Eradicating rebellion with deaths

Fenrir POV:

"Interesting." I said, already forming the plans I have for them in my head, "Arrange for a meeting with all of them in my chambers, now" I felt the anger that had started to cool intensify again. This time it wasn't hot and burning, it was cold and menacing. The idea of what I will do to them was exhilarating! The feelings were just as I felt yesterday, but this time, the burning range has my permission.

"Yes, Milord" Rudolph bowed and went away.

I entered my chambers and proceeded to my room. I need to take off this nice suit, it's too elegant to have blood on it. I changed to something less…appealing and reaching to the grape bowl next to me, I popped a couple of the berries in my mouth as I waited for the Elders’ arrival.

Soon, I heard a knock on the door of my room.

"Milord, they are here," was Rudolph's voice.

Stretching, I walked out of the room to meet the Elders seated. I have not asked them to sit, but they have decided to place those wrinkled asses on my chair!
They stood up briefly and bowed a greeting before sitting down again. Hm…

"So, I heard from the Beta here that some of you are against me being your Alpha," I said, taking a seat in front of them as Rudolph stood by my side. I scanned them as I played lazily with the fruit bowl placed on the golden stool by my side. There were twelve Elders in this room, I guess this was all of them. Seven males and five females were seated according to their status from the highest to the lowest.

I picked up the carving knife, playfully jabbed it into an apple, brought it to my lips, then took a bite, waiting ever so patiently for their murmuring to end.

Finally, it did when an idiot took the courage to stand in front of me and speak, "You are right. We don't want you as our Alpha."

Let the fun begin.

"Is that so?" My focus was on the apple and knife in my hand.

"Yes. You must think you have some nerve, young man." The idiot continued.

I finally looked up at him, studying his wrinkled face, the anger and excitement brewing in my chest.

"What is your name?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Jeremiah Kilemont, rank one Elder." He answered with a huff.

“Oh, so you're the eldest, hm."

“I was at your coronation yesterday when you forced us to name you Alpha, a title you do not deserve."

Wow, he sure has a lot to say.

There were mumblings of 'yes' in the little crowd.

"Who else agrees with the words of this old fool?" I asked, looking at the wrinkled faces of the audience. The man frowned in anger that showed evidently on his face. His colleagues stood up to join him on their feet..
"We don't want you here, you can never be our Alpha.” A voice shouted.

Hmph! As if!

"You're just an impudent young lad, and you will pay for your crimes," said another.

I sighed, my deadly anger, finally at its peak. "Is that your final opinion?" They all said yes.

Good, very good.

A rough smile on my face as I aimed the knife in my hand at Jeremiah, directing it for his chest and watching in satisfaction as it pierced through him. He fell back in a groan, gasping for air as everyone watched. I saw them take several steps backwards as their gaze could return to me, then I launched my attack. I shifted into my wolf form, which came easier now, after the second shifting at my so-called coronation. My clothes ripped from my body. Whoa! Thank goodness I had changed the suit.

I started from the idiot who had spoken last, my claw slashing at his neck and I felt his warm blood splashing on me. I left that one to bleed to death— then I turned on the others. They had all shifted into wolves, how pathetic!

Do they all think your weak body can give me even a scratch? I scoffed and pounced on them, one after the other, killing them.