Every heard something more terrifying then silence?

Yeah, many things. 

But at this moment, nothing was more terrifying then Alexander's blood red eyes. 

Alexander shoes had pinned his so called father down on the earth as he saw him with no emotion. 

The aura around him was getting darker and darker each passing seconds. 

He certainly, without a doubt, had lot many things in his life, lost his friends-who have accepted him for who he is. 

He never had expected him to get a brother, sister and a small family. And his father, who never cared enough about him, dared to snatch that away from him just as he got a sniff of happiness and warmth.

Rage, that's all he felt. 

He believed in giving his soon-to-be-dead-opponent get his fate by his aura rather then his emotions. It's easy to stay neutral and give fear by your aura. 

He always believed the more power you gain, the more people bow down to you, never try to cross you for unnecessary stuffs. 

He growled at him when his father made an attempt to crawl away from him, his death. 

He could feel stares of many people yet he made no attempt to acknowledge them cause all that ever and would ever matter to him is his brothers and sister, his small family he just got. 

He never had thought he would be accepted by his brother so easily, he always thought -which his mother forced him to believe- that everybody would always loath him. Maybe that was the reason he had forced his demons and powers to be more and more deadlier then anyone. 

He was never born the deadlier demon, he was soft when he was born, he had this constant voice inside his mind who always tamed him to be soft and try to be good, but after hundreds year of constant humiliation and pain, one day he snapped, open his true demon and since then this...good voice got silent. never occurred again, as if it left him for forever, as if it never was there. 

He, after year of struggles got used to whatever pain was thrown at him, bathed in his own agony and then he started giving pain and soon got addicted to it. 

Although he never did anything wrong to a good souls yet he never failed to bring nightmares to bad. 

His mind ran throw millions of ways to kill his father, nothing would ever stop him from killing him. Nobody could. Unless they desire their own end by his bloody hand.

When he first saw his brother, the first thing he noticed was he was weaker then him but that didn't changed anything for him, if anything he vowed to protect him with his life. 

Second, he noticed how good he was to him and to others. 

Third, he noticed, his brother was as deadlier as him when required. 

That thought made him smile internally. He could feel it under his skin he was his brother. 

Just like him but a way lot good then him.

He should feel angry and be jealous that his brother had little more comfortable life then him, he shall wish that it was him instead of his place but he couldn't, the mere thought of him going through what he went through make his blood boil. 

Is this how you should feel for your family? For your brother?

He internally questioned himself, still wishing for that light voice to float in his mind and command him to do something good, like it used to many centuries before. 

Silence. 

Is what had granted him. He sigh internally and glanced at his father eyes who was terrified of him. 

Yes he should be, he dared to snatch something he started caring about. 

The word care felt so much foreign on his tongue but he loved it. 

It's been centuries since the last time he had ever cared about anyone. 

Gavirill took a small step towards him but stopped when he saw Alexander stiffen at his sudden moment. Clearly not wanting his brother to come in between this interaction.

"He just wanted his freedom, brother." Gavirill requested his brother with his eyes. He heard gasps around him, knowing too well the pack members are gathered around the cave to watch the scene unfold in front of them.

"Doesn't change the fact he hurted my brother, James." Alexander voice boomed, making everybody turn silent.

"We still need him, brother, please." Gavirill sigh and looked at Helene for any type of help but she shook her head. 

What did he expected? 

A witch spell against a devil?

If Alexander could walk out the barrier made by thousand year old witch as if it meant nothing then god knows how much power he has.

Gavirill needed his father to be alive, he still needed to know how to tame a devil, he doesn't know what changes Alex would go under as he was now summoned. 

He also need to know how to trigger his wolf genes out so  that he be one of them. 

"Elaborate." Alexander voice turned shade of darker as he turned around and looked at his brother, all the while placing his foot on his father chest.

"You think, you could control him?" Zack growled out while staring at his both the sons. "No you can't, he would not be able to handle his powers here, his darkness, his mother was unable to, he would also not be able to. Then you know what will happen?" 

Zack smirked and looked at Gavirill eyes.

"He would snap, he would release his powers, kill hundreds of people without knowing. You people would not be able to control that." His dark chuckle invaded every soul mind. "Then he would kill you all, intenti-"

Before Zack could complete his statement, Alexander had pinned him more harder on ground. "If you have not noticed father, i am not your demon slut, i am not like you- power hungry and i am certainly not Gavirill who knows how to forgive."

