Chapter:-5

Alexander was being woken with a loud banging at his door. He cursed as he got up and putted on some clothes. This better be a very important matter or else he would seriously kill the person who disturbed his beauty sleep. The banging got louder that made Alexander very furious as he rushed to go into the front door. As he opened it he quickly slammed the person in the wall with one hand and twisted his left shoulder painfully. The person shrieked in pain and agony, just then Alexander recognised who was the man. It was his driver.

"You better have an acceptable explanation Mister. Or else I'll kill you for disturbing me. You know very well how I hate someone intruding my beauty sleep."

"This is important your highness Alexander! It's an emergency! The top priority of all! Something happened!" Now he got Alexander attention and he quickly released his shoulder. Something happened. He had a bad feeling about it. His rage was slowly building up but he fought for control. He was never really good at controlling.

"What is it? What happened to Alexandra?"

"With - - with Alexandra, we still didn't know. But the our headquarter was being bombarded by the White Wolf's Clan." Alexander froze at what he said and his blood had ran cold. His friends, the upper echelon and the Boss was all there. Without much explanation he gripped him painfully and stared at him dangerously.

"Lead me to them!" He yelled as he commanded his driver.

"Yes Sir." As he quickly went to his car while Alexander followed him. His heart was beating crazy right now. He couldn't believe this bullshit was happening. It was the main headquarter of the Black Wolf's Clan for fucks sake! Where the hell they got the information of their den? The traitor was going to pay for it! His driver broke the speed limit and in no time they were able to get back at northside. Alexander quickly got out from the car and stared the horrible scene before him. The Grand Mansion that was covered with thick, vivid trees and grasses had now turned into ashes with a large crater on it. In the crater laid the thousand, burnt bodies of the Wolf's.

His bloodlust rose up in unimaginable level and punched the ground as he knelt down. The blood was seeping from his hand but he couldn't care less. He was beyond furious right now. His driver suddenly grabbed his shoulders, he was supposed to retaliate but his driver quickly said "The survivors were in the cave, your highness. And there was one White Wolf's they managed to capture." With this Alexander yanked his shoulders off of him and walked fast into the cave. They were going to pay! As they reached the inside of the cave he was greeted with very few survivors in lead of Sam. Alexander caught their disheveled, horrible state. Blood soaked everywhere, with their own blood.

"What happened? Where are the others Sam?" As he interrogated him, his voice dangerously low.

"We got a surprised attack from them. And many were killed Alexander. Including the other echelons."

"Who? Who died?!"

"Mike from the Were faction and The leader from the Fary clan. John Shade from your faction And. . . W-Win." Alexander eyes widened from what he said and before he could control himself he threw hard punches on Sam face. The punch was so hard it broke his nose. The others were too shocked and afraid to do anything while Sam knelt on the floor from the pain he received. Alexander got his gun and was supposed to pull the trigger but a hand stopped him. He turned to glare at the intruder and gritted his teeth.

"Malco. Don't you dare stop me or else!"

"Or else what Alexander? You'll kill me? Your own comrade? Your own brotherhood? Really, Alexander, calm down! Your outburst won't do any good in the mafia! Like you, we were all frustrated, angry at what happened! We've lost half of our forces! Instead of killing our comrade let's just kill our true enemy! There's an imprisoned person of white Wolf's Clan here! You're very welcome to kill him!"

"But he didn't save Win! My bestfriend! He didn't save our second Boss and most of all he didn't save his lover!" Alexander spat back at him and throw deathly glare on Sam. But his eyes softened when he saw that Sam was truly hurting, and that tears were running down on his cheeks.

"I'm—I'm sorry Sam. I know you tried to save him with all your might. But I, I was just . . . really furious right now!"

"That's why we should stop blaming each other. We have a enemy to interrogate and to kill." Malco led the way with Alexander, Mel of the fey clan, Jason with Sam supporting in his shoulders behind him. They reached the dungeon where the the person was being chained with silver bane. A painful and very sharp weapon created by the Werewolf faction. This time he pulled the trigger and raised the gun in their enemy face.

"Where is Alexandra?!" Alexander demanded as he dug the gun in his wound, causing the person to shriek in pain. But after a minute he began laughing and spat Alexander' face with his saliva.

"Alexandra? Oh? That filthy Black Wolf's Clan member? She's gone! We killed her! It was an awesome show actually! She was begging for our mercy not to kill her! But then we did it-"He was cut off with a noise of a gun firing and the next thing he knew, he shrieked in pain as his hips were wounded. More gunshots came to his body as it landed on his left and right shoulder, his legs, his stomach, and his feet. Alexander didn't even blinked an eye as he shot bullets to the chained enemy. But that person just laughed hilariously at them.

"You can't really do anything right now you filthy King! Accept it! You're gone already! Your kind was annihilated! You lost! This world will never have a room for your kind, you filthy Black-"Before he could utter another hateful words his eyes were shot by Alexander and his eyeball had burst and popped out.

"Burn his body on fire." Alexander commanded as his hands were shaking from absolute rage. The White Wolf's Clan was going to pay for it! All of them!

"Alexander? What do you want to do?" Malco asked as he handed him another gun.

"Are the preparations made by Win still on the go?"

"Yes. Definitely. The White Wolf's Clan was going to pursue the worldwide broadcasts. They will announced that the Black Wolf's Clan Empire was . . . defeated." Alexander gripped the gun tightly while shaking furiously.

"Good. Signal De Quincy and the Praetor Lupus as well as our New York headquarters. We're going on the plan. And. . . . "He then turned around to face the few survivors of the Black Wolf's Clan massacre. Their faces only screamed one thing. Death.

"Annihilate all the members of White Wolf's Clan in the London Institute. Kill all the members of the London . All of them. Send them into the pits of hell and don't let anyone of them survived."