Chapter 4. Alpha Jason

In the residence of the Moonblood pack. The whole part of the country town exercised gloominess, fear, sorrow, and inactivity. All were united in their feelings as amongst them were those who had lost someone very dare and close to them in the recent event. While others just stayed neutral and decided to act in line so as to not incur their ruthless Alpha's wrath.

Everyone in the pack had heard of how Jason, the great Alpha, after having his slave mate escape from his grasp, was subsequently betrayed by his right hand woman whom he trusted the most in the pack. It was indeed a shameful occurence for a person of authority like himself and was something unheard of. Not to mention hurting the pride of their pack.

Word was, Jason was wounded by one of his Gammas in a battle resulting from a conniving plan to usurp him as the pack leader and was currently undergoing treatment. Many had a feeling that times might change soon and that a new Alpha might rise. However, the wrath of their Alpha was something they all beared but at the same time would do anything to prevent from befalling on them.

The locales of Merkan town noticed the gloominess in the Granger's region but of course, the native clan had always been strange. None dared to interrogate the clan as they were known to be very scary people- if they could be regarded as people. Even the town sheriff was careful around them.

"Nghhh!! Nghh!!" In the Granger's clan head main house. Jason growled angrily and let out stiffled grunts. Paige who sat beside him on the armrest made a painful face as she'd mistakenly pressed a little too hard just now whilst attending to Jason's wounds.

She froze and awaited an outlash from him but nothing of that sort ever came, which greatly surprised her. It seemed as though Jason gave no concern to whatever she was doing anyhow. She looked into his eyes that burned with rage and strangely, she felt the need to help him out of it.

Jason had sustained a lot of injury from fighting Alphonse. All due to the fact that he was weakened by Kyley's betrayal from their bond. His abdomen was a mess of torn flesh, his shoulders were ripped and so were his thighs. The wounds on him reformed the previous scars on his body and without doubt will form as new ones.

"It's all her fault! That damned worthless Kyley!!" Jason snarled as he slammed his palms on the armrest of the chair he sat in, leaving Paige briefly startled.

"If she hadn't accepted to play in Sam's plans, all of this wouldn't have ever come to daylight!"

"Sam knew she was my archilles heel and decided to use her against me. If only she'd stayed a loyal whore that she is, all of this wouldn't have happened!" Jason stared down at his long dirty nails that were besmeerched with slight traces of blood. The pain of having had to kill Sam with the same hands that used to caress her still hurt him, considering he really trusted and had high hopes for her.

The memory of him lying atop her chest to breast, both in their birthday suits as they made love contrasted the vivid image of him brutally murdering her in a cold-blooded manner. At times, it gets mixed together and was so horrific that it caused him to break down in a cold shiver. Sam was more like a cherished mate to him and the hurt was as real as having killed his own mate. His mental health was only on the brink.

"J-Jason, I understand how you feel but you need to focus on-"

"That's Alpha Jason for you!!" Jason snapped. He held Paige's hand that was looking to snake into his drawers away and rose from where he sat. He crouched over her and grasped her neck roughly, choking her not so slightly. " Understood!?" He asked with clenched teeth.

Paige nodded rapidly in response. Her body shivered in fear from his domineering demeanor, and she remembered just how cruel Jason was. If he wanted, he really could kill her.

"Good." He released her from his grasp, leaving Paige gasping hard to catch her breath. For a moment, she thought she was really going to be killed. How stupid of her to think what Jason needed at the moment was a woman's warmth after being betrayed by two women he'd believed to be trustworthy.

"Now, go fetch me my gammas!" Jason turned his back and ordered without the slightest care as to Paige's welfare. He proceeded towards the window calmly, whilst looking down to check his own wounds. Jason reached with a finger towards his abdomen at a point. He drew the blood that was about to drip from his wounds with his finger and licked it.

When the metallic taste of his own blood spread through his mouth, Jason clenched his teeth hard. Not in pain, but in seething anger at how much hurt his pride had suffered. The need to kill the two that had escaped from his grasp surged like an irrefutable craving. Both Kyley and Alphonse. The fact that they were still alive hurt him more than even the pain from the bond in his heart.

"I--" Paige opened her mouth to say something but decided not to and left the room in a hurry before she would end up being killed instead. Seeing how Jason looked over his shoulder and how he creased his eyes, Paige could see her death in a flash. If she'd wasted a single second more, he would have exacted his urge to kill on her.

