Flameheart Whoever the fucking greaseball is behind the poisoning of my people, is going to have it from me. I will not spare any of them, once I find out their identity. Although I managed to abate the effects of the poison, I am still pissed off at their audacity. No one dares to hurt those loyal to me and get away with it. My name is Flameheart. A reborn alpha and a formidable business magnate. Once I set my mind on anything, I only rest once it has been accomplished. They better not have anything to do with the corporate world. If they do, I am going to ensure that they go bankrupt within the blink of an eye. To top it off, I will buy their shares at the lowest price ever. Then they will have to watch me acquire all their companies and enjoy the glory. Bloody idiots! After attacking their businesses, I will hunt them down one by one and sink my fangs in their bloody necks and sever their heads. My wolf, Emberwing, agrees with me and he cannot wait to shred the idiots that dar
Flameheart Once I reach Blue Bay Villa, I rush to the study, in search of Arthur. I have a lot of stuff to discuss with him that I hope he would shed some light on. I find him sitting in the study alone and the twins are not in sight. My first reaction is panic. "Uncle Arthur, where are the twins?" I ask him and he smiles. "Sleeping. They are exhausted but I love their enthusiasm. They are eager to learn more about their identity. You should have seen how happy Sapphire was, to know that she is an actual princess. Tell me, why are you in such a hurry? Is anything bothering you? How did it go at the hospital?" The way he asks me shows that he knows something. For a moment, I wonder if maybe, Gunther told him what happened at the hospital. He has this knowing look in his eyes that quite honestly, is unnerving. This old man seems to know more than any other werewolf I have met. It is as if he has a discerning eye. A gift of seeing things beyond others. Pulling a chair, I sit d
Flameheart After his angry outburst, Arthur stomps out of the study and bangs the door. I know that he is seething mad but his anger is justified. He has ordered me to read up on the books he gave me a while ago and I intend to do that. Sometimes I wonder just who the Alpha king is, between the two of us. There are times that he orders me around as if I am beneath him. However, his behavior does not bother me much. I understand him quite well. To him, I am like his own child. He considers me a son and does not shy away from reprimanding me when I mess up. He has been and will always be like a father to me. After all, he gave me a new lease on life. Had Arthur not risked his life to sneak me out of the werewolf realm, I might have perished the same day that I was brought into this world. Hence, the reason why I respect him is the same way a son should respect his father. Irrespective of my status as the alpha king, I will always seek Arthur's counsel. Like an obedient child, I
Flameheart It took me a while to get over everything that had transpired. I could barely wrap my head around it all. How did that journal find its way into my study? This question kept popping up but I had no befitting explanation for it. Although it spooked me, I could not suppress the happiness it brought me. Something tells me that the universe is rallying behind me and my kind. It is a known fact that werewolves are the guardians of the universe. Among all the supernatural beings, only werewolves have a functional conscience. The rest of the lot is either cowardly or straight-up sold their souls to the devil. Humans are considered the weakest of all the dwellers of the universe. Therefore, they are targeted by every other race. The witches use them for their unending experiments. Whereas the vampires use humans for a meal. When it comes to vampires, they are sneaky and cowardly. Despite their super speed and strength, they like to hunt the weakest prey. What is even more
Flameheart After establishing AlaSaph pharmaceuticals, everything was smooth sailing. Athena soon let her presence be felt in the business world. She was known as the most beautiful and cold female president ever. What baffled me was even though she appeared in public, none of her family members recognized her. It seemed as if they had utterly erased her existence from their memories. I could understand if her siblings and stepmom could not recognize her, but I expected her father to at least have an inkling of who she was. No doubt, she had grown into a much more beautiful woman, and her features had slightly changed. Albeit not so much that her kin would fail to recognize her. Nonetheless, that worked perfectly well for all of us. No one knew her and therefore, it took them time to investigate her. Since Athena launched AlaSaph, there have been no mishaps at all. If anything, everything seems to be going smoothly, thanks to the unique medicine that Arthur has been producing.
Flameheart"Well, well, well! If it isn't the almighty business magnate. Unfortunately, once you are behind these walls, you are nothing but a brat to me! Lock him up, fellas. We will take his statement right there in the interrogation room "A buff man with a buzz cut and two eyes with different colors sneered as he addressed me. The left eye was grey whilst the right eye was green. All I did was stare him down and smirk. I did not have time to deal with a small fry like him. He may be the boss at his precinct but that is where his authority ends. However, as I passed through him, I caught a whiff of his word scent. "He is no ordinary human!" I heard my wolf's warning but I had also figured that out. Nonetheless, I remained stoic and acted as if I did not notice anything wrong with him. Seeing their superior, the policemen who came to arrest me had a renewed zeal. Especially the potbellied one. He even mustered up the courage to shove me in the direction of the interrogation room.
FlameheartLike a predator eyeing its prey, I watch as the four buff men walk into the interrogation room. In their hearts, I am sure that they are thinking that I walked right into their trap. What they do not realize is that I have them right where they should be. I feigned ignorance when I heard them instructing that human cop called Dawson to turn off the interrogation room surveillance cameras. They have just done precisely as I anticipated. They want what happens in this room to go unnoticed. Very well then. I also want everything to remain unrecorded. Let us see who will get the upper hand after this. "Shut the door and take out the tools, Fiend. Let us see just how long his arrogance will last." The guy they called chief asks the buff guy with a clean-shaven head. The name alone gets me riled up. Who bears such a wicked name? That name is enough to send shivers down the spine of any normal being. However, if they thought they could spook me, then they have made a wrong
Flameheart "Not so fast, punk! This is just the tip of the iceberg. How can you give up so easily? Aren't you the almighty Flameheart? Tell me then why you are so faint-hearted?" The three other idiots let out hearty guffaws when their chief says this. I clench my teeth in rage but that is all I can do for now. I will let them have their fun for now. Once I break out of this, they will wish they never crossed my path. Not able to bear their vile sneers, I shut my eyes tightly and remain quiet. However, my desired peace is short-lived because my head starts hurting as if there are millions of ants crawling around in my brain. To add on, my fingernails hurt like crazy. The pain extends to my palms as well as my wrists. Honestly, I do not know how much longer I can endure this without losing my mind. The moment my head starts hurting, my ears start leading. However as the pain intensifies, I feel tears begin to stream down my face. Frustrated, I snap my eyes open, hoping to stop the