Kane Shadowfang

Kane

That son of a bitch guard is a dead shifter. I make a vow to myself to rip his throat out slowly when I leave this cell. The only reason I haven't found a way to get this shock collar off yet is because I am waiting for Alpha Landon's arrival to this pack tomorrow. It is nearly impossible to catch him out of his pack borders, and I need to end him without crossing into his borders.

I am trying to avoid a war, but I want him dead. He is responsible for the senseless killing of five of our young pups. They were fresh on the border patrol at the age of 16, training for their future and became turned in the forest around and found themselves across pack borders and right into Landon Ironclaw's border patrol.

Instead of being reasonable, taking into consideration that the boys were new, young, and no threat, he decided to order their execution citing boundary rights and perceived threats.

All bullshit and with no notification to me until afterwards.

He has always been a problem.

Our families had intermittent conflicts for centuries. He should know better than anyone what happens when you hurt one of my own, one of my pack. Landon knows how violent and cruel my family can get to protect what is ours. Well, could get...

Our fathers were ruthless fighting against each other, before working together, taking over other packs.

They used to function as allies.

As a team.

Alpha Mathew, Landon's father, was an ally with my father at one time. I was a young boy when the alliance started, but I remember him as cold, cruel and unloving. He often abused his Luna and children. He was a dictator instead of a mate and father. At least my father was loving. Despite being seen as a villain in most pack stories, he showed my mother love and devotion. I knew he loved me and his pack.

Despite how strict in cold he was training me.

Despite the strict laws he had for the pack.

He would do anything to protect them and us.

Unlike Alpha Mathew.

He treated his people as servants rather than family members. I heard too many stories of public executions of pack members for trivial things. You didn't want to be one of his enemies. You didn't want to be one of my father's enemies either, which is why they formed an alliance. More of a truce between them for some time.

Until Alpha Mathew ruined it.

Destroyed it.

Alpha Mathew became infatuated with my mother as the years passed. Apparently, beating his Luna became old news and he wanted a new one. He said they were having an affair, and she threatened to tell my father if he didn't get rid of his Luna.

His Luna was his fated mate.

The thought of killing our fated mate can send our wolves in a rage. We have an instinct to protect, not to harm. Mathew claimed that his wolf went feral and murdered my mother. I think she rejected his advances on multiple occasions and kept it a secret from my father. I believe Mathew went into a rage to keep her quiet. I won't ever know the truth because my mother can't tell me.

So, I did the only thing a young Alpha in mourning would do.

I got my revenge; my only guilt is not saving her for my father.

A mate for a mate.

A Luna for a Luna.

A mother for a mother.

I don't regret it.

Well, I don't allow myself to. Any time an inkling of a feeling starts to rear its ugly head, I hammer it down, refusing to confront it.

Sometimes at night when I am dreaming, I can see her frightened face. Hear her screams and begs for mercy. I felt nothing but red-hot anger and pain as I clawed her throat out. Sometimes I can feel her blood hitting me in my dream and it feels like it hit me in real life. When I bolt awake, I can feel her blood on my skin.

I know deep down she had no idea what Mathew was doing. I knew that she was an innocent victim, but I had to avenge my mother. I had to hurt him how he hurt me except, mine hurts worse.

I love my mother. I cared for her more than anything in the world, and he took her from me.

I couldn't look at Landon after that.

The relationship between us is completely gone.

I killed his mother.

There was no coming back from that.

His father killed my mother.

There was no coming back from that.

Our life turned into one giant cluster fuck, our fathers declaring war on each other in one night. Just one night and everyone's lives changed forever.

I wait in the shadows of this cell. I allowed myself to be taken for this purpose. I kept my aura subdued and played it off like I was a new border patrol trainee that just got himself lost. Of course, they declared I was a spy, which is what I wanted and brought me down to Randall's piss hole dungeon.

At least now I know it exists and where it is. He has no idea who I am, but I know who he is. He is the one responsible for the abuse that little she-wolf is going through, and I won't let that go.

I hate knowing that little she-wolf is suffering in this pack. I can sense a stronger aura from her. Something she hasn't tapped into. She could be fates gifted, like myself and my father before me, and his before him. I am oddly proud that she is a fighter, given her situation.

She is strong and doesn't know it.

She needs to get out of here before her spirit is broken or worse, her wolf disconnects from her.

The girl is beautiful. Her chocolate brown hair is a mess from lack of care and from that asshole guard I will kill for pulling on it. Her lips were pink and pouty with the smallest, upturned nose. Her olive-toned skin is covered in filth. Her eyes are beautiful, a combination of deep blue and green flecks, holding all sorts of mystery.

Maybe I can get her out, but then what do I do with her? Ask if she wants to be a pack member? The Shadowfang Pack has a reputation for being fierce and heartless. Our pack is feared across the land. Why would she feel comfortable enough to join?

Stories are usually one sided though. Nobody but our pack knows how we truly function. We aren't heartless or cruel. Not unless we need to be. However, packs are terrified of us.

I don't expect her to be any different, but she wasn't afraid of me.

One more night in this piss ridden shit hole and then I can get this damned collar off and shift. I will do what it takes to rip these silver claws out of my neck. Alpha Randall has no idea the monster he has lurking in their dungeon. I will stop at nothing to end Landon. If I must keep up with this sham of an alliance for a while so, be it, but I tolerate it with their new Alpha.

Because my intel states Landon will be here and I will end him because I am Kane Shadowfang, and I am the shadow gifted.