For a moment I didn't understand, as if my brain short circulated for a few seconds. When I finally comprehended what he said, I was bewildered and in complete shock.

"You're surely not telling me you're going to allow a barbaric fight to ensue in your pack."

"My pack has never conformed to the rules Kennedy." His voice had a dark tone to it.

"You can't do this Blaine. Bryson is my best friends mate, he was simply upset and acted out." I was defending him, not willing to let go of this lightly.

"Bryson understands these rules Kennedy, he was born into this pack and he understands that there's consequences." Blaine's eyes were turning dark.

"You clearly need to invest in some new rules then because this is simply not happening." My tone was deadly serious, I needed to protect Tilly and her mate.

A growl rumbled deep from within his throat and Blaine abruptly stood up, "It's a shame you won't be here to see it then,"

I was confused at his words and I showed him with my frowned facial expression.

"Because both you and Tilly will be safely locked in the pack prison." He said before he picked me up, throwing me on his shoulder while walking out the room.

I attempted to struggle out of his grip but he never even seem fazed as he carried me out of the house and across the woods in the direction of the prison.

I was completely furious but also completely useless.

As we got closer to his destination, I could hear screaming. I knew immediately that it was Tilly, and I guessed that Blaine had forced someone to grab Tilly as well.

No matter how hard I struggled and how much I leaned all my weight onto him, he still managed to swiftly carry me.

"Let me go Blaine." I sieved, as we walked past multiple open cells, his prisoners all staring as my mate took Tilly and I into the back room.

"Why are you doing this?" I questioned when he put me down, into the office prison cell.

"Because, this is who I am. This is how I run my pack." He replied simply.

"No Blaine, this is how your father ran the pack." I argued but he ignored my statement and I watched as he disappeared from view.

Once he was out of my sight, I turned to see Tilly sitting on the cell bed. She was quietly sobbing and I could practically feel anxious she was. From the look in her eyes, she knew what was about to happen.

"What are we going to do Kenny? I know Bryson's done wrong but this, it's just so diabolical." Her voice was begging, she was pleading with me for an answer.

I turned back to face the cell doors. I tugged hard at the bars but to no avail. I leaned my head on the cold cell bars. "We've got to get out of here first, before we think about anything else."

I heard the bed creak, indicating that Tilly had stood up, and then I felt her presence standing next to me. I looked to see her, looking at me with a small smile.

"I saw Diego standing outside that door," She said pointing to a wooden door a few feet away. "Maybe we can get his attention and somehow persuade him to let us out?"

Her voice was hopeful, and I nodded. We had no other options and I wasn't able to come up with anything. "How are we going to get his attention though?" She said, her eyebrows frowning.

"We're going to have scream loud enough until he comes in here." I replied, werewolf hearing was extremely sensitive.

"Erg, okay. Let's just get this over with." Her face showing her displeasure.

We both began screaming Diego's name, and a few minutes later after continuous screaming he opened the door and walked in.

He frowned as he entered, silently questioning us about what we wanted.

"Diego," I say with the sweetest voice I could muster. "Can you please let us out of here?"

"The Alpha told me that I'm not allowed to let you out." He said, with a small frown.

"What if we keep it a secret and pretend that you didn't let us out?" I said but Diego simply shook his head.

"Please Diego, Bryson's my mate and he's also supposed to be your friend." Tilly said using sympathy to persuade him.

Diego turned his head to the side, showing his discomfort with the situation. It was clear that he felt the same about the situation, and that was why he was down here with us, he was avoiding the scene upstairs.

"Please?" Tilly was pleading, her voice was a whisper as tears welled up in her eyes.

"I can't, he used his Alpha command on me." I lowly growled when he said that. It meant that he literally could not defy his Alphas orders.

An idea suddenly came to mind. "Come over here." He frowned but complied with my order.

Once he was close enough to my cell door, I pulled off the keys that were hanging to his belt. Diego might not be able to open the door for me but I could.

"I am so dead." Diego said as I unlocked the door. Tilly and I quickly walked out before Diego changed his mind.

Before Tilly and I left the building, we came up with a plan to stop Diego getting into big trouble with Blaine.

Once our idea was in motion we hurried out of the prison.

We raced out of the building, needing to avoid the guards standing as security at the front of the prison.

They immediately chased after us as we darted towards the woods. Thankfully, Tilly and I both had high ranked blood rushing through our veins, giving us an advantage.

We followed the sound of deep growling, the sound of shouting and the howling of wolves.

As we got closer we heard the sounds become more intense and amplified.

Paws were thundering on the forest floor, wolves growling and yipping in attack.

Once there, we noticed a wolf lying down on their belly in submission, giving into the other wolfs power as he growls threateningly above.

I recognised the dominant wolf as Bryson. Tilly also did since she began to walk towards him. But she suddenly stopped when another wolf pounced on him.

The wolf was Blaine. I had then realised that Bryson had already fought many wolves, since the Alpha was always last to attack in these barbaric events.

There was only one rule; you either submit or one of you die.

Wolf packs were forced to abandon these fights years ago since they were known for there cruel and barbaric entertainment.

Clearly Blaine didn't get the message.

I approached coming closer, wanting to be able to see more. I noticed the large amount of blood and other horrific images of dismembered body parts lying on the floor, unmoved from each fight.

I wanted to throw up, the amount of blood shed showed me how truly cold hearted and merciless Blaine was.

The stories I had heard before I met him were clearly true and it horrified me.

I watched anxiously as Blaine and Bryson fought in wolf form. Their bodies meshed into each other's as they bundled into each other.

They were growling, as they began to circle each other. Both snarling as they threatened one another neither one of them willing to give up.

Tilly stood next to me clinging to my hand, she was terrified and she was screaming at her mate to submit. With Blaine being an Alpha, Bryson needed to submit to his wolf otherwise he saw it as a challenge, and Blaine wouldn't allow him to live if he didn't.

They both continued to attack each other, both taking huge chucks out of each other's flesh, not caring about leaving any permanent scarring.

I felt almost frozen as I watched in horror at my mate, I knew he wasn't the most reasonable wolf but I didn't realise he was like this.

Bryson's head turned in the directions of Tilly and I. He must have heard his mate begging him to submit which left him at a disadvantage as Blaine launched his body onto his forcing Bryson to the floor.

Bryson fell backwards on his back while Blaine caged his wolf with him towering above. He stood stiff legged and tall, his ears erect and forward as he stared penetratingly at Bryson.

"Please Bry," Tilly sobbed as she stared at her mate, not wanting him to get hurt anymore.

Bryson looked to her for a while before lowering his ears and lips before exposing the vulnerability of his throat and underside. He whimpered and tucked his paws in, identifying his submission to his Alpha.

Blaine kept his ears pulled back and narrowed his eyes on Bryson for a few moments, his suspicion clear.

He pulled away but was quick to turn facing Tilly and I. He was slightly taken back at our presence since he was so focused on the fight he hasn't noticed that we were here and not inside the cell he dragged us to.

He lowly growled, annoyance on his face as he turned and trotted over to a tree to change.

He looked furious as he stormed towards us but he said nothing and grabbed my hand, pulling me in the direction of our home.

I looked back to see Tilly giving me a small smile which I quickly returned before she turned to Bryson stroking his fur as she mumbled incoherent words.

Blaine's muscles were tense, he had dried blood laced on the skin on his hands and chest, his deep scars looking bloodied and red from being ripped open once again.

We walked in silence, neither one of us willing to start a conversation, I didn't have any words to say.

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