We arrived at the Pack House twenty minutes later. Driving up, the Pack looked like a small housing development mixed in with the rolling hills and trees, but I could see the subtle clues there was more. The chain link fence topped with barbed wire, the cameras, and the layout with the Pack House and gym at the center. Larger homes belonging to senior Pack leaders were on the inner ring, smaller houses surrounded it. They probably had the unmated staying in Pack House apartments.
I parked my Harley when they came to a stop, and the four men escorted me up the stairs where I was met by an even bigger man. "I'm Beta Mark Turner. Follow me." He led me into the house and up the stairs to a conference room, holding the door open for me. Four men were in the room, including the Alpha who I immediately recognized from his photo. "Alpha, this is Amanda Keller. Amanda, this is Gamma Pierce, Delta Lawrence, Warrior Parker and Alpha Erich Shunn."
"Welcome to the Fulton Lakes Pack, Miss Keller," the Alpha said as he stood and took my offered hand. He raised it up to his nose, a little confused by the scent. I could tell his wolf didn't like it. "I understand you have a proposal for me."
"Not exactly," I said. "I challenge you for the Alpha position at Fulton Lakes." The five men stared at me, then the Alpha started to laugh, and the others followed. I stared him down, my dominance forward and my wolf pissed at being dismissed. When the laughter died down, I continued. "Do you accept, or do I take your submission now?"
"Thank you for the comedic interlude, young she-wolf, but you are better suited to be UNDER a strong man than in charge of one." The other men got up from their seats, two moving behind him while the other two blocked the door. "Take her to the cells until I decide what to do with her."
I let my claws grow out as they dismissed me, and when the two men came to grab me, I was ready. Fast as lightning, I sliced clean through the neck of the man on my right before spinning and plunging my claws into the kidneys of the man on the left. He screamed in pain, and I snapped his neck before the other two men could react.
One ran towards me, and with a jumping roundhouse I knocked him into the wall and out. The second man had gone wolf and leaped for my throat as I landed from the kick. Avoiding his jaws, I grabbed him by the scruff and slung his head down into the wood-paneled wall. His head broke through the wall, and before he could recover, I stomped on his exposed neck. A loud snap told me it was broken, killing him instantly.
I turned to face the Alpha, who was now alone in a room with a pissed-off she-wolf who had just taken out his senior leadership in under ten seconds. I walked towards him, my bloodied hands dripping on his expensive carpet as he backed up towards the window. "My question remains, do you accept my challenge, or do I take your submission now?"
"Who are you?"
"I'm your worst fucking nightmare. You've been kidnapping and changing human women, threatening to draw attention to our kind. That isn't acceptable, especially as you've tried to dump the ones who didn't make it in the back yard of friends of mine." His eyes got wide, but he didn't get a chance to say anything. My hand shot out, the claws piercing his upper left chest. I moved my hand around in there as his mouth opened in shock and his hands grabbed mine, but he was already dying. Finding what I wanted, I jerked my hand back hard. He was pulled forward past me as his chest ripped open, and he fell hard to the floor by his desk.
I looked down at him, his heart in my hand. I reached over to his desk and grabbed a pair of scissors, then plunged the blades through the heart, pinning it to the center of the conference table.
The man I had knocked out was starting to come to. The thirst for blood led me to grab him and bite into the carotid artery just below his left ear. I took deep gulps of the warm blood as I listened to his heart weaken. I let go and sliced his throat open when I had my fill.
My beast felt satisfied; he hadn't deserved to live, and they had all paid the price for breaking Council laws and endangering the local Coven. No longer would dead bodies be showing up around the Syracuse coven house; that was the kind of cold-war antics that could get us all in trouble. The fact that girls were being kidnapped and forced into a life they didn't want, well, that gave me satisfaction in ending them.
I went to the attached bathroom and washed the blood off my arms and face, and used the towels to get the blood off my clothes and jacket. I liked black because the blood didn't show, and leather because it would clean up well. I walked back into the room, placing an Ace and King of Clubs in the mouth of the dead Alpha.
I opened the door and a few dozen Pack members were waiting outside. "The Alpha, his bond broke," Boyd said.
"It's to be expected when he's dead," I said as I flung the doors wide open. "Tell the Council to find leadership suited to the Pack, I don't want it." I walked towards the stairs, the shocked werewolves parting for me like the Red Sea for Moses.
"Who are you, really," Boyd asked.
"I'm the Alpha Killer." I walked out, firing up my motorcycle, and left them shocked and leaderless behind me.
Randall's POV
La Crosse Pack House
I looked at the broken girl standing at the doorway and my heart just fell. Every dream, every good experience had been taken from her and she had suffered for years, three of them not knowing what happened to her own son.
"Please, sit and eat," I said softly. I was glad I'd spent so much time in my division, I'd learned from the best how to work with people who had come out of the harshest situations. "None of us will hurt you."
She nervously came into the room, taking a place across the table from me. I let her take some food and eat, while I focused on my own plate and what we needed to do. "How is she doing," I linked with my brother.
"Better, she slept for a few hours and she's talking a little."
"Does she know who you are or that you are mates?"
"No, and I'm the one who should break it to her."
I grabbed an empty plate next to me, and filled it with biscuits, gravy and sausage. I held it over the table. "Niesha? Would you mind putting this down on the floor for my brother?"
She reached out, hesitant, but she took it from me. "Snacks is your brother?"
I held back a laugh as she lowered the food down to the floor and ignored my brother's cursing over the link. "Snack's real name is Bobby, Bobby Meechum. He's my little brother, he came up here with me from Texas."
"I call him Snacks because he helped me find the food last night, and he ate almost a whole bag of cheese curds by himself. I don't think they have cheese that squeaks when you eat it down south." She ate with her left hand while her right maintained contact with him as he wolfed down his breakfast. "He's a nice puppy, he helped me sleep."
"He's good for that," I said. "He will stay with you as long as you'll have him. No one will harm you while he is by your side, I can assure you."
"I know, as soon as I touched him, it was like I knew I was safe with him." He looked up from his clean plate, his tongue hanging out the side and the love clear in his eyes. "He's such a good boy, aren't you Snacks."
"See, she likes me," he sent.