Chapter Thirty-five

Noah's POV

Three days had passed since Storm had gone into a coma. I could hardly eat or sleep I was barely alive. The news of Storm's condition spread around the pack faster than I liked. My pack members kept coming around to see if I was okay or needed anything but only a few of them were really concerned about Storm. Most of them just came for clout and it irritated me.

I had purposely left the vampire until now, I wanted him to feel immense pain and what better way than using hunger? Tasha was with Storm and I left, heading to the dungeons. Caleb was waiting for me when I arrived, he led me to where the vampire was kept.

"Do you know the guy's name?" I asked as we walked together.

" His name is Oliver. We disposed of his phone, you were right to talk about his phone, I had forgotten about it." Caleb said.

The guy was haggard and he smelt terrible, I saw some new bruises on his body, I guess my men had been having their turns with him, his eyes opened immediately I entered the ro