"Alpha Jason, you called?" Terry and Igor said almost in unison with a slight bow of their head and a pledging fist to their hearts.

"Yes, I had Paige sent to summon you two." Jason stated, without turning around. His vicious and burning gaze seemed latched unto something upfront. The room was silent for a long while as the two gammas patiently awaited their gammas speech, knowing damn well he was testing them. Paige's state when she rushed to inform them was enough warning for both of them.

Surely, a few while after, Jason turned around to face the two figures with a dead expression worn on his face. He looked the tall figure with tanned skin, brown hair and blue eyes up and down for a while before looking at the other who was more short and stout.

"...As you well know, I've killed some of the traitors... " He sounded quite infuriated towards the end of his statement. He had to pause for a brief moment. Terry shared a knowing look with Igor. They didn't quite know where the conversation was going, but they very well understood that Jason's thirst for blood still remained to be quenched.

"Both Kyley and Alphonse are still at large. Of course, I like to believe they are both still breathing, eating and living, however inconvenient it might be at this moment." He continued with a vicious smile.

"Now I've heard rumors and hearsays in the pack..." As he spoke, Jason calmly walked back to where he sat before and reached to grab a cigarrete from the table beside him.

Terry, the one with shorter figure, quickly hurried to him and helped him with a lighter. He noticed the blood dripping from his wounds and couldn't help but be terrified. Just what kind of a monster was he? The way he casually moved about as though he was in perfect health status was terrifying as well.

Terry rose after the cigar was lit and bowed, before stepping back. " Hmm..." Jason hummed and puffed out some smoke. He kicked his head back and closed his eyes as he took a few more puffs.

"I heard that there are those who desire results for both the pack's loss, for my disrespect and as well as doubts to my authority as the Alpha of the pack. I must say, as Alpha, I'm proud." He spoke as though he were only talking to himself.

"I hear them say, I've gotten quite soft" He put away the cigarette from his lips to say and peered with a piercing gaze that left both Terry and Igor shook in their stand. They knew this man well enough to understand what he implied. However, they knew very well not to speak at the moment.

"Gotten soft... Hahaha!" He cockled sadly. He pointed at nothing in the air with the finger in which he held.his cigarette with.

"Have I now!!!" He roared in outburst and threw the cigarette in his hands at the gammas on stand. The rage in his expression was evidently wild and scary at the same time. His canines grew sharp and his eyes turned a yellow shade.

Terry and Igor just stood silent on spot and took everything in. Very well knowing Jason would allow no excuses.

"Do what you're supposed to do..." He reached for the bottle of Cognac on the table beside him and poured himself some. " Let everyone know that I still remain the Alpha and sole leader of this pack. And as long as I am still here, all offenders shall be dealt with mercilessly."

"And if anyone believes I've become weak. I'm open to all challenges. Though, I do not guarantee that I would spare anyone's life" Jason finished with actual rage burning in his black iris. He extended a palm and crushed it into a fist in further conveyance of his message.

The two gammas exchanged a knowing glance and quickly nodded to indicate to Jason that they very well understood what he meant by his words.

"Understood, Alpha!" They knelt on one knee to pledge their loyalty.

"Good!" He nodded in satisfaction. He raised his glass and drank the whole content in one gulp.

"Have the trackers find that worthless whore..."

"Very well, leader." Terry stated, tracking being his field of expertise.

"What about that bastard Alphonse?" Igor, who was more of a warrior asked with evident rage in his expression. He never liked Alphonse's sneaky nature from the onstart.

Jason grinned evilly at his gamma's question, before saying with utmost dangerous intent visible. "That's my personal hunt".

"We need new members to the clan as well. We've lost a lot of manpower." Jason made a harmless expression as he instructed. "Understood, leader!" The two gammas nodded and bowed with a fist to their heart with a delighted smile. They were going on a hunt and a raid on other wolf packs. This was their hobby afterall and the most fun part of their lives as werewolves.

"You may leave" Jason dismissed with a wave of his hands.

"Yes, leader!" Terry spoke for both himself and Igor and they both left in a swift flash.

Jason poured himself another cup of cognac before moving towards the window once again. He stared outside towards the direction of the wood. The air of countryside as well as it's slight mixture with that of the wilderness was more like a soothing coffee to Jason after a long day of work more than any other thing. As he stared with thoughtful gaze towards the outside, there was only a thought in his mind.

'Oh, naughty Kyley...' He hoped she was still alive.