Iker's Man 1

It was easy. To let the bullets loose, to let his anger take over, it was probably the easiest thing Iker does. He relished in it. And when he can sink his paws into their necks and tear them apart with his hand, it just gave him a bit more satisfaction.

Iker watches as the man shuddered, his hands freezing, eyes rolling back as he let out a blood-curdling scream. Iker pressed on his boot to where he had already cut the man on his neck. The screams made everyone else flinch a bit, but Iker stood there casually looking at the guy in his face as he asked again - "Where is the case?".

"The - righ- right draw in the cupboard in- in my off- office," the guy stuttered.

"Verify," said Iker simply as he pulled a chair above the guy trapping him between the legs and sitting on it.

"I don't forgive- you know that. But you also know that I respect those who fight me face to face enough to not kill them shamefully, cruelly. But when it comes to backstabbers like you- Alan- " Iker snorted and then lifted the knife and pulled the guy's hand. He started by slicing the nail off. He paid no attention to the screams as he did the same to all the fingers. As a werewolf Alan should be able to heal, however, that's where Iker's special knife comes in. The knife has a silver edge.

Alan was his dad's guard. Algernon had suspected nothing till the guy backstabbed and left with crucial documents from the pack. It took Iker a few days, but he did find the man and here they were. Iker watched as his blood-drenched the ground. He waited till the guy was getting a bit relieved that the torture has stopped before doing it again and again. 

"Sir, we have got it," said Xavier, his beta. 

"Good. Now Acer, go with Xavier and retrieve the documents," said Iker.

Acer is Xavier's mate and he trusted them enough to let them do the task. Then Iker turned to Alan and mercifully raised the gun.

"Here is the mercy you begged for, you pest," said Iker as he shot the man in his head and then got up and stormed out. 

Iker reached the packhouse and he felt all eyes on him. He can smell their fear, anger and even loathing. Like he cared. He just climbed the stairs after slamming the files before his father who looked at it in relief. 

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Iker has always thought of himself as a strong person and he definitely was. He steps down the stairs of his palatial mansion. He can see some of his family members involved in various activities. Iker had a meeting early morning with a rogue leader. He was on edge. The rogues had been teaming up and attacking the northern lands and they have killed ten so far. Negotiation was his dad's idea and he had made it clear that he disagrees. However, ever the diplomat, Algernon had insisted.

Iker looked at his bodyguards. They are the most loyal people he has. They were mostly betas and even a few alphas and omegas. Iker looked on as his brothers came down. He had six of them. All older ones.

 His oldest brother Cristian De Russe is a good man. He is the only one who treats Iker with love and attention and the only person Iker listens to. Cristian at 35 is still unmated. A hulk of a man.

Iker actually wishes his brother would find the mate. Because being the pack's next in line and 'leader', he needed the power from mating. He was already showing signs of withdrawal. While he himself did not care for the shit, he wanted it for his brother.

The next are twins, unidentical, Valen and Terrence. Both, at 30, are mated to two amazing women, Clara and Merena. They were the lifeline of the family and Iker respected them a great deal. They also have kids. Two girls, Satara and Tareya, his nieces. The guys have bullied Iker at times, but mostly pretended he doesn't exist till he grew up to be unavoidable, important.

The fourth is Ethan. He was a nomadic soul. He was Iker's soul brother. Wherever he was, Iker knew that man wished him well. Ethan has suffered the most due to the greediness of the family. 

Then there is the fifth brother. Hale was the happy go lucky guy. Always treats Iker like he is a teddy and not the most dangerous man around. Again unmated, Iker knew whoever got Hale was going to be damn lucky. He was so cute and an omega.

The sixth is Zaleno. Zal never liked Iker. They were almost the same age, except Zal was a few months older to him. The hatred was mutual. They behaved like enemies. Always. Zal was also a hunter, an alpha hunter.

Then there was his stepmother. She was never outright cruel to him. She just ignored him. Iker didn't blame her. Who can bear to look at a living proof of her husband's infidelity, of the fact that she was not his mate? Iker always wondered what would have happened if his other father had not died in childbirth. 

Cristian was glaring at him. "Ike, what is it that I hear? What did you do to Alan?" asked Cristian. 

"Oh, please he is Alan- the backstabber not some saint. Though it pains me to admit it, he did the right thing Alpha Cristian, with all due respect," said Zal rolling his eyes. One thing about Iker and Zal was that Zal agreed with Iker's methods. 

Cristian rolled his eyes like the parent that he was. "Yeah, don't agree on things that matter," he said making the twins snort. Hale looks at them disapprovingly and looks at Iker like Iker thinks his birth father would have. 

"Ike, you have to be careful. Do you know how many enemies you made by humiliating Alan thus? He is the heir to one of the biggest wolf packs in the Arterius region. They have vowed revenge on you-" the mother hen went on with the rant and Iker took his breakfast from Hale's hand and started having it.

Iker did not pay much attention to the rest of the pack though he knew they were staring at him, his grandparents, step-grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews. The one thing they all had in common was that they either hated him or feared him. After the age of 15, he never really bothered with any of them. It didn't matter. He had learned long back that he can never please any of them. So he had stopped trying and now he didn't even care. Actually, he couldn't believe that he once wanted the approval of all these people and felt disgusted by it.

Iker turned to leave. Before that, he went and stood near Cristian. The alpha looked up. 

"I have arranged a meeting for you with the Almero region packs. You must go," he said. Only Iker would dare give an order to the alpha who smiled indulgently. 

"Should I?" asked Cristian as he walked out.

"Yes," said Iker.

"You don't have to send me on random trips you know kid, what if I don't find my mate here either?" asked Cristian.

