Chapter:-13

"Marky Bonson." Melo said as he laid the unconscious boy into the floor at the center of the stage. He then kicked the boy's stomach to awake him.

"Oh, yes. Marky Bonson. So?"

"I wanted him to swear his loyalty to the King. Since technically, he belongs to us."

"No! I don't belong to the likes of you! You are all criminals! I am a White Wolf soldier!" Marky shrieked in pain as he struggled against the rope and handcuff that was binded in his hands and feet. Melo then step forward to get the blindfold that was covering his eyes. All of them stared in awe as they caught the glimpse of his wonderful, one of a kind heterochromatic eyes.

"You, young boy, should submit to the King. Or else, you will die."

"I'd rather die than to be one of the likes of you! You killed and injured my family! You killed innocent people! You terrorize people! You were the ones who deserve to die and rot in hell!" his statement angered the representative and so, without warning, he plunged his fingers right straight into his left eye. Marky shrieked in pain as the sharp nails of Melo was slowly digging into his flesh. He cried in agony and was struggling to get out from him but to no avail. Melo, on the other hand just continue penetrating the young boy's eyes deeper until the blood was flowing freely from his eyes. When he felt that his nails had reached its eyeballs and had breached its retina, he suddenly curled his fingers. Causing another shriek from the little boy. Melo then drew tiny circles around his eyes as his nails dig its wonders into the boy's eye sockets.

"Kim, give him the antidote." Melo said as he continued his punishment into the boy. The girl ferry Wolf's Clan grabbed Marky right shoulder and she injected the drug in his veins. Marky uttered another cry of pain but afterwards he began to relax. As if he didn't feel the pain in his left eye anymore. Alexander and the others just amusingly stared at the show while the hungry Wolf's were starting to attack their human slaves at the sight of the sent. But Melo wasn't satisfied yet. Without a warning he plunged his right hand into his other eye. Repeating the whole, terrible process of bare punishment. Marky cried out once again in pain but eventually it turned into a moan as the drug took its effect in his body.

"This is the painful yet pleasurable world of the King, Marky. Welcome, welcome to the wolf den." Melo spat back as he harshly withdrew his hands from both of the boy's eyes. His face was covered in his own blood. He tried to open his eyes once again but cried out when all he could see was the eternal darkness.

"Yes, Marky. You will be trapped in the darkness forever. Until you accept your fate as a Black Wolf's Clan member." Alexander would've been laughing right now but then he couldn't help but felt a sticky weight in his left chest. Only then did he noticed his Hermes T-shirt was soaked with the blood of the young boy.

"What the fuck Melo! Could you be more careful with what you're doing! You soaked my shirt!" Melo looked at him and just rolled his eyes.

"Don't be such a drama queen Alexander! You have millions of dresses in that closet of yours!"

"But I need to be in my best outfit to please our lovely White Wolf's soldier."

"Suit yourselves. We're going to enjoy the celebration tonight."

"Well then, I want you to take charge of the boss, Sam. Jason, you can come with me together with the ferry clan." Jason smirked then stood up to prepare our departure to club later.

"With pleasure, Boss." And with that I rode the elevator to go to my room.

Alexander fully intended to meet this gorgeous White Wolf's soldier of mine. It's playtime.