Disastrous Discovery

London

It's been a week since the emergency meeting was last held, and it pleased me to the core to see my pack members now always acting alert, engaged, and well-behaved.

As an alpha, it is my duty to ensure discipline and order within my pack.

I guessed that sometimes a little violence is all it takes to set everything in disarray straight.

I observed them, and I was pleased to see the results of my actions reflected in their well-behaved and fear-filled demeanor.

I should be doing this more often to show everyone their place and give them no chance to misbehave.

Anytime I walk around for a meeting or stroll, I catch sight of my pack members huddled together, their eyes darting nervously in my direction. The tension in the air was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction coursing through my veins. They have learned their lesson well.

They always lowered their heads in a submissive posture, indicating a newfound respect for my authority. Their fear was written all over their faces, etched deeply into their every glance and gesture. It was a powerful reminder that my leadership was unquestioned and unchallenged.

Although some might perceive their fear as a sign of weakness, I saw it as a testament to my abilities as a leader. I ruled with an iron fist, so nothing I did was new to them.

I could feel Fuyu snickering in the depths of my consciousness. He rolled his eyes at me for daring to love the results his brash actions yielded, knowing between us he was the one with the true iron first.

I sighed, hating that Fuyu could really be very petty and childish whenever he decided to. Like we were one body, so anything he did automatically meant I did too.

However, believe me when I say he was very childish and doesn't understand this theory. It bothered me because this was what I always went through whenever I disagreed with him and canceled his options of doing whatever it was we disagreed on him doing, and he ended up doing it, which proved positive.

He would never let me live it down or breathe anymore. Such a selfish prick.

He huffed again, and I gritted my teeth in frustration at his constant distraction. Knowing him, it was fueling his ego to seek out a reaction from me; to cut a long story short, he was doing this to annoy me, and damn, yes, was it working effectively.

I cracked my sore neck, trying to ease the stress knots building up in my neck. I rubbed my nape, my left eye twitching slightly as the paperwork that had sat on my table for the past freaking three hours and was urgently in need of my signature stared back at me.

I was supposed to have thoroughly read through all the paperwork stacked on my table and successfully signed those that seemed reasonable and fair. But so far, I've only successfully gone through one, and what infuriated me even more was that it was useless and an utter waste of my time. I regretted not ripping it to shreds the moment I set my eyes on it.

And now, Fuyu's highly annoying glare and snickers—in fact, everything he was doing right now, even his silence—was poking my nerves and making it highly impossible to effectively get work done. I have spent three fucking hours reading one line over and over and over again.

My heart pounded in my chest like a drum, the heat of anger coursing through my veins. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire as I struggled to contain the storm within me.

The desk before me stood as a symbol of my mounting frustrations, and my fingers curled into tight fists, nails digging into my palms, as I took a deep, shaky breath. My vision became blurred, tainted by a red haze that clouded my reasoning and fueled my impulsiveness.

And then, as if possessed by some primal force, like I had reached the peak of my frustration,I lash out. I slammed my left palm against the desk's surface with a deafening thud, the impact sending a shockwave through the room. Papers flutter in the sudden gust of air, a testament to the raw power behind my strike. A guttural roar rips its way from my throat, an animalistic expression of the rage that has consumed me.

Fuyu lazily raised his huge head, tilting it quizzically at me. His unbothered and innocent expression stung really bad because one would think he was not responsible for anything at all and it was all me.

"Really?!" I screamed out loud, damning to hell the ability to use my inner voice in communicating with him.

He rolled his eyes with a groan, resuming to rest his head on his paw, as if bothering to raise his head was a complete waste of time. It infuriated me so badly how excellently he could pull off not caring because, sincerely, he did not care!

I knew this very well, and sometimes it hurt.

"Are you really going to do this right now?" I ran a hand through my face, slumping into my seat with a deep exhale.

He gave me a sideways glance that gave no hint of a befitting reply. His penetrative red eyes had the ability to pull you into a deathless pit and trap your consciousness.

"Are you going to seriously ignore me right now?"

He was making me act like one whining bitch, which was making me pissed further.

He raised his head in my direction, squinting his eyes at me. His voiceless reaction was really eating up my nerves. He let out a silent growl before slowly standing to his full gigantic height.

I clutched my chest with a pained groan as a sudden dull ache and icy chill wafted through me. I bent over, gripping the edge of the table, as my heartbeat grew painfully slow and my breaths strained. I knew this pain too well, and honestly, nothing ever prepared me for it the few times it came.

I blinked rapidly, counting down silently to numb the pain. I hated having to go through this whenever Fuyu decided to materialize. My heart rate slowly got back to normal, and right before me was my very beloved wolf, his snow-white fur glistening in all its glory.

The dimly lit room accentuated his bright red eyes, and his heavy breaths fanned the room. It was impossible for a normal wolf to do this, but Fuyu and I were far from being normal.

I exhaled deeply, slumping into my seat and feeling extremely tired. The chills never reduced their iciness, and my body was growing increasingly cold by the minute.

My lips trembled as every breath I took threatened to freeze me. I sniffled before leaning forward to pour myself a drink. I eyed the pile of paperwork sitting on my table and sighed in frustration. It's safe to say that I wasn't getting those done anytime soon.

The corner of my eye found the big creature making himself comfortable on the thick rug. I gulped down the glass of whiskey, enjoying the burn as it went down my throat.

"Why are you here, Fuyu?" I squinted as his presence brought chills to the atmosphere.

"It gets boring getting locked away in the confines of your mind. A change of environment is necessary." His voice was cold as well and devoid of emotion.

I chuckled to myself, my annoyance dying away slowly at the mere sight of him. He was just like his personality, even in appearance, exuding a deadly aura that was calm, cold, yet devilish. What amused me was the fact that he was a part of me; most of his personalities were part of mine, and mine was part of him.

"You shouldn't be out for so long; you know the effects it usually has on me and us." I took another large gulp.

"Don't worry, you're not going insane." He scoffed, and I almost laughed at his way of trying to make me feel better, but too bad I was in pain.