A Luna for Alpha Kieran-Chapter 68: Could it be her?

[ Blackmoon pack - Underground Dungeons ]

Kieran was deep beneath the pack’s stronghold, in a soundproof chamber soaked in blood.

The air reeked of iron and sweat, of fear and piss.

The stone walls were slick with it, the floor was a sticky mess of crimson and vomit. Chains rattled against rusted hooks, and in the center of it all, a rogue hung by his wrists.

Kieran stood over him, his knuckles split, his sleeves rolled up to the elbows, his forearms streaked with red.

His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths, his wolf barely restrained beneath his skin. His eyes...wild, feral, glowing.

"One more time," Kieran growled, his voice raw from hours of snarling. "Where is she?"

The rogue spat blood onto the floor, his lips peeling back in defiance...desperation."I told you... I don’t fucking know!"

Kieran’s fist crashed into the man’s ribs. A wet crack echoed through the chamber, followed by a scream.

"Wrong answer."

He grabbed the rogue’s hair, wrenching his head back. "You ran with Selene once. I know that very well. You know her routes. You know where she fucking hides."

"I don’t...it’s been ages since I worked for her...I swear..." Kieran’s claws slashed across the rogue’s chest, peeling skin from muscle.

The man howled, his body jerking against the chains.

Kieran turned to the table at the side...lined with tools no civilized creature should possess...and picked up a serrated blade, still wet from the last round perhaps.

Without warning, he pressed it into the rogue’s thigh, sawing deep. The rogue screamed like his soul just left through his mouth...an animalistic sound, hoarse and raw.

Kieran did not stop. He slashed the chains making the rogue’s body fall on the floor with a thud. Then he pulled him by his hair and threw him on the spiked chair.

Kieran leaned in, whispering in his ears like a lover."You see, I don’t give a fuck if you didn’t take her. I don’t care if you weren’t there. But someone in your filthy little network knows something. And until I find her, I will keep carving pieces off every single one of you bastards until the gods themselves start spitting up the truth."

The rogue was shaking uncontrollably now, blood cascading down the chair, mixing with the already sticky floor.

" Please Alpha...please don’t..." And then suddenly as if something clicked in his head..." I think...I...I heard..." the rogue gasped, eyes rolling back.

Kieran’s hand stilled.

"What did you hear?" he growled.

The rogue’s lips trembled. "...a trade...a shipment...someone said a girl was being moved...powerful aura...near the Dead Marshes. Th...they said she was drugged."

Kieran’s entire body went still.

The blade clattered to the floor.

His voice dropped, soft and deadly. "Who said that?"

"I don’t...I don’t know his name...just...just called him Vance...or Lance...some shit like that..."

Kieran’s eyes constricted,suspicion oozing from his gaze. " Listen motherfucker...Your fucking vague word means NOTHING to me! NOTHING!"

He grabbed a rusted blade from the table beside him,with jagged edges. The rogue’s eyes widened.

"Wait...ALPHA WAIT...THERE’S MORE..."The rogue sobbed, his body convulsing. "I...I heard... more rumors..."

Kieran paused but his grip tightened on the blade. "What rumors?"

" Someone...in the Dead Marshes..." the rogue gasped. "Has been... buying girls... for blood magic...it’s not new...they have been doing this for a while now..."

Kieran’s blood turned to ice.

"What girls ?"

"Young ones... strong ones..." The rogue coughed, his voice failing. "Ones with... power..." Kieran’s fist connected with the rogue’s mouth before the sentence was finished, teeth scattered across the floor.

Then he turned to the other chained figures in the shadows...about five of them at the moment...all wide eyed and shaking.

"You fuckers hear that?" Kieran’s voice echoed like thunder. "One of you better know who Vance or this Lance is.And I will also need full details about this motherfucker buying those girls!!! Or the next round of screaming will make this one sound like a lullaby."

No one answered.They simply stared at each other and shivered.

Kieran’s lips twisted into a snarl. "Fine."

He moved to the next rogue and pulled a glowing iron brand from the coals behind him. "No...no...please...Alpha, please..." The man whimpered,literally pissing himself as Kieran came closer.

Kieran did not slow down. He pressed the brand into the man’s stomach... frying his flesh and skin.

The rogue howled, thrashing against the chains as the stench of burning flesh filled the air. "I WILL TALK...I WILL FUCKING TALK..."

Kieran paused. "Then talk. Fast.I am already losing my patience.I don’t have the whole damn night! "

The rogue sobbed, voice shaking. "Vance...he operates near the Outlands...Beyond the Bloodfang territories...on the other side of the mountains.He operates under a false crest. Deals in blood trade, witches, and rare blooded wolves.Fuck! I swear he will kill me once he gets to know I let the information out. He got moles in most packs. Fuck...I’m so screwed..."

" Finish what you were saying,Rogue.Vance might kill you. But I promise I won’t make it quick. Choose your death. Whichever feels easy!"

" Fuck! " The rogue cursed under his breath. "Alright...Alright...I heard...he has been paid to smuggle someone special this time. A she wolf with royal fucking lineage...that’s what we heard...nothing much...nothing concrete...it all just might be baseless rumors, Alpha. I am being honest. That’s all I got! "

Kieran’s heart slammed in his chest.

Autumn? Could it be Autumn?

" You said Royal blood? Like from an Alpha’s household? "

The rogue could barely nod! " I say that’s all we heard... We were just hoping we could make some quick cash if we helped around. You see, getting some hot shot isn’t easy. We were scavenging in that area hoping Vance would give us the job. But we never met him. We didn’t even come across his men."

Could it be Autumn? Roanoke only said she wasn’t his... but he never said who was Autumn’s biological father!!!

Kieran slammed the wall, making plaster and stone rain down as everyone flinched... including the guards...

If only he could wrench that old geezer’s neck around . Only he knew how much the mere sight of him made his blood boil... only he knew how helpless he was in front of that tyrant... he could only imagine what Autumn had to go through living under him... and now this...

That bastard was the one responsible for pushing Autumn off the edge... he literally took her away from him... literally this time... after the forced marriage...

Kieran staggered back a step.

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