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He threw his face out of his hands, as Nathan still bowed his head to the ground, accompanied with blood dripping out of his body, dropping on the shiny white rug on the ground.



"Do you know why this place is called the dark room?", Richard asked again as he was turning in circles around Nathan.



"It's because all your screams...", He said as he drove his sharp long claws into Nathan's upper part of his back, as he listened attentively to the screams Nathan's released.



He felt the pleasure in his screams, the torture was reviving his wolf, Nathan's screams were relieving him of the pains he felt for Emily, the pain of seeing Emily groan and wail not for something else, but because the man he tortured laid his hands on her, battering her without any mercy.



This was the same man who couldn't even throw a punch at him, who fought without any skill or tactic, but when ahead to pour down his strength on Emily.



".. all your pains, all your tears..." Richard said as he deepened his claws into his skin, with blood flowing out like water.



Richard's face brightened up like a cat that got the cream, feeling very satisfied himself.



But while Richard's face was brightened, Nathan's face wasn't.



His face was rather the opposite of Richard's, his body aching, his skin tearing, he could feel his own blood gushing out of his body, his life draining, he could feel his soul leaving his body until Richard furiously dragged his claws out of his body.



"... everything you feel, your sweat, your blood, it falls here, it makes this place, the dark room!", He said as he looked at Nathan with terror in his eyes.



He could see Nathan's mouth moving, saying something but not audible enough, it was more of a whisper than a statement..



"I can't here you!", Richard said out aloud as he put his hands behind his ears leaning them closer to Nathan hoping he would hear whatever he was about to say.



"Please... Please...", Nathan was able to mumble out.

Now he was begging, he was pleading for his life and that of Oliver.

Where was the arrogant warrior who stood his ground and wasn't ready to plead amidst the pain and the torture he was going to face?

Richard smiled knowing perfectly he was going to plead for his life at the end of the day. No one had ever entered the dark room without begging alpha Richard for mercy.



"Oh you're begging now?", Richard asked acting like he was surprised. But when he remembered he wasn't surprised, he scoffed again, and from the scoff proceeded a laugh which echoed round the room.



"Let's make this quick and simple....!", Richard said with a mean expression on his face as he glared at Nathan.



"Who sent you?", He asked hoping Nathan would learn some lessons and speak without hesitation but then, he remained silent the entire time.



Richard stood for a while without receiving any answers from him. This time, he got so irate, he was about to do something very drastic without actually giving him any form of warning.



He dragged his sword out of it's scabbard, walked with dark intentions towards Oliver's and the cut off his right hand, leaving his elbow and his shoulders, but still tied to the large round table.



The loud scream made by Oliver dragged Nathan's attention as he also screamed at the sight of Oliver's arms, weeping profusely as he struggled on the chair



"Who sent you?", There was no time to waste as Richard asked with a Stern voice, darkness oozing out of him, with his voice deepened in anger, he asked again looking at Oliver and Nathan with an unconcerned face.



Nathan was still struggling, weeping and wailing without giving out any answer, but that annoyed Richard even more.



He raised his sword upwards and cut off Oliver's right leg, and that forced Nathan to yell out in pain, "Lucian!!!".

"Lucian... Luc... Lucian.. please stop, I beg you!!", Nathan said again as tears and blood gushed out of his body.



Lucian? Richard paused for a while and thought about it.

Lucian? He couldn't believe Lucian would send some low skilled mercenaries to attack he and Emily.



Lucian was one of his darkest enemies, of course, trying to kill him and add the Blue moon pack to his collection.



But he had one flaw, he was never serious when he came to battle planning, one of the reasons the men he sent to attack him were a bunch of unprofessional mercenaries, he never took his time to check the men he sent on that mission.



But Lucian himself was a skilled fighter, very Swift and skilled with his blade and shields.



He was one of the men alpha Richard had not yet defeated due to how skilled he always proved on the battle field.



But maybe now would be his end, now Richard was going to kill him this time.



The expression on Alpha Richard's face changed, he clenched his fist as the thought of Lucian kept on running in his mind.



"You know....", Luke finally spoke out from behind.



With how busy Richard was with torturing Nathan and Oliver, he had forgotten that someone else was in that room with him.



He forgot completely that Luke was behind him, standing at the door post, watching every single thing that was going on in the dark room



"You know...?", Luke said as he walked closer to Richard.

".. if Lucian sent them to kill you, then there's a mole in the pack", Luke said leaving Richard to ponder.



"A mole. ?", Richard asked raising questioning eyebrows.

"Think about it...", Luke said.

"Though we made some announcements, pasted some invitation letters, we weren't expecting these ones to come.", Luke said again trying to make Richard understand.



Where was Luke driving at? Richard paid close attention to what Luke was saying as he tried to keep up with the point like was trying to make.



"The journey from Lucian's pack to the Blue moon pack takes two days or even more, except someone has very serious business to attend to here, they'll take the risk and travel down here, if not, they send us congratulatory messages", Luke said.



Somehow Luke was right in his statement. It took a great amount of time to travel from the blue moon pack to Lucian's pack, and that would only be on serious business, but then, who would have communicated everything about the pack to Lucian



He stared at Nathan while he's Head was lowered, facing the ground with blood and sweat dropping from his face.



"You should know who the mole is, shouldn't you?", He asked staring at Nathan who didn't respond.



It gradually became obvious that his arrogance and self pride had returned to him again, thNat time somehow being worse that before.



"Tell me who the mole is?", He said as he walked steadily to Nathan.



Nathan didn't respond, rather he continued sniffling his nose while his head was still lowered to the ground.



Richard couldn't wait for him to speak out of his own free will, he would force the answer out of him the usual way he did it.



He took his sword and deeply drove it into Nathan's thighs, with a yell which followed, "Tell me who it is!!".



"Martins Grey!!!!", He responded with a loud yell while he was still panting and gasping for his breath.



Martins Grey?