《Dark Desires (MxMxMxM)》ØÑ3
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I was in my office finishing up some paperwork about an allieship from our neighboring warlock clan when one of my betaest friend Tyson walked in but knocked first.
"Alpha,good evening. There has been a discovery made. Turns out some clan warriors have been abusing the omegas", anger consumed me,I stood up,with clenched fists as my eyes dilated.
" How was I not aware of this Augustus?! ", I growled lowly at my beta.
" Forgive me your highness, I had suspicions on the matter but I had no proof but I didn't want to tire you about the matter since you had a lot on your plate last week", he explained bowing his head in submission.
"Let's just go", he nodded,leading the way as we madt downstairs by the golden,gray and red highlighted staircase.
The kingdom's interior design was extremely Porsche. The red long curtains with gold and silver swirls made into delicate designs.
Every double door,or any wooden furniture was made from delicate sandalwood and enchanted carvings on them.
The expensive chandelier hung from the ceiling in the ball room,diamond crystals delicately placed on them to create an illuminated yet magical place with its reflection.
Passing by the heavenly scented throne room,they walked into the massive expensive looking kitchen where there was a commotion.
The beta quickly dismissed the other omegas that weren't involved and as the crowd cleared up,returning to their chambers because they didn't like being in the presence of their king,bowing in respect, they quickly left on trembling feet and racing hearts from experiencing and feeling their king's anger.
Before Iris sitting on the chairs were four boys,all omegas.
The nurses were fixing them up,their bruised faces,bloodied forms.
The omegas stood up midway being checked and knelt in front of their king.
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They didn't speak,just stood there,not speaking.
"Who did this?!", Iris's anger ran thin as the omegas shook in fear.
" Please tell us who did it", Tyson spoke softly.
" Your highness,it was Chance, Tyler and Rick", the beta mind linked the warriors in training and send them down to the torture chamber for questioning.
Leaving the injured omegas under the care of the healers. I gave all four boys permission to rest and only take care of the pups since it was the lightest job offered.
All they had to do was supervise the pups in the nursery homes when their parents were at work.
I walked into the staircase that led to the underground torture chamber.
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After I had equally punished the teenage warriors,my beta and followed me to the coven grounds to train the higher hand warriors and the first line defenders.
They all got on one knee,baring their necks in respect as I passed by,even afew women.
My gamma was a hot headed girl named Sandra Coldes.
She was very skilled and I'd considered her a good Luna with her fighting skills but she's not exactly 'Luna material'
She's mean and hates the pups but she keeps them safe and I'd trust my life with her.
We met at the academy and I chose her as my gamma making her pack happy that they she served a high position for the deadliest and largest kingdom in all the 15 isles.
Allow me to introduce myself,Im Iris Scarlatti Volturion,king of the hybrids.
Im the most deadliest and powerful alive since im a hybrid.
Im 25 years of age and I still haven't found my mate yet.
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