"So!?"

I roared. Ramming my fists down hard upon my desk. Staring at the two idiots, trembling in front of me.

How dare they turn up without her! Fucking mongrels!

"I ordered you to bring her back to me and kill the rest." I slowly reminded them of what I had originally told them. My blood frothing with rage in my veins. Fuck! Now I was sweating! This is a god damn Armani suit!

Sitting back in my chair, I adjust my suit jacket. Smoothing our the arms before lazily locking my fingers together to rest on my lap.

"We're sorry sir. We tried but the Lycans can't be controlled! They just snarl and kill!"

Shaking my head, I rub my temple with my fingers. Fuck. Now a migraine. Fucking wonderful. All I wanted was her back. So I could fucking mate, breed and kill her myself!

Star had always been different....she was the only woman who defied me! The absurdity of it made me grind my teeth together. But it made her the all more enticing. More of a prize. Which Knox, the fucking bastard hill billy, I wouldn't allow to keep!

He had no idea what he held at his fingertips!

So, I'd sent Ram, the Lycan lord to take care of the little issue. But even these fucking dogs can't do anything right!

Unfortunately, if you wanted something done right, you had to do it your fucking self!

Growling, I stand. Launching myself at the trembling mess of a man before me. With two moves his neck was broken and he laid motionless on my new shag carpeting. Fuck my life! Giving him a kick for good measure, I then turn to his companion. A young wolf, perhaps twenty one. With long dark hair and a absent look on his stupid face.

His eyes flicked from his friend to mine then to the floor. Yes, respect your alpha boy!

"Now, youngling, I want you to gather the rest of the pack...." I sit back down in the chair behind the desk and smirk. "We're going hunting....."