Baron

Baron

I was back to get my pound of flesh. Years of anger and depression had turned me into who I was today. I used to care so much about life. I was once enthusiastic and hopeful towards the future but all that changed when it happened. It changed when my own blood brother. Not just any kind of brother, but the one I'd shared a womb with decided to hurt me as much as he had over some silly mistakes that had not been worth the evil he did.

I was back. I was back to ruin him as he had done me. I was going to make sure he had no peace as it had been denied me for years. He had hurt me. He had touched me where I never expected him to, and I was going to make him regret doing what he'd done to me. I was going to make life hell for him. He was here, enjoying all the finest things. I would not say I was suffering where I was. Financially, I was not. In fact, I was doing quite well for myself. But emotionally and mentally, I was broken. I was down. And he was the cause. My twin brother was the cause of my despair. Of my constantly crazy state.

I was once happy here. Once planned of having a peaceful life here. Settling and building a family and just enjoy the pleasures of life, but not anymore. I no longer cared for these pleasures. I was no longer interested in them and my lack of interest in what had once been the highlight of my future tormented, made me brutal and deranged. Always angry and was a shadow of my past self. Even the shadow was slowly drifting away. Steadily disappearing. Soon, I was going to become a new person. A new person I did not want to be but have been forced to be. All because of my brother's acts.

"What pound of flesh are you talking about?"

The said backstabbing brother asked me. I could smell the fear. Yes, I wanted that fear. No, he was not afraid of me, but of what I would do. What I was here to do and I loved that fear. The fear that comes from not knowing what your enemies want or how they'll come after you.

The beauty of revenge lies in the ability of the greatly offended to let known his intention to his targeted offender whilst making secret how he intends to go about serving the revenge.

It's like a captured prey knowing he'd be devoured but the when and the how tears up his insides with fear. Makes him go crazy waiting for his doom to come. It gets even intense when he has, once upon a time, made prey of his now predator.

Life is crazy. People hurt you and forget so quickly until it becomes your turn to retaliate, then they feign ignorance to their past crimes.

"The same pound of flesh you took from me."

I deadpanned.

"I did not do anything."

"You keep saying so when it was as clear as the sky that you have done me wrong."

"You don't know what you're talking about. Stop blaming me for your misfortune."

My wolf was angry. He was fighting to come out.

"Stop saying nonsense."

I growled. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the crying, petite strange girl shiver in shock and fear. My eyes travelled to her again. Watching. Studying. Observing.

"Who is she?"

I asked my brothers, waiting for any of them of reply me.

"She's none of your business."

Aaron growled.

My brows were raised.

"Really? Is that you subtly telling me that I do not have the right to know whoever or whatever that's going on in the house? Is that it?"

"I made mention of no such thing."

"You implied it then?"

"Baron, if you want to fucking remain, I don't care. Just stay out of my way and my business."

"Is she your business?"

I pointed towards the girl who looked about as scared as a cornered mouse and about as small and young as a teenager.

"Just leave, Baron"

"You must be feeling so threatened by my presence."

"Threatened? Don't delude yourself."

"Then don't bother your head, Aaron. A pound of flesh is all I'm here for. You had the guts to take mine, retain that same guts to endure when I take yours."

"You're crazy."

"Yes, I am twin brother. I won't deny it as I won't also deny that your actions made me crazy. Your act made me become who I am, so if I am no longer the Baron you used to know, deal with it."

"I don't care what you do or where you go. If you decide you want to stay here, then by all means stay. But I'll advise, stay out of my path."

"I came for you Aaron, I can not promise you that. Our paths have crossed again and until I am satisfied with the results, our paths will remain crossed."

The air was tensed. Anger loomed. Hovered over our heads like a broken chandelier wanting to drop. And I was loving it. I loved what was happening, it was a sign that my plans were going to succeed. I was not going to leave here until I was satisfied with dealing with my twin brother. He might remain in the pack and become Alpha but he was never going to rule as a happy one. No. Aaron could not be happy while I went bonkers every now and then over his betrayal. He was going to get what he deserved. I was going to find that thing he cherished most and ruin it.

I saw the girl silently leave. I did not inform them. Maybe she'd had enough of their torment. The girl looked sad anyways. She was pretty but sad. I was curious about her and if my brothers were not going to tell me, I was going to find out from her. Maybe she could even be of big help to my mission.

I was going to gain her trust and confidence, become friends with her. A lot of things had changed, so she might keep me up to date and give me some useful information.

I was here to let him know who was about to hit him, but he'd never see what is about to hit him.

With a smirk and a daring look telling him to try and stop me, I picked the bag I'd entered with and left his presence.

"I hope my room is still intact?"