Determined

Hades' POV

They were confident about resisting the urge to lunge an attack at I and my subjects. Why were they so quiet now? I thought they were the rulers of the pack.

"We aren't here with guns. Why surrender?" I asked, laughing derisively at them.

"I beg your pardon." The father said, "here are the details of Brielle. She's in her early twenties, fair and a beautiful damself. She went to Oakland high school and lived in Texas for..." He began to say but I interrupted suddenly.

"I didn't ask for that, dumbass," I said and faced the guards who were holding chains that have been soaked in silver already, "chain them if they don't respond on time."

"Just state what exactly you want and we'll surely provide the details." Her father said with a trembling voice. It made so much sense to me to threaten them this way. I was willing to make their lives a living hell, even if they revealed Brielle's information to my taste. They had trespassed by raising their voices at me initially. They had