He stared into his eyes, looking at him with the most serious face he ever formed, while he stared into his eyes too.He spat on Richard right in the face as an evil laugh proceeded out of his mouth. It was more of a mocking laugh than an evil laugh, laughing wildly while showing off his dentition filled with blood.Richard cleaned off the blood which rested on his face with his right hand as he laughed also at the audacity which filled the man.Richard's smile gradually changed into a frown on his face as he brought out his long sharp nails and scratched him on the face, giving him marks with large amount of blood flowing out of it."That was terrible!", Richard said out aloud as he shook his hands trying to remove the blood stains in his fingers.The man was still bound to the chair, looking at Oliver who laid helplessly on the table. His right hand had been amputated, leaving his elbows and the other part of his hand leading to his shouldersHe saw the pain which Oliver was in, his
Martins Grey?Richard stopped his movement as his head was suddenly filled with thoughts of Martins Grey.Which Martins Grey was Nathan referring to?Was it still the same Martins Grey, the doctor, whom he called based on urgency and emergency to come assist his mate while she put to birth?Was it still the same Martins Grey who broke the news to him about Emily successfully delivering a set of twins that on cold night? Something he never ever believed would happen in just a matter of seconds.Was it still the same Martins Grey he took as a brother and offered him one of his costliest wines?The same Martins Grey who told him about the possibility of Bryan being wolfless for the rest of his life?It couldn't be so true. It was still Martin's report about Bryan being wolfless that brought about the idea of the big banquet which has finally led Nathan and Oliver into the dark room. But how could he sell the Blue moon pack out? He knew him to be a wild talker, a loquacious individual w
Martins Grey?Richard stopped his movement as his head was suddenly filled with thoughts of Martins Grey.Which Martins Grey was Nathan referring to?Was it still the same Martins Grey, the doctor, whom he called based on urgency and emergency to come assist his mate while she put to birth?Was it still the same Martins Grey who broke the news to him about Emily successfully delivering a set of twins that on cold night? Something he never ever believed would happen in just a matter of seconds.Was it still the same Martins Grey he took as a brother and offered him one of his costliest wines?The same Martins Grey who told him about the possibility of Bryan being wolfless for the rest of his life?It couldn't be so true. It was still Martin's report about Bryan being wolfless that brought about the idea of the big banquet which has finally led Nathan and Oliver into the dark room. But how could he sell the Blue moon pack out? He knew him to be a wild talker, a loquacious individual w
He stared at Luke and the other two men who surrounded him, making him seem like a prisoner in his own home.At first Luke had kept on an expressionless face, and then he smiled, but as much as his words were just to lure him into going to the Alpha's home, he knew Luke had worn that smiley face so as to make him not feel scared. But now, the man who stood in front of him, with his two hands placed behind his back, looking down on him had a clenched face, one which sent messages of terror and scare to his body system.The other men who surrounded him didn't make it seem less easier, as they stood around him, blocking off all the light rays which were emitted from the bulbs hanging down from the ceiling, all he saw were their colour of eyes which glowed in the darkness.While Luke had his blue mesmerizing eyes glowing, the one who placed his hands on the door showing off his biceps and strength had his dark brown eyes fixed on him with a fierce stare, almost making his heart jump out
Richard watched as he gulped down the contents of the second glass of wine he had in his hands.He had put increased the quantity this time, much more than the first time, with the intentions that Martins would take his time to gulp it down at least twice before the contents in the glass would have been exhausted, but with Martins being an indefatigable lover of wine, he didn't expect any less from him. If he was continuously going to feed him much wine, make him drunk and then twirl his brain with questions, the effect of the liquor in his body would force him give out the answers, which may complemented what Nathan and Oliver had said in the dark room, or oppose their claims.Just as he was about pouring more wine in the glass, he sat on his chair to sight Agatha from afar preparing the table for dinner.Agatha, always inspired and knowledgeable with the right kind of meal to prepare, he could perceive the sweet scented aroma of the food from where he sat, and he could already imag
"What if I told you.. the food you're eating was poisoned....", Richard asked as a smile lit up his face.He sat comfortably on his chair, his elbow placed on the table with the palm of his hand supporting his jaw, smiling from ear to ear.".. would you still eat it??.?", he cooed expressing the pleasure in his heart, smiling at him like poisoning was not a big deal to him, or yes .. it wasn't a big deal for him.Poison? The delicious taste he felt in his mouth suddenly dissipated as what filled his mind was terror and fear His previously shut eyes widened beyond it's limit as soon as he heard the word "poisoned". He could never doubt the possibility of the food being poisoned.At first it was the mention of Lucian's name which made him cough and choke, and now Richard claimed the meal was poisoned.He stared into Richard's eyes, while he chewed the meat slowly, there's was no remorse in his eyes, all that sat there was satisfaction and pleasure, the repugnant look he had in his eyes
His shaky hands held the cloche, it felt so cold but he braced himself up and held onto it tightly.With his hands still holding on to the cloche,he looked back at Alpha Richard who still kept an expressionless face. Where was the smile that lit up his face few minutes ago? What could really be under the cloche that would make him be the one to open it? He thought to himself in a second as he looked at Alpha Richard and looked back again at the silver cloche."Go on!!...", Richard spoke out again, his icy cold voice clothed in darkness pierced him again as it struck fear into his heart.His eyes, being unstable at this point, it moved from the cloche to alpha Richard and then to the cloche.He braced himself up in the truth knowing that what was underneath the cloche was just food, probably a lemon mousse or so.Slowly he lifted up the cloche from the plate, an unpleasant smell escaped the plate as it struck his nose hardly, making his face squeeze, and with his eyes closed for a sec
Flashback to three nights before the current day, Martins Grey could be seen on the telephone call, holding it's handset close to his ears and with his left hand, he held the dialpad closely to himself.He stood close to an open window which displayed the clear blue sky which was gradually turning dark as the sun was leaving it's seat in readiness for the moon's arrival.The winds were blowing freely into the room, passing through the curtains, and blowing through his hair and cooling his warm skin, refreshing his soul and body as he talked deeply on the phone call. "Yeah! Yeah!! Sure. Look I get you. I get what you mean", Martins spoke out boldly and confidently, walking round the room with his head up high.He had his mind fixed in this conversation, all for this conversation, he had his mind set like a steel trap, thinking twice about every statement he made or will make which would give him an edge in the conversation.From the straight face he kept, the constant blinking and rol