The Alpha’s Dark Revenge

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As I got into my car, I exhaled deeply, starting the car and driving off. If I had my way I would rip the throats of those ridiculous, disgusting humans who worked at my company. Being around them irritated me to the core, although I had done it for years. But today I couldn’t stand it. Especially the idiotic new business partner. He was a talkative, overweight moron who I was sure would make a good meal. When he made his presentation today, I envisioned snapping his neck just for the satisfaction. He had kept on making stupid jokes that no one could object to, because of course he was bringing in cash.

But I knew better. If I had been alone with that blundering fool for one second, he would not have walked out alive. It would have been the highlight of my day. But I was powerless. I hated feeling like that. Which was why I supported the motion that humans should be eliminated and werewolves to rule. Their presence only limited us. Their only good use was as a nice meal.

Unable to stand his presence before I did something I would regret, I excused myself. Hissing, I started to drive back home, stopping at a jewelry shop to get something for Mira. Barbara had reminded me that it was our anniversary. I didn’t care about that of course, but I couldn’t show up empty handed. I would surprise her. And then as usual when I got her gifts, she would offer a good fuck.

I was sure Barbara would have informed her about my knowing, so she would probably prepare for it. Good. I hated half done events and surprises.

I tugged on my tie as I got home, parking outside the gates as I would go out for drinks in a while. I needed it. My eyes roved the lawn. I needed to fire that fucking gardener, always doing messy jobs. A week in the dungeon would do him some good.

My ears twitched as I walked up the stairs. Erotic sounds emanated from one of the rooms upstairs. I wondered if it was one of the new mates at it. If it was I would make sure they never had another chance to fuck. How dare they disturb the peace in my house? And so indiscreetly at that? I would teach them a lesson. After all I had not tortured anyone in a long while. It would be a good chance to get that thrill.

My steps slowed when I got upstairs and realized it was coming from my bedroom. For a second I wondered if Mira was watching porn to set her mood for the anniversary. But the grunts I heard were clearly coming from a male who was definitely inside that room.

I kicked down the door of the bedroom, my chest heaving as I stepped in. Mira lay on the bed stark naked, her eyes wild with fear. She shook from head to toe, grabbing up a duvet that didn’t do much in hiding her nakedness.

“What the fuck is going on here!!” I yelled, walking toward her and gripping her by the neck and squeezing until she began to gasp for air.

Letting her drop back to the bed, I scoured the room. The bastard who had the guts to fuck my wife had apparently disappeared. “Where the fuck is he?!!”

Instead of responding, she broke down into tears, her voice cracking as she sobbed. “I-I can explain… baby..”

I landed a heavy slap to her face. “Don’t you dare!” I contemplated on strangling her at the spot. How dare she cheat on me? I was Jonas Verbeck. No one dared make a fool of me. And this bitch had the effrontery to…

Tearing my eyes away from her before I would change my mind about strangling her, I continued to turn the room upside down in search of the man. “You have the guts to fuck my wife, why don’t you come out and face me you bloody coward!”

My eyes moved to the corner of the room close to the window. It was slightly open. Finally. I took two quick strides to get to the window. When I did, I outstretched my arm. When my hand grasped what I was looking for, I pulled the stark naked man who had been hanging on for dear life at the window into the room, dumping him hard on the floor.

I caught a glimpse of his face as he tried to escape and my eyes widened in shock.

“Mario?!”

Rage boiling up within me, I easily made it to him, grabbing him right by the neck and smashing his head repeatedly into the mirror until blood oozed out from his forehead.

“A-alpha,” His voice shook.”I’m so-”

“Silence!” I yelled, aiming a kick at a spot in his chest and repeatedly landing heavy kicks to it. When it didn’t seem like it was doing enough harm, I shifted up to my arms, digging my claws hard into the same spot. But the scream that escaped his lips still did not satisfy me. “How dare you! My own Beta, fucking my wife? And apparently on a regular basis? You fucking traitor!”

Mira screamed as I slashed halfway through his neck. Halfway, because I surely could not let him have such an easy, quick death. I would make him suffer… slowly, painfully. And when he could not take it anymore, life would slowly leave him.

“Silence!” Mira’s sobs were beginning to irritate me. Anger pumped through me as I glared at her. I had never been so disrespected! When I heard Mira begin to sob afresh, I flung Mario’s dangling body to the bed, making sure he landed heavily on her.

“Fucking bitch!”

The anger in me was not pacified yet. I walked to the other side of the room and opened the bottom drawer. When I found it, I pulled the hammer out.

Perfect.