Chapter 54: Alpha Daniel
Alpha Daniel’s pov
“This pack is going to die, and I am the one that will make sure you do.”
My beast pushing up to the horror of the men before me, the blood running down my body, my arms weren’t of that much use, and I could feel my left leg was probably broken; still, they knew that I was telling the truth, my beast made that promise same as me.
“Kill him, just fucking kill him, Mike!” someone was hissing, panicking over the heaviness of my words, seeing that their beast was feeling my reach out, see? I was still the fucking Alpha, and they were nothing! The man didn’t hesitate and was scared shitless when he raised the knife someone had brought. Stab me like some fucking animal still being chained up; so much for the pride of this pack they yapped about!
“The Alpha is going to be pissed, but I can take that; at least he knows how the fucking orders work; that Omegas belongs on the bottom, just like your bitch!” He stabbed me hard to the weird gurgling noise that was coming out my mouth when my arms had reached out, pulling him closer, stabbing me in my neck, eyes wide and stumbling back, seeing that he had taken the mark on my neck that they all had has been so generous to tell me about.
My eyes went entirely black, my beast out, and I had never felt better shifting, ripping the chains out of the concrete to the screams of grown men, not even being smart enough to start running when I took the first one, throwing him hard into the wall, cracking his skull to the horror of the rest of them that finally had started to flee to the howl of my beast, finally!
I didn’t even try, my claws slashing quickly through the soft human flesh hunting the men down the corridor. My beast was even more significant than me, almost crawling his way down the dirty basement they had put me inside. Disgusting creatures!
My beast snarled when one of them, being trapped behind the door that the few last of the group had locked to save themselves, leaving him as a fucking offering when I didn’t care, my claws digging inside his skull, sick of his fucking crying, tossing the still gurgling body of the headless man that hadn’t even try to fight me, bitch.
My beast huffed when he was trying to contact our mate. She was still out there when the door was ripped from the hinges; nothing could stop me from getting to my mate and pup! I was out when the slight faint puffs came back, just small vibrations, but she was there. I couldn’t wait to get out and start killing anyone in my path to get to her. She was the only thing that mattered, her and the pup. We were going to get out, and I was going to retreat to my mother’s part, where I grew up, and come back, and then Alpha Rick was going to see that you didn’t fucking mess with Daniel Turner!
“Allison, I’m coming for you. Do you hear me!?” I was still growling at the tunnels being tight for my beast. What the fuck was this anyway, fucking rat tunnels? Probably considering this pack was filled with them!
“Dan… Dan …” My ears were flat back, like it was a broken connection, pissing me off even more, my claws scratching the walls leaving huge marks when my beast was going insane. Why couldn’t I fucking reach her!?
“Hold on, Allison, I’m on my way!” my voice was raw since my beast was calling for her too, even inside my head, being ready for anything that was on the other side of the gate that finally had come before my big body, still not knowing where the fuck I was.
I made one final push at the locked gate; someone had barricaded it, probably the pussies that had come down to beat the shit out of me. I growled; my leg was still broken but had started to heal up; perks of being the fucking Alpha when my body connected with the gate a third time, making a crack in the steel to the horror filling up my mind when my pack was seeing it, I had never been more fucking happier in my life feeling the sheer terror of my pack members, knowing that they all were going to die.
“Daniel, don’t! it’s a fucking trap!” Allison’s voice finally broke when I made the last blow to the gates.
Busted open to see every fucking soldier in my pack and then some, more than at least two packs here, standing outside my demolished Omega quarter. Holy shit!
This was a fucked-up place, and they all were hiding it. The cells I had seen down there on my way up that was not just made to keep prisoners; that place was made to keep people down for years, Omegas.