Author's Note: It has been a long time since I posted and updated this story and for that I apologize. I have been back to writing and have 3 new chapters that I am posting (8-10) but I need to give a STRONG warning right now. I have waited so long to post again as I have been trying to get an editor to work with me. After 3 months and still no success I am just saying F it and posting what I have now and when the opportunity comes I will update and post any changes that have been made. This may be simple editing or it may be major changes to the chapters, at this point I simply can't say. So, as you read this realized that I was the only one to edit it and I am not a good editor, and only a so-so author. So please keep comments and criticism to minimum when it comes to errors and things like that. In an effort to make sure my readers get new content I am posting it AS IS SO PLEASE BE WARNED.
Last December
The desk shattered against the wall as Dmitri looked at his Alpha seething in rage at the upstart shit Dante who had humiliated him and his Alpha Viktor at the Conclave. Viktor turned to Dmitri, his face a mask of rage, and tore into him.
"That fucking upstart beat your ass like a little bitch and you humiliated me! ME dammit!"
Dmitri grit his teeth to keep from lashing out at his Alpha and making things worse. He had not only lost but was disfigured and scarred by Dante as well and was seething at his treatment at Dante's hands. Viktor continued to rail on in his anger.
"The O'Connor Pack was already a thorn in my side getting in the way of my plans and now that fuck has made it even worse and publicly defied me, dammit!"
Viktor turned to Dmitri and pointed at him.
"Ramp up rogue activity in and around the O'Connor Pack and start getting me some intelligence on that little shit and his slut of a mate. I want to know everything about them and I want it done NOW!"
Dmitri nodded and turned to leave but before he was out the door Viktor barked out another command.
"And send up some bitch in the next 30 minutes, I have some anger to work out and need an outlet."
Dmitri grinned knowing just the girl to send up, she was a mouthy shit and he'd smile at the pain she was about to endure.
When the door closed in his penthouse suite at the top of his tower in New York Viktor moved over to his library and located the switch to open his private altar area pulling out on the book The History of The Devil and The Idea of Evil by Paul Carus. The bookcase swung aside and Viktor entered his private alcove.
It was a small room done in black with dark red lighting with tapestries depicting murder and rape and torture all around him. An old bloodstained altar appeared on the far wall and Viktor made his way over to it where he sliced open his palm and dropped the fresh blood offering onto it. The room seemed to shake and contort until he found himself on his knees in front of his Dark Lord who looked very displeased. A cruel voice filled with power entered his mind with a chthonic chill making him sweat and shake.
You disappoint me Viktor. Luna's child appeared in front of you and not only did you do nothing but you were humiliated by her servant. The reemergence of the Guardian's line has now been found and must be silenced once and for all. You will bring me his head along with that bitch who calls herself his mate and I will not tolerate failure, you know what I will do should you continue to disappoint me do you not?
Viktor shivered in fear before he responded.
"Yes my Lord, I am ashamed that I have disappointed you and will work diligently to correct this. The Guardian and his slut will meet grisly ends and I assure you that I will not fail. I have already sent Dmitri to start gathering information and I will move on it soon. I have many plans in place and will begin shortly my Lord, I will not fail you."
The Dark voice barked out a harsh cold laugh.
See to it that you don't. All the power and strength I have given you will do nothing to stop my anger should you continue to fail me. Go now and show me your results. I will be watching closely Viktor... always watching.
With that Viktor felt a cold hand grasp his heart and apply pressure before he was flung from the space and tumbled back into his dark alcove.
He got up on shaky knees and calmed himself before he left and sealed the area once again. He had just finished everything up when a timid knock on the door caught his attention. A slender female came in and Viktor smiled cruelly, now he could work out his anger and frustration and get some relief...
***
It was several weeks later and Dmitri was in the bowels of the Pack tower looking over the pens holding their merchandise. Mainly it was young women and little girls and boys to be sold off as slaves or playthings to rich and wealthy patrons worldwide, but there was an occasional adolescent Lycan in the mix as well. Dmitri was taking stock and also looking for a bit of fun if he could find it.
Dmitri saw one of his underlings walk through the pens and make his way to him.
"Sir, we have news regarding Luna's Champion and developments that you and our Alpha need to be made aware of."
Dmitri grinned evilly at that before listening to the report and deciding to head up and find Viktor immediately. He walked out of the holding center and made his way to the elevators and went up to the top. He walked into Viktor's office before seeing that he was on the phone and took a seat in front of his desk and waited. Viktor disconnected his call when he was finished and looked at Demitri waiting for an explanation as to why he was here.
"We have a development. We found an agent we can work with inside the Crater of the Moon Pack. He's the perfect mark, recently demoted and angry looking for revenge."
Viktor smiled cruelly before responding.
"That's good news but hardly something that needs to be brought to my attention right now. What can this wolf offer me that I didn't have before?"
Dmitri smiled broadly, an orca somewhere in the seas wanted its smile back from Dmitri.
"The wolf, Saul, informed us that a shadow council was being formed by that fuck Dante and that there would be an all Alpha's meeting at their compound in several weeks. We've been given a golden opportunity to squash this uprising before it even starts. What are your orders Alpha?"
Viktor laughed darkly amused by how easy it was to subvert those looking for power. He turned to his computer and pulled up some information.
"We are going to use one of the black ops teams that we've used in the past. They have experience hunting down Lycans and they should be up to the task. It's going to cost a bit but will be well worth it. Meet with this Saul character soon and plan the team's arrival and insertion. Slaughter the council and then as many wolves as they can during extraction and report back to me. I want that asshole Dante's head collected and that bitch of a mate Lily's too. Make sure the team leader knows this and collects them."
Dmitri nodded before excusing himself from the office and heading off.
Viktor leaned back in his chair looking out over the NYC skyline. So that pathetic champion is building his own council. How interesting and what a pain in my ass, he thought. Viktor was confident that his team would not fail him though. They had already done similar missions for him before and never failed, this would be sweet.
****
Several weeks later
SMASH!
A large crystal vase exploded on the wall next to Dmitri who was looking apoplectic standing in Viktor's office. Viktor was shouting and barely containing his rage at the news.
"My team was wiped out?! HOW?! Not only did they fail but now we've shown our hand to those rats and missed a golden chance! I WANT THAT BASTARDS HEAD ON A PIKE GODDAMMIT!!"
Dmitri grunted, not wanting to draw further ire from his Alpha.
"Did we learn anything from this cluster fuck?!"
Dmitri quickly answered Viktor.