They stepped onto a grassy field, she didn’t feel a fear of all the other wolves around, she didn’t feel they would know she’s weak… because she no longer felt weak. As they reached the field, a few individuals were sparring, while others were lifting boulders and tree trunks. An adolescent approached them then dove on Marc. Klara jumped slightly as the sudden attack. Marc quickly wrestled the adolescent to the ground, pinning him, “You think a surprise attack is really going to help you against me?” He cocked his head down at the pup.  “Had to try,” he sassed back as he pushed Marc off him. 

As her teeth pierced his skin, Marc let out a surprised yell but held out a hand to stop anyone from interfering. “Get him out of here!” he growled through gritted teeth. Marc eyed the guards that had Alpha Silversmith gripped before they began pulling him. He struggled and began bucking against the guards, hatred and power rippling from him. “No! I am an Alpha! I am not one of your subjects!” Marc ignored him as he was pulled from the room, his Alpha command couldn’t work, he held no loyalty to the crown.   “Klara, he’s gone, you need to calm yourself.” There was a sharp intake of breath from Klara before her teeth retracted from him. “Marc! I’m-I’m,” she stammered and attempted to back away from him but he didn’t release his grip. “It’s OK, you’re fine.”  She sobbed next to him before licking her bite, sniffling and whimpering. “I know, it

Klara awoke to a hand over her mouth. She wriggled, “Shh Sweetie don’t want to wake up the King,” a voice breathed into her ear so low she only just heard it. She knew that voice. Bile rose in her throat. “Ah, don’t even think about it.” He grabbed her hand that was sliding to prod Marc. She looked around, tears pricking at her eyes. She shook her head before trying to bite at his hand. “You’re going to get out of bed, and come with me quietly,” he breathed barely audibly. Klara decided and nodded. He nodded his head in the gloom, removing his hand from her mouth. Gripping her arm to pull her from the bed.    She screamed.   The blood curdling sound echoed around the room until it was squashed in her throat by his hand. She tried to swallow but his hand was gripped so tight there was nothing more she could do. Marc was out of be

Marc composed himself after nearly killing the Alpha... that would have done him no good. It would be easier for him to pledge, automatically making his pack loyal, than getting every one of his wolves to give their loyalty individually. He sighed quietly to himself before turning back to Charlie.“Where is the one brought in this morning?” Charlie gave a short nod, turning before he led Marc further down the dirt corridor. He stopped a few cells down. “Fucking bastard,” the oak haired man Klara had identified as Derrek sneered, being as close to the silver bars as he dared. “You’ve committed treason. What do you say?” Marc asked mildly, keeping the hellfire of fury from his voice.“It’s not treason, you pathetic excuse of a King. We don’t recognise your rank. All I did was to save a poor defenseless girl from a bloodthirsty maniac!”“Believe what you wish. We both know who’s a disgusting excuse for a wolf here.” Marc’s lip curled in revulsion. “She told me all about you, you know?”

Marc hadn’t gained any information from the reports, and the meetings with the guards had drawn a blank. He had to punish all on the two shifts, with all denying knowledge he had been left with no alternative. This meant, the King’s court had to be called to discuss their options. His father had suggested whipping, Wade had suggested they forfeit their days off. His father’s old beta, Andrew suggested a stint within the cells.  Marc passed a hand over his face with the five men around the table, “They have to know something.” “Then get the information out of them, son.” “I’m not torturing half our guards.” “Is there anything off on the reports?” Trey asked, seeing