Page 7 of I Will Make You Mine
Reluctantly, but quickly, they left Marco alone with me.
“Did I upset you, Father?” Marco asked, all jubilation from the massacre gone from his expression. I almost hated to be the one to have to kill the mood for him, but it needed to be done.
I nodded. “Disappointed me, is more like it.”
“What did I do, Sire?”
“Noel explained to me that you only told him half-truths regarding wolves,” I explained.
I knew the moment he understood my meaning by the realization in his expression as his eyes widened a little, and he sighed heavily. “Ahh, Sire, he was bugging the hell out of me that night.”
“No excuse to misinform. I won’t have my children ignorant,” I stated.
Marco nodded. “You’re right, Father. I’m sorry.”
“Is that the only thing you’ve half-assed on?”
“Yes, Sire.”
“Well, you know I can’t let you escape punishment.”
He nodded. “I know, Father.”
“You will not be allowed any sexual gratification for twenty-four hours.”
His mouth dropped open and the look of horror on his face was classic. I wished I had a camera so I could have captured it. “Please, Father, beat me, give me silver dust, I’ll drink a whole cup of it, anything but that.”
Oh, good lord. “You’re carrying on badly,” I said with a chuckle.
“Father, you know how I need to have my cock in a tight hole every night. I gotta bust at least two nuts, Sire,” he pleaded.
“Twenty-four hours, if you continue to protest, I’ll double it,” I warned.
He nodded once. “Yes, Sire,” he said, immediately ceasing his whining and protesting.
I knew it was a harsh punishment for him. Already, his cock was hard and he was probably planning on fucking one of his brothers when he got back to his car. He really didn’t have any restraint when it came to satiating his lust. Something Noel learned quite well during his time training with Marco. The two fucked constantly, and I knew Noel was looking forward to getting a break from his big brother. He was also looking forward to patrolling his district.
“Getting back to more serious matters, Deacon warned me of a possible Alpha attack on Josef and Dante, which may come at any time.” I didn’t much care for that, although I knew it was a possibility. I continued to give instruction. “You three will join me at Josef’s house and make sure the vampires of District Six are prepared. If there is an attack, we will kill as many as we can. Therefore, once the sun sets, you and your brothers will each take a section of his territory and collaborate with the enforcers I’ve set up there.”
Marco nodded. “What about Donovan and Noel, Sire?”
I shook my head. “I need some of my Generals in New Haven, as well as their sons, to keep order. They should also be on alert in case these disgruntled wolves seek to attack my territory. It would be foolish to do so at night, but you never know with impulsive wolves.”
“Yes, Sire. I’ll get right on it.”
Marco walked away and I knew a part of him was pissed at me for dealing out such a cruel punishment as to deny him sexual pleasure for twenty-four hours. But the other reason he moved with haste was because he knew I was serious and wanted to set things in motion. Time was of the essence. This district was still new and wasn’t as organized as my others. For one thing, my General was just getting settled in. This was about to be his first night in his new territory. His son, my new Lord, had yet to beembraced. But at least I established vampire enforcers to keep order.
A lot had changed since I’d taken over New Haven. For one thing, I had more enforcers to help police the districts, and they reported to the Lords any and all disruptions. My Generals received reports from the Lords, and if it was a matter that they needed to attend to, they did. On normal nights, my sons ran their patrols, keeping order along with my Lords and enforcers. Vampires were now allowed to travel or live in any district they wanted to, but they did have to wear the brand of their Lord on their necks or wrists so we knew which Lord was responsible for them. So far, the vampires of New Haven really enjoyed being able to travel to other areas of our territory. I also ordered the creation of safe houses for vampires who couldn’t afford to make their own homes a fortified sanctuary. I had four in my territory alone.
Of course, I made it the responsibility of the Lords to make sure every vampire had a safe place to sleep during the day that was powerful enough to protect them from a supe attack. Expensive, but necessary. Which was why it was so important to have wealthy Lords. It was a good thing Josef was rich, Dante was going to need his finances to extend to his own son. Had Dante not been Josef’s mate, it would have been something I would have done. But Dante has a financial source, now. As Josef’s mate, they’d share everything. Josef didn’t seem like the selfish type, especially with how much he wanted Dante and how long he had waited for him.
I was building my empire, making Ara’s Kingdom my own, with respect to him, of course. He would have the greatest Kingdom in all of the Legion. I walked out of the raggedy house just in time to see Marco’s mustang pull away, tires screeching down the street. Satisfied with our raid on this cell, I took to the skies, heading toward the direction of Josef’s home. He and Dante should have been there by now. The thing that was bugging me in the back of my mind was Deacon and those humans he had captured. It was true they had taken his mate and were seconds from killing Elijah, so I could understand his rage. But I didn’t like not being able to question the human suspect, Chandler, to get his side of the story.
Humans were known to brag about other humans’ accomplishments, claiming them as their own. I had no way of knowing if this Chandler was the person actually responsible for killing Logan or Josef’s wolf. It could have been the work of two rebel cells, an inside job, or even another supe. I needed to settle this. I really wanted to get my hands on Chandler. Deacon had better come through on that one. It was true, he didn’t really owe me anything, but a favor for a favor was always the smart play.
As for these wolves thinking they were going to attack my son, my wolf pack, and on my territory, well, they had better rethink that shit. I would show them no mercy, and whomever I killed, well, I’d claim their territory too. I’d take over all of the wolf territories if I fucking felt like it. And if they did attack me, then I would. I just had to make sure Josef and Dante completed their mating ritual. It would strengthen Josef and his pack, I just didn’t know how yet. But if we were attacked, then I was going to need Josef and Dante’s pack to be in its best shape before I went to war with them at my side.
If they were worried about me taking over one wolf’s territory, I’d like to see how happy they’d be when I came for theirs. Nobody fucked with me or mine and lived. I wasn’t too happy with Deacon thinking he could sit this out, either. Perhaps I’d give him another chance to make a wise choice. If he stood by my side during this attack, I was sure he would demand territory… it was his nature. I’d be inclined to give it to him, as it would only be fair payment for his assistance. I already knew he’d demand it. Deacon was shrewd as fuck, manipulative, but highly intelligent. He had to be to be able to control his own territory while having the smallest pack to date in the wolf lands. It might be advantageous for him to start growing it.
