Before anyone could notice it, slowly I put the hat back on my head and walked out of the area with a proud grin on my face, leaving the man behind lying in a pool of blood.
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Let me introduce myself first. I am William Romano, the true alpha of our Romano werewolf pack. As a dominant leader, it's my prior duty to look after the safety of my pack. I have assassinated countless foes who dared to harm me or my pack.
Also, we are living among humans in a disguise. For them, I am the most handsome, smart, and billionaire CEO of Romano Business Empire. I am 150 years old and have been leading my pack dominantly for near about 100 years.
But for these ignorant humans, I am 30 years old eligible bachelor CEO. Sometimes, their habitats piss me off terribly. But I have to stay too alarmed around them so that my supernatural powers don't get discovered by them.
I am extremely brutal and cold-hearted. Along with leading my pack, I have another reason for my life- the extinction of our rival werewolf pack Lupo who snatched my grandmother from me, the only person who cared and loved me in my lonely life.
I wasn't born strong. I never wanted to be the leader of my pack rather than enjoying my life as my own, but my entire meaning of life changed drastically when she was murdered before my eyes and I couldn't do a single thing except to cry and beg for their mercy!
They didn't harm me with a single scratch but left me all alone with my dead grandma covered in blood and bruises. The painful sight made me realize that I didn't have any other option left except to become the strongest alpha.
Till then, my life has only two motives- protect and attack. There were no emotions left in my life but indeed I had an abyssal void in my frozen heart.
My mother and father both are alphas of my pack. But sadly, I never received any love from them When my grandma died, I realized my painful loneliness vividly. For them, I have been always just an alpha, not their lovable child.
My half-brother, Roger, who is a beta and also looks after our business as my partner. He pretends to be loyal to me but I am indeed well aware of his dark intentions toward me...
My hidden Roger never allowed me to search for someone to mend my broken heart. I have encountered countless women (both humans and werewolves) but none of them could surpass the barriers of my heart.
I don't know what has been planned by my destiny!
As I was walking past the footpath at a slow pace with my hands inside my pocket, a lady passed beside me.
Immediately I stopped. She had an extremely sweet fragrance on her body which I have never encountered neither in werewolves nor in humans. It was a scent that throbbed in my frozen heart!
As she piqued my curiosity, I turned back to look at her. She looked divine from behind as she was walking nonchalantly.
Who is she?
William's POV:
I was staring intensely at her. Who is she? Why does she smell so uncommon? The scent reminded me of my grandma... She had a unique fragrance on her body too!
It's a myth that werewolves can sense a particularly sweet smell on someone's body if they are their loved ones. But I don't even know this lady, why did I sense such a rare scent?
She piqued my curiosity badly as my eyes were already fixated on her. She was walking with a nonchalant motion along the footpath. Probably she was crying, as she was consistently wiping her tears.
From behind she looked too lonely! Unknowingly I started following her from behind as my mind was extremely inquisitive.
Suddenly she stopped walking. I feared that if she had sensed someone tailing her and I stepped back a little. But she didn't turn behind and turned her left towards the main street. It was around 8 pm here in Rome. The Via Del Corso street was the busiest during this hour as thousands of vehicles were running wild on the road.
I was a little perplexed by her gesture. Why did she turn towards the road? What she is up to?
I saw her side face, particularly her eyes, they looked so mournful. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and she was biting her lips to stop herself from breaking down. Her facial expression was too intense as if she was lost in some deep thoughts.
I don't know why but I couldn't read her mind! As the alpha werewolf, I have my supernatural ability to read someone's mind, particularly humans. I still haven't accustomed completely to reading a werewolf's mind for which I am practising quite hard.
But I failed in her case! Huh? Why? Isn't she a human? But she doesn't seem to be a werewolf too! I deliberately tried again but failed drastically.
On the spur of the moment, a huge car was driving in our direction on the street. Suddenly I gazed at her and I was startled.
She was staring at the car with her dense and intensified eyes and from her body gesture, it appeared to me that she was about to jump before it! Damn! She wants to commit suicide!
As the car approached the place we were standing, abruptly she jumped before it.
I couldn't waste a single millisecond and opted for my supernatural power without my will.
With my superhuman speed, I rushed to her and grabbed her forcefully with my strong arms. Immediately I jumped on the opposite side of the road using my superstrong werewolf legs in a fraction of a second.
As I landed on that side I glanced at her once. Her eyes were closed but she appeared to me as divine beauty while lying in my arms.