Alpha Matteo's POV

“Alpha! The losers are being packed, ready for work. Where should we start?” Beta Henry asked, just after I had dismissed the whores from my chambers.

I looked up and saw them—tied together with thick ropes and chains. Hmmm... Ten thousand warriors in the kingdom and hundreds of people choose to lose even when they knew they will badly pay the price.

So bold of them.

I scuffed and turned to Beta Henry. “Take them to the grain farm. Let them work until their last ounce of strength is drained." I instructed.

"Again, not even a drop of water should be given to them. Understood?"

“Yes, Alpha,” he responded with a bow as I turned away and returned to my chambers.

I let the water wash over my body in the shower before stepping out, where the pack dressers were already waiting to prepare me for the council meeting.

They were 2 young ladies, Irene and Ophelia, 2 older women, Elizabeth and Theresa, and one elderly man, Gerald.

The three elders had served in this role since my father’s reign, And despite the ups and downs in the kingdom, they have been staying, gluing to the position like it's the best thing that happened to them.

“Long live Alpha,” they all greeted, bowing as I entered the dressing room.

I gave a slight nod and sat on the carved stone seat, while the dressing began.

First, they washed my face with warm river water mixed with crushed leaves and wild mint, Drying it up with lion-hide cloth, making sure every other part of my body was clean.

That's just one stupid rule about them. Even if you just stepped out of the shower room, they will still clean you up with their herbs, believing they will always do it better than you.

Moving further, A thick oil made from elephant fat, wild honey, and moon herbs was rubbed over my skin, giving my body a golden glow.

They also went ahead to mark my chest and back with lines of red clay and black ash, which signifies symbols of power, war, and bloodline.

Raising up my hands, A long wrap of dark wool was tied around my waist, with a carved bone belt, holding it firm. And Over my shoulders, they laid a heavy cloak of leopard skin, Complimenting it with layers of beaded chains and animal teeth right, around my neck.

Finally, they blessed my feet with hard leather sandals made from the hide of a black bear, before placing some golden cuffs on my arms and ankle, giving me a perfect mighty Alpha look.

The moment I stepped into the hall, the atmosphere shifted. The elders and prominent pack members bowed deeply, while the pack musicians played an energetic tune to mark my arrival. My Beta, Henry, stepped forward and placed the Alpha Cap on my head.

With an aura of authority, I raised my hand high. “Long live the pillars of the RED TEETH PACK!” I declared.

“Forever live our able Alpha!” they chorused, bowing their heads four times in perfect unison.

Beta Henry handed me a golden ancient jug filled with blood, salt water, and sacred herbs. Holding it high, I began the ceremonial chant.

“Goddess of the Moon, we, your sons and daughters, gather for the progress of your blessed pack. May it be well with us,” I said, pouring a drop on the floor.

“Our stay on earth shall bring blessings,” I continued, pouring another.

“May we find what we seek,” I concluded, letting the final drop fall.

“Long live the children of the Moon Goddess!” The pack responded.

Taking a sip from the jug, I passed it to my Beta, who did the same before it went around the room. Once the ceremony concluded, I sat down, receiving a wooden tablet that detailed the agenda for the meeting.

After taking a look at it, I passed on to my Beta.

“First agenda: The upcoming war, four months from now…” he read aloud, and the meeting proceeded.

As soon as the meeting got over, I stepped out of the hall with Beta Henry, separately climbing on two horses and headed toward the labor site to inspect the progress.

On getting there, the slaves moved around carrying heavy bricks on them with some of my guards following them, ready to slash some canes if they dare mess up.

Up on the roofs were another set of slaves, basically the ones we abducted from North West pack, a great pack we won and overthrown few years ago, abducting the survival members to our land, just so they could be useful to us.

They weren't the first. We won over 200 packs and enslaved them all, making sure they serve as labourers, helping to the growth of the pack.

"Long live Alpha!" Some of the slave women fetching water bowed while I and Beta ride pass them, moving inside the site to take more views.

As we were moving further, A loud voice cried out, calling on me. I turned sharply only to see a middle aged man carried by my guards with a lot of canes slashing at his back. Not just a simple cane but scrunching.

A cane added some sharp objects like razor, nails, Thorn's and other objects that would be able to penetrate deep inside your skin, tearing it and forcing out huge blood when being slashed.

I Ignored the man, trying to move forward to what brought me here but then, his louder cry, calling on my name, made me to stop.

"Alpha please save me!" The man kept screaming like a mad man.

"Offense?" I demanded, moving towards them.

“He couldn’t carry six bags of cement, Alpha!” one of the guards replied.

“Just six bags?” I repeated, glaring at the man, who quickly dropped to his knees.

“I was just tired, Alpha. I worked all day yesterday. My body is aching.....”

“Why the hell do you think you’re still alive, if not to be useful?” I snapped, silencing him, before turning towards the guards.

"Unfortunately, his services are no longer needed. Hang him to death!" I ordered and turned back. Ignoring the man's plea and cries.

We moved on, inspecting each work section. women were fetching water, men laying bricks, youths on the roof, and young ladies stacking planks and boards. I was pleased to see every hand occupied, making sure the structure is rising faster than expected.

"The new pack event hall is gradually coming to life." I smiled.

After inspecting the rest of the site and was about to leave, two young men and a lady were suddenly bundled towards our feet. chains on their legs, blood stains smearing on their body with ropes tying back their hands.

On their mouth and nose were some trails of blood sliding out, with some unending balls of tears rolling down their cheeks from their eyes.

"Alpha, these are some of the slaves abducted from Hills pack. They tried sneaking away today, so bad we caught up with them." Yama one of my high chief guards informed me.

I looked at the victims and let out a loud evil grin. Who dares try this kind of childish attitude, knowing the amount of numerous securities In this pack? How pathetic!

"Yama!" I called with a cold voice. "You and four other guards should take them to the back city and burn them alive" I instructed, and suddenly a huge silence took over everywhere, as they bundle the slaves out.

"So glad you all could feel your own death. This is RED TEETH PACK! Your freedom doesn't exist until we propose it. You mess Up here, You pay with your life" I roared, introducing more fear on every angle before leaving with Better Henry.

I went back to the royal pack house and just when I was about to return back to my room, Momo, The same chief guard I sent to take the little girl out for a few minutes, came back running towards my feet.

"She...she .." he shuttered. "She's nowhere to be found, Alpha!" His words hit me so hard.