Chapter 2

A trio of haggard looking men were pushed forward. They were shirtless, with unkempt beards, having visible ribcages like they had been starved for weeks.

They were thrown forwards to kneel before Logan.

“I denounce it.” One of the prisoners screamed at the top of his voice.

A taunting smirk appeared on Logan's face and he grabbed the man by the chin.

“How do I believe you? How do I know that you're not just trying to save your life?”

“My Alpha…” the man choked as Logan's fingers dug into his sides. “If I'm ever caught with a man, then kill me at the spot.”

“Get up!” Logan ordered.

The man staggered to his feet immediately. He supported the weight of his broken leg with the other and from his facial expression, one could tell that he was in pain.

“I give you two days. Just two days.” Logan spat and raised two fingers high to buttress his point.

“You have two days to mark a mate, and you have one year to mate with a woman.”

“Yes, my Alp…” the man tried to respond, but Logan's voice cut him off.

“The mating shouldn't be in vain. You must provide a child as evidence. Make her pregnant.” Logan shouted that last part at the top of his voice. His eyes were widened and the veins around his neck popped out, making him look like he was fighting something serious. Well, he was. Fighting against grave immorality was something serious to him.

The culprit stared at the ground. His eyes bore a kind of pain that made it look like he was regretting his action, but there was nothing else he could do. This was the only way to survive.

“Am I making myself clear?”

“Yes sir.”

Logan nodded his head. With both hands clasped behind his back, he addressed the remaining two.

“You saw what your friend did, huh? Denounce or die.”

The two men exchanged glances and whispered something inaudible among themselves.

Logan chuckled and rubbed the stubble on his jaw.

“A lover's chitchat. How romantic.” 

“Oh, you're even reaching out to touch each other.” He mocked once more as the men held hands.

They looked at themselves again and nodded.

Logan laughed even louder, amused by their public display of affection.

“It seems both of you want to go to the afterlife together. Who do I kill first?”

While he reached for his waist to unsheath his sword, his beta, Caine ran towards him panting heavily.

He drew the sword back in.

“Alpha. I've been trying to reach you.” Caine rasped as he ran out of breath.

“Marceline is giving birth.”

Logan's facial expression changed to a tensed one. He unsheathed his sword and threw it in front of his guards that had helped beat up the previous culprit.

“Deal with these morons.” He ordered the men, before dashing off with Caine.

They got to the pack house and he headed to Marceline's room. The cry of a newborn baby welcomed him.

Caine excused himself from the room. It was just Marceline and two nurses that were with the Alpha.

“Welcome, our Alpha.” Nurse Tracy greeted with a slight bow.

Logan ignored her greeting and walked towards Marceline who was holding her new born child to her chest.

Her face paled with fear as she saw him. She already knew that if he found out, she'd be in trouble.

“Alpha, please, you can't come closer to the newborn with all these dirts on you.” One of the nurses said as she tried to block his path.

“Get out of the way.” He ordered instantly.

“But Alpha, perhaps I could bring water to wash your…”

Her statement was accompanied with a deafening slap on her face. She nursed her bruised face with one hand, while blinking repeatedly to hold back the tears.

“I'm sorry,” she muttered as she excused from his path.

He reached Marceline and grabbed the child from her chest. The child cried in response.

He turned the baby upside down roughly, and when he realized it, his eyes darkened.

“It's a girl.” He spat in utmost disgust.

He flung the baby across and Marceline screamed and yelped in horror. The nurse caught the baby just before she hit the floor.

Marceline's eyes were already glassy with tears. She knew her fate and this ruthless alpha wouldn't pardon her. She was a rogue under imprisonment. She was meant to be freed, but only after the condition of giving birth for him, and not just any birth, a son and an heir.

He tapped his forehead three times as he mindlinked his beta and his other men.

They appeared a few minutes later.

“Take her away to the dungeons.” He ordered sternly.

“No. No please. Please my alpha. I can try again.” Marceline screamed with tears in her eyes.

Two men held her hand, reading to drag her from the bed. They paused to see if the alpha may say something different.

“Alpha please,” the nurses went on their knees. “She wouldn't survive in the dungeons. She…she is still unhealed.”

“The baby is healthy. Please let me take my child and leave.” Marceline pleaded in a teary voice.

“Healthy?” Logan scoffed sarcastically. He clasped both hands behind him in his usual position.

“Give her it.” Logan pointed at the newborn who had been crying loudly.

The guards released Marceline from their grip. She collected her child with trembling hands.

“Pity is not in my nature. Consider this a warning, not mercy. I never want to set my eyes on you ever again. Leave the Moon Valleys pack and never return.

The woman got to her feet, clutching her child to her chest like it was the only thing she had left. Well, it was.

The nurses supported her.

Logan didn't wait for their next action before leaving the room with his men. Caine lingered for a short while after Logan had left and slipped some money into the hands of the nursing mother.

She opened her mouth to say thank you, but he signaled her to keep shut.

After that, he trailed behind Logan.