Chapter 24: Kill the traitor

Allan mumbled to himself and growled on his bed. He almost lost control in front of Xian, and not in a crazy way. He was acting strangely, and there was a recognizable scent trailing behind him. His wolf warned him not to let Althea go, but he kept refusing.

He made a small agreement with her that if he had to save her, she had to give him something she didn't want to give up.

He then taps her fingers against the blanching walls while switching on the television. The news was on, and the sheriff was smiling deviously on the screen.

He just hopes he has a myocardial infarction on camera because he had to deal with him for four years while in prison.

"Today, the mate of the notorious monster, Allan, was apprehended; the identity of the girl is unknown; we will get back to you when we have more information," the news reporter said.

Allan's eyes widened as he thought. "F*ck! what they said!? Althea was caught!" he yelled as he jumped out of bed and stomped out the door. His wolf was tense, and the only thing that could make him happy right now was being with his mate or brutally torturing Xian. That jerk was doomed regardless.

He then sniffed the air, his sharp nose a family trait superior to that of most wolves. He followed the scent of Xian, which was still fresh in his mind.

Allan found his apartment a few hours later. He ran through the automatic doors and up the stairs, planning how to kill him. Perhaps He should simply remove all of his organs and hang them around the room like Christmas decorations.

He then approached his door and threw his wolf body against it, smashing it on the first attempt. The traitor, Xian, looked at him with wide eyes. Allan growled lowly, letting them know there was no getting out of this one.

Xian bit his lower lip nervously as he closed his briefcase. He walks into the room, his teeth bared at his friend.

"I had nothing to do with it, the sheriff sneaked in here!" Xian exclaimed in terror. He was lying; in that case, he has a lot of money. It was a life-or-death bargain.

Allan's eyes were dead as he clawed at them with his paws. He walked closer and held up his paw, demonstrating to Xian what he could do with his traitorous friend.

As his knees shook, he had a horrified expression on his face. He walked over to him casually, not breaking eye contact.

He attempted another step, but press down on his leg. He screamed, clutching his now-blooded leg. He rolled his eyes, Xian knows how this game works.

"Stop! I'll tell you where she went!" Xian yelled, attempting to make a deal with Allan. He laughed and shook his head. It would be simple for him to track her down; she will be fine with a few scratches from the sheriff while he falls for this guy.

He then tried to attack and tried to rip out Xian's side, rolling his eyes back as he fell to the floor. He wasn't dead, but he was not going to wake up. He's not going to let him.

He chuckled and walked on top of him, extracting his bloody organs. He dragged them all across the floor, scattering pieces everywhere, including the worktops. The smell of blood was strong, and the cops would arrive soon, but he'd already be gone.

They were always a little bit. Nobody dared to just walk in here.

She returned to Xian and fastened his jaw around his head, closing it with such force that it burst like a rubber ball. As he finished, he was covered in body parts and blood.

Perhaps the administration will get a hint not to tamper with him or his plans. "Ohh my sweet Althea, how you're going to repay me so much for this doll," he grinned as he walked out of the apartment, and people shrank back as he passed them. He wanted to kill everyone in this location right now, but his mate needed some attention. "It's because of her stubbornness that she couldn't just listen to me," he grumbled.

He returned to the forest, sniffing the air now and then to see if she was still there. His wolf clawed at his insides, pleading with him to let go, but he couldn't since Allan knew that if he lets out his wolf, he'll lose control and go all lovey-dovey, killing everyone within a ten-mile radius.

He arrived at a chain link fence at least seven feet high around five thirty in the afternoon. He took a few steps back before daring to run up the fence. Allan hopped over to the other side and landed perfectly. There are undoubtedly cameras everywhere, as well as highly trained guards. Their goal was to apprehend Allan once more.

The only justification they let him go was to find his mate. They did this since female mates tend to follow male mates. They expect Althea to become a serial murderer like him, but that will not happen.

"She's not going to steal my limelight, no, she's staying at home like a wonderful little mate and do as I say and when I say it, but of the only could so that," he told himself.

As he approached a large three-story building, her scent became stronger. Guards with guns loaded with silver bullets were stationed around it. He paused for a moment, trying to come up with a plan that wouldn't get him or his friend killed.

He wraps up his thoughts and walks carefully up to the building. He was trying to sneak around, so no guard noticed him. He walks in through the open front door, passing by people.

They all turn to face him, mouths agape in surprise. It wasn't difficult to get in here, despite the poor security. He grunts and all twelve of them seize up. He walked through them without looking at anyone. He knew the security officers would be alerted soon, but that would be just enough time. And if it didn't, it was going to be a bloodbath.

Allan arrived from double doors, which he opened with his paws to reveal a long stretch of the corridor with numerous doorways and a familiar face.

"Hello, my dear Alpha, oh sorry I forgot you're no longer an Alpha hahaha you're a murderer, too bad even your father doesn't care about you," the sheriff he'd known for years said. He took a stance and growled. He licked his lips as he smirked at him. He was just as sick as him; people thought he was good because he apprehended some murderers, but he was just as bad.

He enjoys torturing and experimenting with criminals. If he had to kill one more person, it would be that sheriff.