I've never been known to be gentle or kind. Growing up I was taught that emotions pull the strong ones down. Even as I stare at the man tied up before me I feel absolutely no remorse,all I care is that he is a traitor and deserves to die. I stood there as Ace carved him up like a fucking jack-o'-lantern with a manic smile on his face while blood dripped down his face. Calix and I just stood there and let him have his fun before killing that good for nothing traitor. As the next and only heir to our family business I couldn't show any emotion whatsoever.
Calix,Ace and I practically grew up together since our parents were friends since highschool,so I guess we're really one big 'happy family'.Well that's what it was like until our mothers went out for their usual girls night out when they were murdered,after their deaths none of our fathers were the same . We were bred into killing machines and given our first mission when we first joined highschool.
Ten years down the line, we've killed more people than our ages combined.After killing the bastard,we cleaned ourselves up before heading downtown to our favorite café.
Walking into the café,we headed to our booth and waited patiently for the waitress to come take our order.As we were talking a familiar scent hit me and I subconsciously turned towards it and saw the waitress walking towards us ['MATE' my wolf howled out ] and for a second I thought she'd feel the pull because she was a wolf too but she didn't,my guess she hasn't presented her wolf yet meaning she's not yet 20.
She walked over to our table to get our order and I was staring a bit too hard but she didn't seem to notice but Ace and Calix noticed and I knew I was in for it.
She took our order and left and I just couldn't help following her movements.And there went my mouth again pulling up into a too wide grin,Ace and Calix were snickering at my behavior.
I knew I had to have her, she looked so pure,so innocent,so....MINE
When she brought our order I gave her a tip and she smiled at me and I swear my heart forgot how to function for a second. As she turned to leave I caught a glimpse of her name, Astrid,and she also had a tiny dahlia tattoo on her wrist.
As we waited for our order a group of girls walked to our table but I couldn't be the least interested, my gaze was trained on my mate.Ace on the other hand was having a blast talking to them .At first glance Ace looks like the most eligible bachelor in town with his blond curly hair, ocean blue eyes not to mention rich and very,very handsome but he is the perfect replica of an angel with a devil personality.
Calix has always been the silent one, deciphering every encounter with anyone and everyone,well except me and Ace,His hair is onyx black that always looks messy no matter what he does ,his hazel eyes can hold anyone captive.He is our strategist and can't stand the touch of a woman due to past trauma (yeah he's gay😏).
It's been a month since I started following Astrid like a total psychopath,but we've already established that I am in fact a homicidal maniac,so me stalking Astrid is a minor offence in my book.....right?
Her life's pretty boring but I have this nagging feeling at the back of my mind telling me Astrid isn't as scared as she looks that she's a force not to be reckoned with but I'm yet to prove how true that is.Till then I'll just continue stalking - I mean protecting her - from far like a gentleman (oh damn)