Alex closed his eyes and tried to control his emotions.

When you haven't felt even a slightest of emotion in million year and then all of sudden when you feel such emotions at full force, you tend to get disbalance of it.

"I would kill myself before I hurt my brother." Alexander softly murmured right under his nose but everybody heard it as he could feel numerous gasps.

"But you do know I am telling the truth." Zack stated tiredly. 

"Yes." Alexander looked at Gavirill, with defeated eyes.

"We will figure out a way." A voice, a new voice said behind Alexander. 

"Mate, stay there, please." Gavirill pulled Hande and Atlas behind him and looked at Alexander who was already staring at Hande with narrowed eyes. 

"Yes we will definitely figure out a way." Gavirill assured his brother, who looked defeated and murderer at the same time. 

"You can't." Zack growled out. "I had tried everything in my power to stop his mother to stop this demon rampage but nothing worked."

"Believe me, brother." Alexander closed his eyes again and sighed. 

He counted all the pro's and con's and everything was so negative that he knew he would hurt his brother.

"I know what to do." Helene glared at Zack. "You won't have to worry about."

"What do you think witch? Everybody is fool here?" Zack irritated-ly glared at her.

"Not everyone but you." Helene smiled when she got a glare from him in return. 

"Alexander let him go." James came and glared at Zack. "I will kill him personally."

"You must be out of your mind if you think you can take me down." Zack amused voice made everybody blood boil in anger. 

"Leave him brother." James voice left no room for argument. 

Usually, he is the chilled one among the siblings but now he had enough of Zack shits. 

"Sorry brother, he is mine." Alexander deadly voice made everybody shiver in displeasure. 

"Gigano rase." Alexander placed his palm in front of his father body and like before, a black ball of energy came out of it and collided with Zack. 

Zack didn't even had time to scream. His body was burst out and his blood splashed on Alexander face and James- who stood very close to him. The ground was colored in red and Zack flesh was everywhere near the collision. It was as if somebody smashed him on ground.

Alexander closed his eyes and then opened to his natural red color and stare at James, who stood rooted on his place as if he had seen a ghost. His mouth was open and his eyes were particularly bulging out of his socket. 

No body even dared to scream or say anything, everybody was so damn in shock and scared. 

Alexander eyes met with Gavirill who was looking at him with astonishment before he smirked at him.

So, his brother loved this violence ?

It was sure something extremely gross for Gavirill but it was not something he haven't seen ever. Just he never expected his father to die with just one blow and this much gross way. 

"Oh god, I feel vomit." Helene winces but stopped when she saw James bend down on ground and puking his guts out. 

The loud thumb startled everyone, Gavirill turned around and saw Hande passed out on ground with Atlas securely wrapped in her arms.

She made sure Atlas didn't got a slightest glace of what happened. 

"Oh no mate." Gavirill picked her up bridal style and nodded at the guard to take Atlas away from the scene before he even got the glance of it. 

Atlas screamed and fought with the pack warrior but he was eventually dragged out from the scene. 

"Alex, why don't you again take a shower and relax with Helene while I take care of my mate?" Gavirill nodded at Alexander before making his way towards his house, not before ordering everybody to dismiss at the moment. 

Considering how much everybody respected him, none questioned his authority, knowing too well Alpha would inform everything when the time is right.

"Stop it now james." Helene rolled her eyes and pulled James up.

"Gross, brother. The flesh of Zack went inside my bloody mouth." James wiped his mouth with the back of his shirt and glared at Alexander when he saw him smirking at his way.

"I thought you were hungry brother." Alexander amused voice made even Helene laugh at his naughtiness. 

"Shut up. I hope you find your mate and she beat the crap out of your ass for doing this stuffs in public." James growled and went towards the pack house to change his clothes.

"What is mate, Helene?" Alexander watched the retreating figure of his brother  and felt his fingers get intervened with Helene. 

"Someone you would fall in love with, your other half, you would love each other forever. You would recognize it the moment you come across her, her scent would capture you, make you die for one sniff of it, when ever you would touch you would feel sparks and hell lot of undying love."

"Do you think I will have a mate?" Alexander almost got desperate for such thing, if his brother have such a cute mate, he also want one. 

By, how Helene is explaining about it, it feels like that's what he wants in life forever.

Some body to love and cherish until death.

"Ofcourse you will." Helene smiled at him before dragging him towards the pack house to show him his new room. 

Mate? Where the hell you are?

Can I have you?

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