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Logan Kincaid, the man who knew he was doing the right thing, cleansing his land of the plague that had befallen it. He was an alpha after all and no other person could lead better than him.
He stood proudly before the crowd of his pack members who had gathered over the infamous sycamore tree. Beneath the tree, a concrete slab was elevated from the floor. And by the side, a well was dug so deep that no one dared to go close, except it was the Alpha's order. An order to fall in and get killed.
The dreaded place was known as the execution corner. Logan stepped forward, brandishing a sword. The people on the front row cowered in fear as they moved backwards.
By his side, two men knelt down. One seemed to be out of life. Blood had dried on his pale skin, the skin which looked like it was dragged across brazen stones.
His hand shook limply before finally going out of motion.
Logan chuckled, then grinned, revealing his gold tooth at the left side of his upper teeth.
He was shirtless, and the lower part of his shirt had red marks on it. They were blood stains, which obviously weren't his own.
“Alpha, please…please spare him. Even…even if it means killing me in his place.” The man who was still healthy whimpered.
Logan wiped the sweat that slicked down his forehead with the back of his palm. He stepped closer to the kneeling man and stroke him hard across the face with the blunt side of his sword.
The man yelped, his face contortioning in pure visceral pain. A woman among the crowd screamed at the top of her voice. She bawled out her eyes and tears ran down her face and she refused to be comforted.
The morning dew fell from a leaf, landing on the bruised cheek of the man, causing him to wince more. He nursed the area with his palm. His eyes were bloodshot, clothes torn and hair disheveled like he had been manhandled before being brought there.
His legs were white like they hadn't touched water in days. His last toe on the left leg had broken off and his lips were chapped like one who had run out of body fluids.
“We are sorry, Alpha.” The man begged once again.
“Sorry?” Logan echoed with a tone that felt like mockery. "The laws accept only men with women." He pulled a timid looking woman at his side closer to himself and she trembled.
He forced a kiss down her lips and she whimpered like she had tasted something bitter. He released his grip on her waist and she stood, looking at him with eyes full of fear. He growled at her before she shook again and lowered her gaze to the ground, never bringing it up again.
"I have enough women to myself, but you idiots decide to fuck men instead. Women are meant to be our playthings and not our fellow men. Both of you are a disgrace to manhood.”
“I'm sorry…Alpha,” The man stuttered and clasped both palms together, pleading for mercy.
Logan motioned to the men standing by his side. They nodded their heads in approval and advanced towards the man, with their horsewhips in their hands.
Before he could beg for mercy, the whip landed on his neck, missing his lips by an inch. Another landed on his back. His screams filled the air, but the guards were unrelenting.
The woman that kept crying among the crowd finally tore her way through and knelt before Logan's feet. Her eyes were heavy with tears.
“Please, my alpha. He's the only son in the family. Spare my brother's life. Please, I ….” Her statement was cut short as a vicious whip landed on her back.
“Priya!!!” The man who was being whipped screamed and stretched out his hand to his sister.
Logan's man lashed her a second time with the whip. She collapsed on the floor before he crudely kicked her off the podium.
The crowd circled around her, trying to get her to her feet. Blood leaked through the dress that she wore.
“Silence!” Logan commanded the crowd before returning his focus to the gay man.
His men ceased beating him and one of them kicked him on the head before leaving him for Logan. The man was in a worse state than before, with bruises circled around his body. The corner of his face was swollen and purple.
Logan crouched to his level on the floor and gripped him by the sides of his face. The punished man whimpered as the alpha's sharp nails dug into his skin, even causing droplets of blood to leak out.
“Look at your partner.” Logan ordered. The man shakily turned his head to look at his accomplice who was lying helpless like he was dead.
“Dave, do you want to join your lover?”
Dave shook his head.
“Answer me!” Logan barked and slapped him hard across the face.
“No.” Dave responded weakly.
Logan raised himself from his lowered position and walked towards the unconscious partner.
He dug his hand into his pocket and brought out a dagger. He lowered it to the neck of the man and Dave screamed at the top of his voice.
“No. No. No.”
Logan smiled before slitting the throat of his unconscious partner, rendering him completely dead. He cut off the entire neck and the crowd gasped. An elderly woman among the crowd fainted as he held the head for everyone to see.
"This is what would happen to the rest of you faggots. As long as I'm alive, no gay man would be spared." He dumped the head into the well.
“Give it to me,” He stretched out his hand towards one of his men that was by his side. The man handed him a whip, lined with nails and tiny bits of glass.
Dave swallowed hard as he sighted the whip. He knew he'd be flogged till he denounced his sexuality and agreed to mate with a woman and that was something he detested.
The whip slapped against his skin and the man screamed as the nails dug into his back.
He lifted the whip to the man's face and struck it hard. His face was covered with blood. Shards from the glass got into his eyes, turning them crimson.
The helpless man coughed out blood and laid weakly. "Are you still adamant? Denounce being a gay and swear that you'd mate a woman."
Another lash landed on his face. The man's lips quivered. "I can't,"
Logan's lips curved into an evil smirk. He had witnessed enough of the fooling around. He unsheathed the sword by his side and cut Dave's head off.
The crowd screamed and another woman fainted.
With a satisfied look on his face, he ordered his beta. "Bring in the other culprits.”
