MY CEO IS A WEREWOLF
s Alphas and eminent councilmen. With her eyes swollen and a deep crimson hue from inc
e. Dragged unceremoniously into the court, the wretched soul stood exposed, his nakedness accentuating his vul
a, Please, I beg all of you, spare my father. He's innocent, and bears no fault in
r execution, and she sto
scern her father's predicament. His face marred by blood and bruised skin. His features had been subjecte
ed, his gaze directed
f a walking staff, resonated. Adorned in resplendent attire, his feet encased in fine
, Shall we commence?" His query hung in the air not expecting a reply, his languorous gaz
t to our preservation. Although serious, adherence to our laws is non-negotiable, as any deviation threatens not only the offenders but us as well. He paused, allowing his gaze t
upon his own son. Azazel was one of the preeminent Rite Masters, a top-ranking Alpha who played a p
to a woman and her innocent child, driven by self-serving motives. The grimness of this offense transcends the realm of human existenc
ve done that" Erica's entreaty echoed amidst the chamber. Mexta
enge implicit in his stare. Hercule raised his weakened head, emitti
uman world. We derive grim satisfaction from his capture. He must now confront the full measure
persisted, her struggle against Mextas evident. Azazel remained unmoved, and her pleas went unacknowledged. Hercule, however, did not
nce, Mr. Hercule Jones, by virtue of my authority as Alpha, Rite Master, and Clan Head, I hereby
t in attornment for his crimes Gilchrist had his face branded with hot blade and his tongue cut out. Since then, he's had absence of empathy, rendering him dangerou
ent strikes ensued, met with Hercule's determination to stifle his screams. With every stroke, his res
ion on public display. The agony bore witness to her
s unyielding determination, his eyes met Erica's, their gaze displayed a cloud of unwavering love. He mouthed his final declaration of love bef
Her attempt to rush to her father was met with Mextas' violent res
s life etched slowly into a cloud. Drenched in agony, Erica's heart shattered as her fath
mingled with the residue of her tears. As Gilchrist's whip left its dee
the prison ward. "I mean, away!" he emphasized.Guards
amber. Azazel hesitated briefly, seem
So! it's our obligation to comply with their laws as any offender would be ruthlessly punished. Any questions?" Silen
minutes," Mextas's voice reverberated, harshly
nostril-teasing aroma of dish soap and antiseptic lingered. Her eyes, struggling at first, eventually acclimated to the gloom. A solitary bed occupied the sp
f companies and properties once owned by her parents had been snatched from her grasp by her grandfather and the counci
ather for the chance to visit her dying
ithin a basement, he
afeguarding our identity is paramount,] Uncle Mexta
r's humiliation and execution, her hands tied. Now, she found herself powerless once more, observing her mother's gradual descent into oblivion, bereft of care. Her own family subjected her to cruelty, relega
her lips. What was this? Her bewildered gaze turned toward her fingernails, which had grown longer and sharper. Applying pressure, they pu
filled the air as t
ut! I think you've spent enough time with
d, struggling to retract her
!" Uncle Mextas's irritation was
er claws shorter, only to inadvertently bruise her lip
rway and crashing outside the room. You foolish child!, your'e nothing but a burden to me. Mexta
t, colliding with what she thought was a wall,
t's Azazel. I'm so sorry, grandfather
me so familiarly. Address me as 'chief' or 'sire,' do yo
rstand," she quive
mness of the basement, Erica's eyes quickly adapted. However, she froze as her ears caught the faint murmur
azel inquired nudging a
show signs of recovery, while others sug
to end it? It could simplify ma
he councilmen. Uncle Mextas cautioned. A momentary pause ensued. So, w
arken the windows. Ensure she receives no further treatm
in her throat, her eye
to pass away?"
blaming the doctor if need be. I'll manage the details. Let's focus on the matter of their properties and companies
Did you hear that?" Mextas growled, his attention snapping towar
zazel's gaze locked onto Erica's direction. As their voices faded, Erica's heart raced. She absorbed their si
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swiftly as they could. The sunlight was a welcome relief as she emerged from the shadows. Yet,
d through the towering trees.Through the thicket of bushes, Erica raced, a torrent of thoughts racing through her mi
er, leaning against a more towering tree. Summoning every ounce of strength, she leaped, her escape cut short as a so
o an older girl before her.She crouched, vigilant eyes scanning for pursuers. Resting flat, Erica remained cautiou
ention to Erica. Lowering herself to a crouch, she offered a warm smile. H
swayed easily by a friendly demeanor. She wouldn'
ely. Stay where you are. I won't hesitate to use this" she warned, her voice
ity for Erica. She had clearly endured much. He
ou. I'm here to help" S
ith sarcasm. Turning her attention away, Stac
ans certain death," she asserted, eyebrows
ly jabbed a needle into her neck, injecting its contents. The act
trength waned. Stacy scooped her up and carefully pla