Chapter 20

Blue Lagoon Manor

As vehicles approached what little moon light there was became blacked out by clouds. Beta Darien’s car sat up the road from the broken gates. The group stopped and checked the car for any signs, only to find Darien’s phone left on the driver seat.

The ominous feel of the headlights hitting a perfectly clean parked car sitting in front of the manor. Grass overgrown, front windows broke and bits of glass glistening in the bushes next to the house when truck lights hit them.

The single occupant of the manor sitting patiently in the study. A small fire burning in the fireplace. Absent mindedly stirring the dark red liquid in his coffee cup. Fully aware of the caravan's arrival.

He laid in waiting, admiring his handy work as Beta Darien’s severed head rest on the mantle of the fireplace. Sipping the blood of an Alphas son his trap already set. Surly the rescue party would have no trouble finding him as he left a trail of body parts for them to follow. Smiling to himself a