Brimson and Fire

Henrik’s POV

Fuck!

The moment I turned my back on Kaiden and Lilian, I could very well feel the rage that boiled so hotly under my skin.


My hands clenched into fists and I could feel my nails digging into my palms, but the pain was absolutely nothing compared to the fury and the rage that cooked over inside of me.


Hell! I wanted nothing more than to strangle her, to squeeze the miserable life out of her right there and right then.

How dare she?

How dare Lilian freaking question me?

What gave her the effrontery to confront me with such audacity?


She was becoming uncontrollable, I could see. I could see that she was beginning to slip further from my grasp with each passing day, and it was all because of that wretched bastard Kaiden.


I couldn't let that happen. I would not.


Either she would be useful to me or she could choose to die by my hands.


The thought of her falling for him, of her possibly choosing him over me, the thought alone made my blood boil even more.


She was supposed to be mine—she was supposed to be my pawn, my own creation, my puppet and nothing more.


But I could see it in her eyes, in the way she looked at him, that she was beginning to sway from our agreement.


I could see that she was beginning to drift towards him.


I despised Kaiden, that was a known fact.

Unless he chose to be blinded to that truth.

Otherwise he should have known that I despised everything that he stood for, and that loathsome Blue Moon pack of his.


They had always been a thorn in my side.


It seemed like he would be the next in line to join his parents.


I paused for a moment, and looked back at the entrance of the pack house as I remembered that night—the night when my men ambushed them.


It was supposed to be quick, clean. A simple mission to rid me of two nuisances.


I had hopes that this would make Kaiden to change his mind or to probably become a mean freak but it didn't work.


Instead he chose to draw the sympathy of Lilian.


And Lilian... She was fastly slipping out of my control.


My heart pounded in my chest as I walked away, each step I took was heavy with how angry I was feeling.


I needed to leave at once, I needed to get out of this place before I did something rash—something that would expose everything I had worked so hard to achieve until now.


That was if that weak and useless Lilian would not blow things up before then.

I had plans, and I couldn’t afford to lose control now.


As soon as I was out of sight, I called for my men.


They came swiftly. As they stood in front of me, I could see that their faces were hard and ready for whatever command I would give them.


"We’re leaving,” I barked at them, not even bothering to mask the fury in my voice.

“Now.” I said to them.


They didn’t question me; of course they knew better than to do that. We all moved away and swiftly, leaving the Blue Moon pack behind us.


But even as we rode away, I still felt incredibly angry and the rage was threatening to consume me.


I couldn’t stop thinking about Lilian and Kaiden—about how close I had come to snapping her neck right there in front of him.


But no, that would have been too easy. It would have been too quick.


I needed to make them both suffer a little or suffer more.


Once we were quite far away from the Blue Moon pack’s territory, I pulled my horse to a halt and turned to face my men.


Their eyes were on me, as they all awaited their next orders.


They had been with me long enough to know what my anger meant—blood would be spilled soon.


"It seems quite like we have another mission to take on,” I said, my voice cold and calculated. My voice was icy as I spoke. “Kaiden must die.” I said. Well it really wasn't a new mission.

It was already a planned act.


There was a murmur among them, but not one of them dared to speak out of turn as they all looked at me. They knew what this meant.


Killing Kaiden would be no simple task; he was not just well-guarded, but he was also a very skilled fighter in his own right.

You could say that he was born to be an alpha werewolf, even I could attest to that.


But I didn’t care. I wanted him dead, and I wanted him dead sooner rather than later.
“He’s growing too powerful,” I continued, I could tell that my voice was carrying all forms of venom in it. “And Lilian… she’s slipping away.

She’s starting to fall for him, and that makes her a liability. I guess that means something.” My men nodded their heads.


They understood what was going on.
“We’ll bide our time, find the right moment.

When it comes, we strike. And we do not fail.” I instructed.


The sun was beginning to set in the forest as we made our way through the dense forests. My mind was already plotting, I was already cooking up ideas, thinking of ways to bring about Kaiden’s demise.


It wouldn’t be easy, but I had never shied away from a challenge before.


And this time, this was personal. I was taking it personal.


Lilian would pay for her defiance, and Kaiden... Kaiden would pay with his life.


The thought alone brought a twisted smile to my lips. Yes, this was the only way.


I smiled harder. I would break her, I would destroy Kaiden, and take back control from her.


No one would stand in my way—not Kaiden, not Lilian, not anyone.


I would become the only and most powerful Alpha in the entire werewolf pack provinces.


And when it was all over, they would all know the price of crossing me.


As I rode on, my mind continued to be seethed with dark thoughts and plans formed as well as reformed in my head.

I would see this through, no matter the cost. Because I was Henrik, and I always got what I wanted. Always.

And what I wanted now was blood. I wanted more blood shed from the Blue Moon pack.