He Killed My Dog, So I Took His Empire Novels & Stories

The mate of the one I killed, I thought. I heard answering howls off in the distance, coming fast but still a way off. Emily brought her stick down hard on the first rogue’s head while I shook off the wolf that was hanging off from me. I turned back and grabbed the neck of the original rogue, using my size to brace myself before snapping his neck, too. I turned to find myself facing two more rogues, the mate and a new wolf. This new wolf didn’t smell like a rogue. He must have not been on his own for too long.

I became disorganized before I took a pause, deep breath and tried again My hands in akimbo, “What could be wrong?” I confronted him but he didn’t even feel my fierceness “My dog’s caretaker called me now that it caught the mad disease and he needed the order of if he should be killed or not since he doesn’t have much time again so I told them to go ahead. He’s a dog I adore so much so I’m in pains right now but what then can I do?” he explained naturally without me even asking and immediately I felt bad.

he said looking at me while my body was burning in anger. "I'm not going anywhere," I said my eyes looking directly into his. "Fine, you stay here but don't blame me if anything happens to her," I snapped at his words. "What do you mean by that don't you dare," I lost my hearing that he could go to that extent. "Have you forgotten what I did to the dog you loved," he said with a smirk and I remembered what he did to him, he killed him with a gunshot because he was dear to me and he hated the fact that I was having someone close to me.

This guy has to go. “Jesus, Em, that’s not a dog, that’s a motherfucking wolf. You have a wolf in your apartment. Do you even know…? Surely not. Never mind. I’m outta here. Good luck with your shit, lady.” I sit back down, content in the knowledge that I won’t have to hear Emory– Em? Really?-- with some other guy tonight. I’m not sure I would have made it through that with my sanity intact. He scrambles gratifyingly fast out the front door, slamming it behind him.

“Then I’ll feed her to the wild dogs myself!” He takes steps towards me but suddenly is jerked backwards, with so much force that he crashes against the buck of a tree, three metres away with a loud bang. His body bounces backwards again and lands on the hard ground. Blood oozes from his nostrils and from a cut on one side of his head. "Oh my God! you killed him!" gasps echo through the crowd as people stagger back, eyes wide with shock. Elon lies motionless on the ground like he has been hit by a bull. Yet the Emporer yanked him away with ease, like the werewolf weighs less than a toddler.

I added without lifting my gaze from Emmy's pouting lips, her dreams making her moan softly in the car. "Ok, we are here.. we can take her in." The older of the males announced, turning to face me. I was mid-way through unbuckling Emmy's seatbelt when I paused to look at him, my brow arched as a snarl played on my lips. "You gonna manhandle her out of my arms?" I asked, his lips pulling tight in disgust. "I mean, if you killed him, that would count as like... three kills.. right?" His friend and soon-to-be eyeless wolf grinned, nudging him like the day's events were just a fucking game. People had died!

He smiled and looked down before starting, “I was talking about my dog, Lucia… She got badly injured and she wasn’t recovering… Her condition was deteriorating day by day and so I ordered my men to end her misery…” “Oh, my God… I’m so sorry… I thought…” I started anxiously. “You thought I was talking about you” He completed and I looked down in embarrassment. “I’m sorry…” I said slowly and began to play with my fingers. “It is okay, Emily… Anyone could have misunderstood that… But why would I want to kill you? You are such a talented girl… You won that competition with my son… I am so proud of both of you” He said enthusiastically and a smile approached my face.

Asked Zhu Wushang. “Policy? We don’t know, but usually, this empire will not act unless provoked. And your dog just provoked them. By eating one of their emissary” Said the man in black. Zhu Wushang turns to look at his dog. It immediately lowered its head and whimpered like it knew that it just made a mistake. “Don’t bother Blacky. I already made a warning sign board. They can’t blame me on this. They need to blame their Illiterate arrogance idiot lackey for losing his life despite the warning sign.”

I growled, my voice layered with a low rumble that wasn’t entirely human. A figure stepped from the shadows, masked, lean, and wrapped in black fabric that absorbed the moonlight. Another mercenary. Emon's dad still had loyal dogs. “Funny,” I said, wiping the small line of blood from my cheek. “Your master didn’t tell you his empire’s fallen?” The man didn’t reply. He lunged. Fast, but not fast enough. I sidestepped, grabbed his arm mid-swing, and twisted until I heard the satisfying snap of bone. He screamed and I threw him into a tree with enough force to splinter the bark.

Alexander was her masterpiece; she had meticulously molded him into the perfect heir, and she wasn’t going to let a mere dog ruin her plans. He was the future don of the Knight empire. He would take countless lives as he grew older, and this would be the first step. If he couldn't kill a dog, then all her time and effort would be wasted. The dog had to die— no matter what. Smack! Alexander’s face snapped to the side, and he blinked in disbelief, raising a trembling hand to touch the cheek his mother had just slapped. It stung. It hurt. “I won’t repeat myself, Alexander Knight! Kill the damn dog, or you’ll regret it.”