Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

Tyler's POV

I thought it will be a peaceful night.

We were bombarded with the news circulating in the pack about a pulp who was found dead in the middle of the woods. The guards who were having their nightly rotation immediately reported to the headquarter's office about the said situation.

"We thought it was a human, but it turns out it was one of our pack, Alpha," Geoffrey, a guard on duty, explained to me. A mixture of jasmine and vanilla filled my nose.I glanced at the far left corner, and there, I saw Elaine's shadow.

Her eyes were telling me that she was worried. Very worried.

I quickly went to her and grabbed her arms. "What are you doing here?!"

"What do you mean?" She scoffed. "Someone from Stella's Soul is dead!"

"As if it was new to you," I growled. "That's why you shouldn't be here, Elaine. Go back to our mansion!"

"Are you kidding me, Tyler?"

"No, I am not." I sighed, my chest felt heavy while my eyes roamed around the place. The guards saw my gesture as a warning to become alert because our Luna is here. My Luna is here. And they must protect my wife at all costs, whatever happens.

"Go back to our house. Beta Jose will escort you out."

However, Elaine seems to be so hard-headed the past few days because she just ignored me. Instead, she went to the hole and knelt in front of the killed pup. "My poor baby..." she whispered so softly that everyone heard it because of the deafening silence.

My jaw moved, and I nodded to Jose to get her the fuck out of here. This is a danger zone. Anyone could attack in a blink of an eye. We still have to find out who killed one of us.

The growing rage inside me wants to do something. I wanted to kill someone, spill their blood on my motherland. I was thinking of many brutal ways to get even. The pup is innocent. This might be accidental, but who the hell cares?

They killed one of us. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

My pack got alerted when we heard a bristle noise. “Protect the Luna at all cost!” I shouted to everyone. I nodded at Geoffrey so he could send a back up right now in case something happens.

"Tyler!" Elaine shouted, and I was ready to kill anyone who touched her. It turns out no one did. She saw something in her eyes. I could sense it. Her big, emerald eyes were shining in fear. As if she just wanted to disappear at this moment.

"Elaine?" Panic began to crowd my sight. "Elaine, what did you see?"

"Tyler..."

"Fuck. You're making me worry." I shook her shoulders, "What is it?"

"I saw... I s-saw the Hearteaters in their true forms. They must've been the one who killed the poor boy."

Hearteaters. Damn them. Hearteaters are led by Rowan, werewolves who have no wolves. Since they can now shapeshift into a wolf and even more than that, they are now a werewolf. Hearteaters are former werewolves that weren't granted and blessed by the Trinity Goddesses. Centuries ago, with the help of an entity that was only known as "The Forest Queen", they are able to walk and roam the earth while gaining their abilities as Werewolves and Shapeshifters as long as they consume hearts of mortals and werewolves to survive and thrive.

Their true forms are wolf-like entities that stand like a man but with ram horns and bat-like hands and arms. Every time they arrive, the sun hides, everything turns cold and the scent of death floods the air.

They used to be rare, and less populated, but now it seems like they were trying to overpopulate... and it's bad. Evil.

And we are doomed.

What the fuck did Rowan do? He must've been planning something ridiculous. Something unpleasant and notorious.noveldrama

"Can you confirm it?" I asked the doctor, who was checking the signs of the dead pup's body. His eyebrows creased while pulling out something from his pocket. With a slim plastic on his hand, he showed me a familiar canine tooth of a Hearteater.

"Damn it. I thought they're endangered?"

But the doctor shook his head and pursed his lips into a thin line. "We all do. But it seems like they're trying to grow their population. I heard cases like this from the mortals. They are targeting the pups and human babies. I researched and found out that they want fresh and healthy hearts, that's why they're targeting the babies... and most especially, the youngsters." "Do you think... the pup was eaten?" Elaine asked and stood up from kneeling. I saw the raging anger on her face. Her cheeks were red, her eyes in bloodshot red, too, and I saw her hands balled in anger.

"Yes, it was indeed the pup that was eaten by a hearteater. Based on the wounds, the deed was done four hours ago. If it was found an hour after she was eaten, we could've saved her." We all looked at the buried pulp with sadness and guilt.

"I'm sorry. I did my best to revive her. But it's too late."

Elaine and I nodded at the doctor before he bid goodbyes to us. I want to punch something, someone, so I grab a random Werewolf's head and shove it to the log of a tree.

"What the hell, Tyler!" Elaine shouted. I didn't want Elaine to be part of our fight or get involved in the sparring, so I brought this man, who was being called Justine by his folks, on the top of the tree. Justine grins at me while spitting blood from his mouth.

This one is well-trained, then.

"Come on, Alpha. Show me what you got!"

His sarcastic voice irritated me. Damn the Hearteaters! I shouldn't have let my guard down. They killed one of us. I will make sure it's the end, and there will be no innocent lives to be taken away. In order to do that, I will kill them all with my own hands. Brutally.

Justine punched me back in the right cheek and grabbed my neck, ready to smash my face on the ground. But I quickly hovered over him and turned his back, squeezed his shoulder blade, and twisted it hard.

He screamed at the top of his lungs that the murder of crows flew from a tree's branch. I was so angry that I started grabbing both of his legs and swinging it to my left and right.

"Someone must die tonight!!!" Wildness gets hold of my head as I slam Justine on the soil. Jose started shouting my name to stop, but I didn't stop-couldn't stop. I imagined him as the Hearteater who killed one of our kind, and that, he must be killed too, tonight. "Alpha Tyler! I'm not a Hearteater!" Justine finally begged, shrieking. "Fucking die, son of a bitch!"

"Tyler!" A familiar feminine voice screamed and held my waist to stop me from killing him. "Please... Tyler, stop it. He's not an enemy. Don't add another grave tonight. One is enough." The loud banging of my chest suddenly slowed down as I felt Elaine's tightening grip on my waist.

In a soothing voice, she says, "Let's have an agreement with the Hearteaters. We will talk to them in a quiet manner."

My jaw hardened. "No truce will freaking happen, Elaine. I will kill every single one of them until the last of my breath."

Elaine shook her head. "Please... I don't want a war, Tyler. You're talking like you're declaring a battle that hasn't even started."

"An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth," I told her. "That's why I will declare a war myself."