Chapter 9

Alexander

"What do they want?” I asked Lucas leaving the gym.

"They won't say anything Alpha," he replied shortly.

"Oh trust me they will," because I'm about to happen.

I entered the cell, some of the guards bowed before me as I made my way to the fucking rogues. I opened the door with a bang and they flinched.

"Leave us alone Lucas." He nodded before leaving me to deal with the bastards. They were tied with chains to the wall.

"I must agree you guys have some guts to actually pull something like earlier. I thought for a while you forgot what they call me," I scoffed before moving towards them. I lifted one of their chins, slightly to make eye contact with them. Their faces were covered in blood. Their blood. My warriors did a good job I suppose. Just like how I taught them. I pulled out a knife from my pocket before stabbing it deep into his stomach. His face scrunched up in pain because the knife was of silver. Silver was a big weakness of werewolves.

"What were you doing on