LEO
“So, tell me, are you all a bunch of animals, or are some of your men human?” Web asks casually. I’m not the only one fucking shocked as the rest tense at his words.
“Didn’t your fucking informer tell you the answer to that shit since you seem to be all-knowing?” I remark coldly, refusing to allow my shock to show. “Besides, you're clearly fucked up in the head if you even believe that trash. Not high, are you, Web?” He chuckles, puffing away on his cigar.
“Sure, he did. Let me ask, though, common courtesy… besides you can pretend all you want. I’ve seen a lot, boy.”
“Right, so since you fucking know shit, how about you answer some questions?” I sit back, letting some of my Alpha aura envelop me. “The bullets you purchased from my man, who did you sell them to?” He raises his eyebrow.
“Ah… the type that is deadly to your kind… one shot and poof, you’re dead.” He laughs as he makes a gun with two fingers.
He’s a weirdo. Azura coughs again, and my eyes flash.
“Put that shit out now,” I growl venomously.
I know he’s trying to rile us up, and although I’m not sure, he probably has something up his sleeve. His men were searched on the way in… but who knows what he’s up to?
He smirks before taking a long drag on it and then placing it down, releasing a large amount of smoke towards us. I glance at Azura, but she seems to be fine for now, simply frowning as she watches Web coldly.
“So, who did you sell the bullets to?” I ask, my patience wearing thin as Ace walks over, picks the cigar up, and tosses it aside. He simply smirks, making a flare of anger rush through me. I’m not here to fucking play.
Bar the door, I command through the link. Taking my gun out, I cock it before pointing it at Web.
“Start talking, or you’re dead.”
His smirk falters as all my men follow suit, taking out their guns. Jax tosses one to Azura, which she catches with a little too much excitement, but the way she spins it and weighs it shows she knows how to handle one.
“Code 3.” I hear Dan murmur, and I know that the entrance is now blocked. Web tenses as his men move forward to shield him.
“We’re talking, and I only intend to talk, Web. Tell them to step aside, or they will die,” I growl venomously. I can see the hesitancy in his eyes as his gaze flickers to the door before he motions for them to step back, but I can tell he’s on edge, eyeing the guns with his shrewd eyes.
“We had a no-gun policy, Schurke! If everyone outside knew this, they wouldn’t be having it. Use it, and you break a code of conduct.” I sit back down, downing my wine, my eyes set on him.
“I created the fucking code,” I say coldly, raising my gun. “What’s the name of your client, Web? I’m losing my patience.”
He frowns, glancing at his men before swallowing hard. A bead of sweat trickles down his cheek from behind his mask. Fear is rolling off him, yet he’s still acting cocky… on whose words?
“I don’t know his name! But he knows you all, oh, he does.”
I smirk. Oh, he fucking knows more than he’s letting on.
“Don’t fucking lie to me, Web, I want the fucking name!” I thunder, kicking the table with such force it goes smashing into the far wall across the room, making Web jump back from his seat. His eyes are wide with fear as he stares at the heavy table that should not have moved at all.
“J.G! That’s all I know!” He shouts, panic obvious in his voice as his heart thunders, and I almost smirk. A coward will always be a fucking coward. Reaching into my pocket, I take out a printed picture of the Bastard and toss it straight at Web. He catches it clumsily, looking down at it. His gaze flitters to his men once again.
“Judah Gallahan, does he look familiar?” I ask.
Observe the men. He keeps looking at them, I command through the link. I can’t take my eyes off Web, and he and his men will be watching me intently, but not my men.
They’re his usual. Nothing out of the ordinary unless one secretly managed to get a wire past security, Ace adds sharply.
“This… y-yes,” Web mutters, tension surrounding him.
“So that’s the man you sold the bullets to?” I demand, “Tell me everything you know about him.”
“I don’t know anything about him…” Web denies, his stress clearly visible. This is not how he was expecting the fucking conversation to go.
I think one of them is acting a little suspicious, Jax begins. Yeah, I think he’s wired. He isn’t –
I don’t wait for him to finish, my eyes flashing as I pull the trigger. It only takes a matter of seconds as I shoot each one faster than anyone could comprehend. They fall to the ground like fucking flies, a bullet each through the forehead.
Search them, I command as I stare at Web. His mouth hangs open as he gasps for air, backing away from me. I raise my gun.
“Sit the fuck down.”
There is no longer room to play, and he knows it, slowly taking his seat. His hands are shaking now as Ace, Dan, and Jin do a quick search over, pulling out a hidden microphone from one of the men. Dan destroys it before they drag the eight bodies to the far corner of the room.
“Please don’t hurt me, you know I mean well! You killed my son, but I’m here!” I stand up, closing the gap between us. Power and dominance radiate off me as I press my gun to his forehead.
“Then start fucking talking, or I will blow your brains out,” I hiss, slamming the side of the barrel against his head. He shouts, his head snapping to the side and his mask sliding off his face. It hits the floor with a clang, making Web whine like a fucking dickhead.
