reply, he only clenched his fists harder. Giovanni felt satisfied, knowing that he managed to make his brother explode with rage.

The next thing Giovanni does was smirking as he stood up and left the room, leaving Marcus fuming madly, clenching his fists once again. He had finally succeeded in angering him; he really knows how much Ertha meant to him. 

Marcus was standing near his window, staring intently at the ground, thinking deeply about this whole situation. He wasn't stupid, he know exactly what he needed to do and why, but there's still something in his heart that seems controlling all his plans, maybe it is because he knows how betrayal hurts.

He is not really into making someone believe in a lie, because he hates how his mother Luna betrayed his father just to cover his affairs with other werewolf. But he also knows that if she hadn't made those plans, he will just forever hating himself for the thought that he was not able to save Ertha from dying.

He still clearly remember it, it all happened after the night Ertha and him make love with a deep conversation of their plans about their future, but then he didn't expect when one of the omega told him that Ertha's dead body found on the river near at the Rogue packs border.

When he arrived, he could only see the blood staining the grass. He remembered screaming Ertha's name over and over again until his throat was hoarse and his voice was raw, the only thing on his mind is finding her body on the river.  

It broke his heart seeing how lifeless his beloved mate looked. And when some of the omega and sentinel tell him that Ertha died because she was beaten severely by a Rogue, Marcus had felt nothing but anger towards that wolf packs. 

Even though they came from the far Kingdom of the fairies and witches they weren't able to save her. His wolf was howling with rage, howling for revenge, howling that he needed to tear apart the pack responsible for murdering his beloved mate.

It felt like a dream, his brain was telling him that Ertha is alive somewhere, maybe she was just on the human world. And even if he was wrong and she truly is dead, he couldn't let it go. It still hurting him so bad. 

And since then he felt empty; he had no strength to even care truly about anyone and everything anymore. And as he was thinking that way, he couldn't stop himself from planning what his revenge should be on that rogue.