Chapter 32

The King went down into the dungeons with six of his guards. He wanted answers, the answers that only come out after pain. The King wanted the truth. Why were they so bad. What would drive a male werewolf to torture his mate, to break that bond? He had seen mates reject each other for various reasons.
He had never seen it for monetary gain; what kind of sick joke has this pack become? After making the mating connection, selling out and abusing your mate was a nasty crime that could destroy the very foundation of the shifter family units.
This, whatever it was, was deranged. To sell young females and males for slavery was beyond his understanding and sense of right from wrong. It made him and his wolf sick and very angry.
That gave the king and his wolf an idea; I wonder if they would piss their pants if we changed into our lycan form. His wolf chuckled; yes, let’s see, I haven’t had that kind of fun since we were younger.
To his guard's horror, the King changed into his half-wolf half, human form. He stood almost 8 feet tall; golden fur covered him, his claws were all gold, and his eyes were like burning sapphires. He looked like a golden god of death.
Once he entered the main holding area, he reached out his claws, scraping them down all twelve of the metal doors where the prisoners stood; the sound was a terrible symphony of rage and the promise of pain to come that let the smell of fear take over the air.
He let out a low growl of a voice…
“Do I smell the smell of pissed in pants?”
The Kings guards stayed in the corners and shadows, watching the ultimate Alpha's incredible power, the King of all Alphas. Thankful that that power was not directed at them.
The smell of piss and fear became so intense it burned the guard’s eyes and throats. It didn't matter to the King; he enjoyed a little revenge. He let out a loud growl; he ripped off the door to the first cell and stomped inside.
When he smelled the male’s scent; he pulled his head back in surprise; the male didn't smell like a wolf—just a man. So, there was a punishment, after all. Good, the bastards didn’t deserve the gift of the Goddess.
They had to remember that they couldn't kill them; they had to stand trial. That didn't mean he couldn't castrate them.
His mind linked one of the guards that they would need doctors down here. To go and get them as quickly as possible along with a cleaning crew, he insisted that the crew had to be all male.
He wasted no time with the filthy piece of crap; he grabbed him by the neck with one huge clawed paw, lifting him till he banged his head a little on the 9-foot ceiling. He reached out with his one long middle claw and swiped the male’s cock and balls, ripping them from his body, leaving a wide-open slash in the bastard’s pissy pants.
He proceeded to the other eleven cells doing the same thing to all the males; they were not males anymore. The doctors came down and were horrified at the King’s work. The King stayed in his Lycan form and stomped through the castle and back into his chambers.
When he was inside and cleaned up, two council members asked for an audience with the King. They wasted no time reprimanding him for his behavior in the dungeons. The King turned on them in a fury, YOU IGNORANT, EGOTISTICAL, HIGH AND MIGHTY JACKASSES!!!!
DO YOU THINK THEY GAVE ANY OF THE THOUSANDS OF VICTIMS ANY MERCY OR KINDNESS? THEY TREATED THEM WORSE THAN GARBAGE.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IF YOU THINK FOR ONE SECOND I WILL BE SORRY OR FEEL ANY REGRET FOR WHAT I DID TODAY, YOU ARE SO FUCKING WRONG IT WILL MAKE YOUR HEAD SPIN.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM CALLING A MEETING OF ALL THE COUNCIL MEMBERS IN 15 MINUTES. THOSE WHO CHOOSE NOT TO ATTEND WILL BE TAKEN OFF THE COUNCIL AND WHIPPED TWENTY TIMES.
ANYONE WHO HAS A PROBLEM FOR ANY REASON WITH MY ACTIONS CAN STAND IN THE CASTRATION LINE. I HAVE HAD A LOT OF PRACTICE OF LATE, AND I HAVE GOTTEN QUITE GOOD AT IT.
NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY CHAMBERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The council members wasted no time running out the door.
The King marched into the high council chambers like a God of War on a rampage. Duncan, Jack, and twelve guards were in their finest uniforms and walked in behind him.
Every council member was in attendance, even their scribes. As he took account, the hall was so silent you could hear the marching of the guards outside. No one was even moving. It was as if they were afraid even to breathe. This pleased him; good, it was time they felt the eyes of scrutiny upon them.
The King stood up before his throne council members. I have called you here for a reason; we have all been lax in our duties. We all swore an oath upon taking office that our first duty was to keep our people safe. We failed in that duty.
The guards are now handing out pictures and logs of what we have found lurking in our packs. We will be watching a movie as well. I have named the film "While we were on watch."
After everyone looked at the evidence passed around, they watched the movie. Some of the council members even barfed. When it was all done, the king looked around the hall.
"I will be putting some new rules in place, so perhaps this terrible kind of shit will never happen again."
"Rule one: Any shifter caught selling or buying males or females of any species will be castrated in public."
"Rule two: Any pack members willfully hurt, abuse, or murder another pack member or shifter from another pack. Will be brought before the King and Council for trial."
"Rule three: If any Alpha decides he will rule his pack with fear and abuse, he will be subject to the same from the King Alpha."
"Last: From now on, a new position will be created, Investigator of pack affairs. If anyone in any pack has a complaint about those that rule them may go to or send for the Investigator with their problems."
"So that this position isn't abused, the King will hear the complaint first. If anyone tries to use the investigator for fraudulent purposes, they will be found guilty of the original complaint of the crime."
"If the investigator uses their position for purposes other than what it was created to do, death is the punishment."
"Furthermore, no one is above the law. Everyone from the lowest omega to the King will be held accountable."
"This is all I have for now; I will be adding a few more as time goes on to correct any loopholes that someone may find."
"If for some reason any of you have a problem with these new rules, if there is some way you can improve upon them, come to me; if you can't because it is something that you are morally against, then please step down and give your seat to another."
"Now, will these six council members come down before me?"
He called their names as the council members happily stood before him. The King usually only called a council member down to give them a particular title or honor.
As the six stood before him, ready for their reward, the guards surrounded them. All of them were shocked and demanded to know what this was about.
The King wasted no time in telling them, "You six have been charged with treason and for buying young pups for sexually deviant purposes. As well as various other crimes, which will be brought up at your trials."
The guards tied their hands behind their backs and marched them off to the dungeons.
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He watched from the shadows as he had always done; there were times that he was proud of himself for his loyalty. It was about time that the King cleaned his house.
Still, though, since the loss of his son, he has been around the wrong kind of weres. He will be fixing it soon, though he doesn't care for the Alpha he has to deal with. For him, sometimes, the ends do justify the means.
To call her Luna was a joke; to have the King give her the title of Lady was an even bigger joke. The king is still grieving and not thinking straight. So that means he has to step in and take care of things for him.
She was a nice she-wolf, intelligent and considerate; after all, she had to go through. For the love of the goddess, she is a low standing bastard; she should have been an omega and the lowest one at that. She had the right name the first time around, Spare.
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Lilly was still feeling like the Alpha was watching her; at first, she thought it was just in her head. It had happened too many times now to be something to blow off. When she was little, he liked to stalk her as she played. He always wore a scent blocker potion that also helps you blend in with your surroundings; he bragged about it when he got it from a witch.
She always knew, though, that she and zinnia were always sensitive to the energy of others. She felt his energy change over the last two years; that was when he realized he was losing his wolf. His power the last time felt different. When it came to her, he no longer had his wolf.
She also learned that she was like a ghost; her meals are slid under her door, and her assignments are under her door. No one paid any attention to her; she even tested it one day. It wasn't till she was at the outer gates that she was stopped.
Tonight punishment or not. She and Zinnia were going hunting.