Iker masks his surprise that his brother knew why he was setting up these random meetings.

"Well, at least some political dialogue for the pack can happen. And I am not a kid" said Iker.

"You will always be my kid" smirked Cristian as he walked off ruffling Iker's well-kept hair.

Iker huffed and looked around to make sure none of his staff or subordinates saw him being treated like a kid. Only Zal and Hale were there, and both were family and not surprised. Hale actually came and hugged Iker. 

"Stay safe, kid," said Hale.

"I am not a kid," said Ike and rushed out trying to block out the idiotic Zal's guffaw.

Avadh looked at the man beneath his feet. He was begging for mercy. A lieutenant of Avadh, he had helped the enemies in kidnapping his younger brother. 

While Avadh is known to be a generous king, touching his blood had wiped any chance of mercy for John who was looking at him pitifully. Avadh bent down his legs on either side of the guy and moved the knife and slashed his throat. He got up and looked at his beta's Jita and Parv. They both nodded and Avadh walked out.

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He had a bath and wore a traditional kurta and came down. It was time for the prayers to the moon goddess. They also prayed to the sun god who kept them safe in daylight, under his watch. He waited as his mother made offerings to the gods. His siblings were all crowding the area. 

Avadh has five siblings. He is the second child and the first is an omega and Avadh loved him more than his father. Ahem is the epitome of love and affection. At 34, the man is yet to find his mate and being an omega, it is taking a toll on him. He is mostly a recluse whose life is all about the family.

Then there are his younger brothers. 31-year-old alcoholic Vansh Alwar who was once a great football player. An injury to his leg had benched him forever. Then there is 30-year-old Arav, already mated. His mate Piya is now his wife. They also have a child, Tara.

Viraat, the next one is 28 years old and a real menace. He is the most outgoing and social of his siblings. The issues he creates are unique in its own way and Avadh always got him out of the shit he lands in. Then there is Atrey. At 24, he is the quietest of the lot. He is also an aspiring writer. All turned and smiled at him and he gave a curt nod.

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Avadh Alwar was named after the ancient land. His name itself held so much of his ancestry and its pride. The king of kings, he did not mind not having a mate at 33. It surely was taking a toll on him, but he held so much power of the ancestors that he was able to function fully unlike many other unmated alphas. 

He is a very busy man. To meet the needs of a mate would be an effort in itself and Avadh did not have time for it. He has to secure his people a safe, comfortable and sustainable life. It was not an easy job and with so much rivalry, revenge and blood politics involved, his attention was required in all corners of his land. The people hailed him as the most powerful king ever. It was not for nothing. 

Avadh sat down as the people who have come to see him came one by one and spoke of their problems. Avadh's subordinates took down notes which he will later go through.

"We have burglar gangs in the northern end, sir. They have been attacking even the kids. Last day, they set fire to a person because he did not have money with him," said an old man, weeping.

"It was my son," he adds. 

Avadh looked at his betas who verified what was being said and nodded in confirmation. That night, Avadh was ready. He stood in the woods ready for the transformation.

In Avadh's place stood a golden wolf, with the royal symbol on his forehead. He looked more like a lion than a wolf. His eyes glowed golden as he howled and ran. Across the region, every wolf stopped on their tracks. The king was on the hunt and not even fellow wolves would want to be on his path at that time. Nature itself made way for Avadh as he was on the path of murder. Avadh came to a stop when he was silver railings.

"Ahha finally the Alpha King has arrived. Apparently, it takes a murder to bring you here. If we had known that, we would have done it earlier itself, " said one of the rogue wolves who stepped in.

Avadh did not even flinch when he realized that he walked into a trap taking the bait for him.

"I don't care about the rumours Alpha King, but no one, not even you can handle silver," said the rogue. Avadh realized who they were. The members of the rogue pack in the far south. They had been dormant for some time now and he had been a bit cautious. It seems his intuition was right.

"You heard right, Aswinder," said Avadh before jumping on them. He pushed his paws deep into the man's neck and tore the neck away from the body and threw it away. He then proceeded to tear apart all 13 of the gang members. The forest stood silently as the king went on a vengeful rage.

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Avadh could feel Ahem's eyes burning holes into his head. Avadh tried to leave before his brother could rage. 

"Where on earth are you running to Avadh Alwar? Get back here!" said Ahem and Avadh stopped knowing nothing can save him now. Not even mom. He knew whichever alpha married his brother; they were going to be whipped. Very much.

"So care to tell me why you had to part the head from the body in all of them. How do we even give them a proper burial?" asked Ahem.

"I have asked them to be burned. You know full well that if I had not split their body, the chances of them surviving is high. The dark mages are out there and will fix them in no time. They will even get more power and have more darkness in them if they come back after death." said Avadh.

Ahem looked at him and closed his eyes. 

"I know all this Avadh, However, you could also have had the executioners tend to them," said Ahem.

"Well, I was angry," said Avadh casually.

"Yes, you were angry and your uncontrollable anger worries me," said Ahem.

"You don't have to worry about me. And brother, I am going to Ilse to meet Algernon De Russe. Care to come with me? " asked Avadh "You mean, you are going to the land of Iker Maximilian De Russe, to the pack of Alpha Cristian Alegre De Russe?" asked Ahem.

"Well, yes. We are signing an MoU, for the port rights," said Avadh.

"And I am invited why?", asked Ahem.

"Just like that. A man can't have his brother travel with him?" asked Avadh "What if I don't meet him there either, Avadh?" asked Ahem.

Avadh looked at him. "We will keep looking and we will find by elder brother in law," said Avadh.

"Okay kid," said Ahem.

Avadh rolled his eyes but walked out without debating the kid part. He knew to choose his battles. And that was a battle he knew he might never win.