“I don’t know him, alright? He just approached me, showed me what the hell you were, and it made sense! That’s all!”
“Then I don’t need you alive, since that’s all the fucking information you can give.”
“No, no, wait! I, he! Wait, yeah! He, and he wanted more bullets! I talked to your man, and he, he said he’ll provide them, but the cunt only gave a quarter of what we wanted! He took my money and left! I’m telling you the truth! Where the fuck are my men?” He’s watching the door in panic. Seems like the fucker doesn’t realise that no one is going to fucking come to his rescue.
“What did Judah offer you in return?” I snarl. Hesitating, he looks up at me before he frowns.
“Money and power. If I obeyed him, he’d take care of you!” He spits, trying to gather himself. He’s still trying to act fucking brave, but he has already pissed himself. The stench makes me shove him back as I take a step away.
“Did Emmet ever know who you wanted those bullets for?” I ask coldly.
“Does it matter? He was getting the money that he needed,” he replies, wiping his forehead with a shaky hand. That’s true…
So Judah was behind this… but why? What was his incentive? Azura? I glance at her as she stands there, no playfulness on her face, her eyes fixed on the door, her gun at the ready. This makes me adamant that somehow he knew about Azura’s powers.
“When did you first sell the bullets to this man?” I asked coldly.
“Don’t abuse your power, Schurke… I have friends in high places, too,” Web hisses, his eyes scanning the room once more as if an escape route would suddenly pop up.
“Answer me,” I growl, shooting him in the leg. He jumps, hissing in pain as he glares at me with fear and rage.
“It’s been more than a year since he approached me saying he heard I had a special kind of bullet,” he snaps through his pain. Then it was a coincidence that our two worlds collided… but what is his intense desire for Azura? Is it to possess her or her power?
“And was it recently that he asked you to get close to me?” I ask icily, jerking my head towards the microphone. If I was right, Judah was fuckin smarter than I gave him credit for. For all I know, Web himself may be wearing a hidden microphone or camera.
“I… yes, maybe.” He’s unnerved, still scanning the room, his eyes darting left and right.
So Judah knows I’m Schurke Wolf… that the Sangue Pack is the one who is part of the Heimtückische Wölfe Cartel.
I feel Azura’s distress through the bond and turn sharply. She looks indifferent as she watches the door, but she isn’t feeling like herself. Almost lethargic. I scan the room, my gaze falling to his cigar that lay across the room.
Check the cigar. Is there any poisonous substance in it? I order through the bond. Dan is on it instantly. One sniff and his eyes flash as he looks at me.
Wolfsbane… he mutters, making my gaze snap to Azura. She’s pregnant, meaning it would affect her more.
Get Azura out of here, I command Jax and Li Sheng. He was smoking wolfsbane.
On it, Jax replies. They both move towards her as I press the barrel of the gun against Web’s forehead once more.
“Who did you meet before coming here?” His face drains of colour, his heart thundering, and I wrinkle my nose at the smell of sweat, fear, and piss mixed in one. “Counting to three,” I whisper menacingly in his ear. “Three… two…”
A bullet goes off, a window smashes above us, and I jump back just as Web is shot in the stomach. Another loud sound goes off as we open fire on whoever had shot through the far window. Web clambers away to safety, clutching his stomach in fear.
“I didn’t do anything!” He yells, staring at the shattered stained-glass window.
“Move out!” I shout. We can’t risk it, not when it could be bullets that could hurt us.
I see Azura shoot towards the window, her eyes blazing, and then another round of bullets comes, streaming through the window.
“Duck!” I shout, but she doesn’t move. Instead, she holds up her hand, and a shimmering, silver-gold stream of light blasts from her hand, creating a shield. “Let’s get out!” I command as Jin opens the door. Azura lets her shield down before we step back into the room of people.
“Schurke, shall we get Web?” Li Sheng shouts.
“No, we can’t risk going back in there,” I reply, scanning the hall before me.
The entire place is a mess, the sounds of bullets going off. Clearly, everyone doesn’t know what’s going on, the confusion and fear making them go into attack mode. Everyone is firing at one another. The only thing on their minds is survival. Dead bodies lay on the floor, and the smell of blood hangs in the air. My men create a protective formation around me and Azura. The last I hear is Web letting out a manic laugh.
“You betrayed me!” He shouts to the empty room as some of his men rush in to grab him.
Keep moving, baby girl, I tell her. I know the low dose of wolfsbane won’t harm her or the pup, but it will slow her down. Her mind is sluggish, like someone drunk, but even then, she keeps moving.
We duck behind a table as I reload my gun, shooting another round at the men who are trying to block our path. Fucking Web’s men.
“Fuck!” Ace growls.
I turn back sharply, my hair falling in front of my eyes as I see Ace clutching his abdomen, blood pouring from his wound as he falls to his knees a few feet behind me…
The sounds from around me suddenly fade away and all I can think of is the man I consider a brother injured before me. My heart thunders violently in my ears, fear bleeding into my heart. No… I can’t lose another… not this time…