Danny's POV
When someone bumped into me, I thought it was one of the pups running around. I never thought it would have been the mistake. How dare he bump into me, the omega of the pack. Even though he is technically my son, he was disowned by everyone when he was born. An omega was a shock to the pack, the first one in over 100 years. Our pack is known for being clean and free of them, he just had to ruin it. Everyone hates him for it, some less than others.
I told him to meet me on the floor. I had some pent-up energy I needed to release and him bumping into me just added to the fire. I would teach him a lesson he would never forget.
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As it came close to 3, I made my way towards the floor, selecting the tools I would use to punish him. The floor was filled with different tools, ranging from different knives to hemlock. We rarely ever use hemlock, so it was kept locked in a case. It took me 10 minutes to decide which weapon I would use. I wasn't in the mood for whipping and decided that a knife was the best option. Selecting a serrated knife, I walked to the center of the room and waited for him to arrive.
As he walked in, his face dropped, seeing I was already awaiting his arrival. Alphas and Betas can release pheromones, allowing them to control the actions of others. Alpha pheromones bring every wolf except rogues to their knees, Betas can only make low-ranking wolves and sometimes even other betas. Releasing my pheromones, his knees buckled and he kneeled, head dipped low in submission. I could see the slight tremor as I walked up to him, watching the light glint off the knife.
"You should have never bumped into me, rat," I said, hate dripping from my words.
He whimpered in response, showing his neck as a sign of submission. Normally, that would be the sign that the fight is over. I was just getting started.
"Oh that won't save you," I whispered, as he started to shake.
I slowly circled him, dragging the tip of the blade along his neck, a thin line of blood seeping to the surface. The smell of iron was delicious and I needed more. I wanted to cause him pain. Without warning, I kicked him in the ribs, hearing a satisfying snap as they broke.
His whimper brought a smile to my face, as I then brought the knife to his leg. Looking into his eyes, I began to add more pressure, sinking it into his thigh. I watched as his expression changed, pain evident in his dull eyes. I smiled watching him try not to cry out. This was one of the few times he was allowed to make eye contact. It allowed us to see the pain and horror in his eyes.
It was intoxicating, watching him squirm. Every movement he made, caused the serrations to damage this thigh further. When he tried to move away, I felt as the knife hit bone and the shudder he gave was electrifying.
It was around 6 when I was finally done with him. He lay there, whimpering and shaking in pain. I walked towards the cabinet, getting a cloth to clean the blade. It was covered in his blood. Wiping off the blade, I smiled as it glinted in the light once again. Turning towards him, I noticed the time and although I would have let him be late to make dinner, I was famished.
"It's 6, get up and finish your chores, or next time, I won't go easy on you," I sneered.
I watched as he got up on shaky legs, holding his side, blood dripping down his leg. Placing the knife back in its spot, I walked past him, shoving him back down to the floor as I exited the room. I heard his whimper as he landed on his side and felt accomplished.
"Get up brat, dinner has to be made," I yelled back to him, earning a whimper in response.
Smiling, I went into the meeting room. Alpha Gorman, Amy my wife, and Vacio and Eline the other betas were waiting for me. I nodded towards Gorman, who started the meeting. We had some hikers to deal with.