Third Person Pov~
A black MPV[Multi Purpose Van] slowly drove into a huge manor surrounded by bricks of the wall and guarded with a Heavy Iron Black Gate for security. In front of the manor stood a silver pole with a red flag attached to its top. The flag had the head of an iced blue Lycan prying its mouth open for an attack painted on its surface. It sways in the air gently.
Four chiseled-bodied men step down from the car while holding a large box in each of their hands. They amble towards the manor
With their face straight up. Their backs emit coldness. They walk into the manor with an imposing air making the young Woman coming down the stairs around her mid 30's halt in her steps the moment her eyes set on them. She avoids making eye contact with the four men who are now standing in front of her. The four men give her a tired look as she looks down at the floor. The Woman remains standing in her position in front of the staircase while twitching the hem of her gown.
"How can someone as dense as you remain in the pack?" The man with brown hair from the group said in an irritating voice as he sized her up. The woman flinched and took a step backward hearing the man's hateful voice.
"Wait, Zack, she isn't worth your time and energy. We still have an unfinished business to complete." The long white hair Man standing close to Zack held him back, reminding him of their mission.
Seeing the obvious dark frown on his face. "You are right, Callus, she does not fit the picture." He spat out the words with so much disgust and shoved The Woman aside as he climbed the stairs, the others followed suit leaving the woman behind without forgetting to give her a disgusting look.
The Woman took in some breaths and sighed in relief and went her way after taking care of her expression.
The group of men matches towards the second floor, expressionless. They stop right in front of a heavy brown door by their left. Zack raises his right hand and knocks at it twice. "Come in." A deep voice motioned behind the closed door. They pushed the door open slightly and walked into the office that has the brownish decor of an -English Style.
A middle-aged man is sitting down gracefully on a brown leather chair. His chair swings to the side as he places his right hand on the top of the desk. He taps the table gently with his Index finger. On each side of his table are piles of files, a globe, and his special emblem. He fixed his eyes on the group of men who just walked into his office.
Six lines appeared between the corners of his eyes as he maintained his questioning gaze at them. "Greetings, Supreme Alpha." Zack and his men echoed at the same time. "Hmmm," the Supreme Alpha acknowledged, nodding his head. "Mission accomplished, Supreme Alpha," Zack stated with his shoulders puffing high.
The Supreme Alpha slowly raises the corners of his lips into an evil grin as his golden eyes fall on the large boxes in the hands of Zack and his men at the same time. He rises from his seat, steps out from his table and takes a walk around his table, and stops right in front of Zack.
"Show me their awful sights…" He stressed the words, with a scornful expression.
Zack and his men curve the edge of their lips into a proud smile and drop the boxes onto the table. They opened the lid covering the box to reveal the transparent box inside containing white liquid substances with the head of the Silver Moon Pack, Luna, 'Monica Pentagon' and the heart of the Silver Moon Pack, Alpha, 'Bruno Pentagon'.
A wide smile spread across the face of The Supreme Alpha. He placed his ring finger on the top of the transparent box. "Tsk tsk… Bruno, how sad." He kept mocking the Late Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack.
He burst into a loud satisfied laugh. Zack and his Men put a calm smile on their faces with shoulders puffed high. He stepped close to Zack and slapped his shoulder hard. "You men have proven to be the warriors of the Frost Crest Pack." The Supreme Alpha commended them And he resumed his laugh.
He paused his laugh as a thought flashed through his mind.
"What about his Son?" He asked with his eyebrows raised. "I believe they are in hiding." Callus countered. "They?!!" The Supreme Alpha, inquired in a raised voice while raising the left side of his eyebrow.
"Yes, Supreme Alpha, from our findings, the young Alpha, Luther Pentagon, fled the Pack with his sister and some survivors," Zack explained. The Supreme Alpha removed his hands from the transparent box and rubbed his palms together, touching the ruby gem on his ring finger. "Bruno's daughter is already useless, but his son Luther needs to perish with his parents. Silver Moon Pack has to be entirely wiped out from existence." The Supreme Alpha, asserted in a cold tone as his golden eyes darken.
"So, what's the next plan? Supreme Alpha." Zack inquiries in a deep voice. Their Supreme Alpha glanced at him and smirked meaningfully. "Recently the company has been holding a building project, and in need of a land supply, so…" he counters, dragging the last words.
"We are going to use the formal Silver Moon Pack territory for the project." A deep and mellow voice cut in completing the Supreme Alpha's unspoken thought.
Zack and his men turn to face the direction of the voice owner to see the Supreme Alpha's Son standing in front of the closed door.
"My Good Son, AL," the Supreme Alpha compliments his son's words as he nods his head in satisfaction. His son walks close to his father with a calm expression on his face. "Greetings Father '' the Supreme Alpha acknowledged his greetings with a warm smile.
He went and took the seat opposite his father's office desk and crossed his legs together while flipping through the book he picked up from his father's desk. "Greetings, Young Alpha." Zack and his men greet him. He nods at them as a sign of acknowledgment.
He looks back at his father who is still standing close to the transparent box. "So, Father, how do you plan to celebrate this victory?" ALrigridon asks his father, grinning. "It's not a complete victory yet… as long as Luther Pentagon still exists." He said
His son, AL, just blinks his eyes after hearing his father's words and closes the book in his hand. He inhaled deeply, stood up, and straightened the rim of his shirt. "I will make sure to find out where they are hiding. I'm giving you my word." He declared with certainty in his eyes.