It wasn't up to two hours until they got to the human world. The driver had used a shortcut, the same shortcut that they had used while coming to the human world to defeat Caine. The shortcut wasn't allowed to everyone at all times, except you had a really important reason for wanting to use it. But with Silas' lycan influence, they were able to pass through.They got to the human world and Silas directed the driver to Marco's house. They stopped when they arrived there. Silas and Logan came down from the car, while the driver remained.Silas took a deep breath before knocking on the door. A small sound was heard like someone adjusting the door bolts from inside. The door finally opened and Marco was standing there.He raised a brow at first before clearing from the door for them to enter.“You didn't inform me you were coming. What if you came in and I wasn't around?”“Of course I knew that you'd be around. You're always indoors and the main reason for you coming to the human world w
The next day, Logan woke up before Silas. He'd be lying if he said he had enough sleep during the night, because he didn't. He had woken a couple of times during the night, just waking up for no reason at all and staring at the ceiling hard enough.He kept thinking about the next day, if his sister will be found, if everything he wanted to do will actually be possible. He found himself being caught in the same cycle throughout the night—waking up, thinking and going back to sleep.When he woke up, he felt like he had been deprived of sleep. The type of deprivation that you didn't feel sleepy, but still felt sleep deprived. He turned and saw Silas sleeping by the side.Silas had his feet curled up slightly as he slept and Logan thought it was cute. The king was breathing slowly and still sleeping. Logan sat up slowly and gently, not wanting to wake Silas up.Over their time of spending nights together, Logan had come to discover that Silas was a light sleeper. Unlike Logan, Silas could
Logan was still smiling when Silas pulled him closer.The laughter between them had settled into something quieter and warmer and Silas was looking at him with that expression Logan had learned to read over many chapters of being in the same space as him. The one that said he was thinking about something and had already decided to act on it.Logan looked back at him. "What?""Nothing," Silas said. He reached out and pushed Logan's shirt off his shoulder slowly.Logan let him. Silas pushed it further and Logan shrugged it off completely and dropped it beside them. Silas looked at him in the dim light of the room and Logan looked back without covering himself or looking away. That part of him, the part that used to need to argue with every moment between them, was completely quiet now.Silas pulled him in and kissed him and Logan kissed back immediately and put his hands on Silas' chest and felt the warmth of his skin under his palms. Silas was still shirtless from before and Logan ran
LOGAN'S FLASHBACK That night, the family had their dinner. He ate with his father, mother and his twin sister, Elara. The father was saying something about the werewolf farmers who were complaining of their farm animals being killed by strange beasts.Some of the farmers said that the markings on their animals after being ripped apart looked like it was done with fangs. They suspected it was done by a creature and a vampire to be precise.Xavier, Logan's father and the current alpha of the pack didn't believe any of that. He didn't believe that vampires existed and he didn't even believe in the fallen lost city. He just felt like some wild beast had torn the farm animals apart.That was the discussion he had at the dining table with his wife. Logan and his sister were just ten years old then. They paid no attention to what their parents discussed and were more interested in their little sibling quarrel over dinner.They had been tucked into bed to sleep when the sound of gunshots wer
Logan answered his question by kissing Silas deeply. Then he whispered into Silas' ears. “I want to be the one on top this time.”Silas smiled and spread his arms open. “I'm all yours my vampire.”Logan began unbuttoning his shirt. He took off the shirt and then his pants followed suit. He was now naked.Silas looked at him with a smile. “Like I said, I'm all yours.”Silas didn't touch Logan. He allowed him to do his thing. Logan's hands moved and he undid the buttons of Silas' shirt. The shirt came off, then he moved to his pants and slowly took them off.Silas wasn't fully erect, he was still quite dangling. Logan got on his knees and took his partner's cock in his mouth. He sucked it and sucked hard on it and gave him a deep throat. Silas moaned and sank his fingers into Logan's hair.“Come one boy, you're hitting the right spot.” Silas mumbled.Logan took that as motivation. He licked around the pink tip of Silas' cock and licked the edges. When he was done, he got to his feet. Si
Meanwhile, Silas was at his library again. He was waiting with the two men from his council, Rashid and Leon. They had been there for almost an hour and the witch hadn't arrived yet.“Are you sure she said she will be here?” Silas asked as he was getting impatient.Leon nodded. “She told us to meet her at this time at this place. I have no idea why she is late.”Rashid chipped in. “What if she never knew how to fix the crystal ball and was just using us to get the gold and abscond after the payment.”Just when Silas was about to give a response, a knock sounded on the library door.“Come in,” Silas said.The doorknob twisted and the witch stood in front of them with a man by her side. The man was one of the Hericon palace guards. The witch held a basket with one hand. The contents of the basket was covered with a cloth and Silas suspected that it contained the crystal ball.The guard who escorted her bowed and left. The witch entered, closing the door behind her.“My king,” she said,
Logan hesitated, expecting that Silas would take off his long pants for him to give the blowjob. But instead, Silas remained in his chair, his lips curved into a small smirk. He hadn't expected Logan to give him this. He hadn't predicted it at all.“Go on. I'm all yours,” Silas repeated again.Loga
Monty was stunned, but he didn't push him away. Even Logan was stunned too at how he followed his intrusive thoughts and kissed Monty. Maybe the kiss was as a result of him not being able to hold himself any longer after he got aroused from sucking Monty and from watching him suck that banana.The
Monty held a bunch of bananas containing three pieces of bananas. He peeled one and ate as he led Logan. They paused in a room. An empty small room that barely had anything in it except for a bed and a small table. Monty stood close to the window and opened the curtains for light to enter the room.
He woke up to someone tapping him roughly. His eyes opened slowly. He shut them almost immediately as the bright morning light shone in his face.“You,” Eric called out, as he pointed a finger in his face. “You were sent to call Ray, weren't you? The king told me he sent you to do so. You didn't







