Fates Hands

Chapter 8

###WARNING### Strong language and situations. ####

Alpha Micheal met with his brother at their second pack house, the first house was for show, where the family lives and all looks fine and dandy. That was for when they would have offical visitors.

The second pack house was their play house, it was where all the buying and selling of young females was taking place. It also served as their own personal whore house. They also made drug deals as well as running guns across state lines. They were well on their way to being noticed by the international league of the Mob. They even had a few of the Mob bosses here for parties.

The hottest thing going at the moment, is selling young she wolves in heat. They would find their mates, the mates in turn get to have their first mating, however they do not mark them. This causes the females a few days or weeks later to go into heat. Of course the females went to their mates when this happens and instead of getting the heat taken care of they are sold that night to the highest bidder.

By the time that the females are sold they are so far into the thrall of heat that they are almost insane.

Thus making them a really good fuck

There are a few that unfortunately commit suicide after that but hey there are always more. Most of the time the females are broken inside because of the way the mate bond gets broken. Makes it easier to keep selling them. They keep going into heat untill they get pregnant.

Which brings them to another part of their “what they like to call the factory.” The pregnant females are put into individual cages until they give birth, then the babies are sold on the black market. Some of the females are then put back into the prostitution part of their organization, while others have to be disposed

They also have a branch that is only for human girls and children to be sold on the black market.

They are also starting another branch with young boys, it is just a starter program right now but it is showing some great profits. They are making a killing, with last years profits alone, close to two billion and this year promises to be bigger.

He had been thinking on new ways to advertise his merchandise, he had his cousin putting together a national and international catalog of sorts to send out. So buyers could see his variety of selections, also they can learn when auctions will be. Of course everything has a code name instead that is how it keeps going, for instance he thought himself clever when he listed girls under 18 as calves, girls under 12 are lambs and females above 18 are sow’s.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Most of the profits go into an off shore account, Micheal was pretty certain that his brother and his family would be pissed if they knew what name he put it in. After all he didn’t lie to them, he did put it in their daughters name. Just not the one they wanted it to be in.

That is the other reason he had to get that little bitch back, he needed to have her digitally finger printed ,so he would have them for the opening and transfers of the funds into another secret account that only he knew of. He would leave his brother something of course, something much smaller than what he is expecting.

His niece Lily on the other hand is very useful, especially on the nights he gets stuck in the other pack house. Mostly though she brings him a lot of human girls as well. He wasn’t expecting to hear from his enforcers for a few marehe...though.

So he asked his brother if he wanted to sample one or two of the new girls, to pass the time.

When the six enforcers for the Rising Moon Pack, came to a stop at a dead end gravel road, they knew that it wasn’t a good thing. Human’s always thought that they were clever , as it turned out this time they’d managed to get one over on them.

They got out of their car’s, “we are going to shift right here and go hunt down some stupid humans, lets show them what they are messing with. Play with them for a bit first, before you finish them. Remember keep one alive, We need to know about where they are keeping the girl”

Just as they were about to shift, one of the enforcers sniffed the air one more time. He went pale and tapped on the shoulder of his partner. He told him to take a sniff. When his partner did, his face turned pale too. They both went to their leader, Benny.

“Sir, I think we are in over our heads here. We need to get out of here now.” At that moment however the wind had shifted in another direction, their leader sniffed the air and of course caught nothing of interest.

“If you two idiot’s are done fooling around and can stop acting like stupid little girls. We can go have some fun before we get the girl, The scanner says she is here nearby.”

The two enforcers looked at each other in knowing, just as the tires on their vehicles started blowing out, one of the enforcers yelled, “SNIPER!!” as they all dove for cover.

They were hearing very loud growls coming from all around them, some close, others in the distance.

Then came the chopping of teeth. A very loud clacking noise that sent fear down the spines of the enforcers. It was coming from everwhere at once. Just then the wind shifted yet again and this time all the enforcers picked up the scent, swearing when they recognised the scent that was drifting to them,…..It’s a Sleuth of Werebears!!!.

Alpha Micheal was at the warehouse when one of his enforcers came up to him. “Sir, we have a late night delivery.” ” Delivery.? We don’t have any scheduled for tonight.” They walked out to the loading dock area as a semi backed up to the door.

His men inspected the two pine crates, one could be a coffin the other was a big cube. They forklifted them to the floor in front of the Alpha. They were shrink wrapped and nailed shut. Written on top of the crates in big words were, “FRAGILE”. The boys thought that was funny, “Hey, it’s just like The Christmas Movie.. Frageeelee.

There was also a big envelope taped to the side of one of the crates. They took it off and handed it to the Alpha. Then they started to open the crates, and popped the lids off with crowbars and then it was just silence. Both of the enforcers closest to the crates started puking.

Inside the coffin shaped one were four of what was left of the enforcers he sent after the girl.

When Alpha Micheal looked inside, what he saw was something out of a horror movie. The heads were removed along with their hands, feet, legs and arms. The torso’s were tied together in a bundle. There wasn’t any blood, where the holy hell was their blood!!

They all stood there in silence that was when they heard muffled groans coming from the cube shaped crate. This one was also labeled Fragile but no one was making jokes this time.

They opened the crate this time with some reservation, once the lid was off, it was a different story although just as bad in its own way. In the middle of the crate were the last two enforcers, one alive and the other dead.

His enforcer that was alive, was hog tied up in such a way that his ass was in the air. Sticking out of his ass was the head of the dead enforcer. They shoved it up him face first. This time though they didn’t drain the blood, the smell coming form the crate was overwelming.

Alpha Micheal let his men tend to the living enforcer. He was so filled with rage that he couldn’t see straight. He yelled out for all of his enforcers to meet in the morning. They were going to pay for this, girl or no girl. Should they find her though, his plans for her have changed, she wasn’t going to be sold off. He was going to put her in the pit and make her wish she stayed the spare.

Then Micheal remembered that the prince was coming next week to pick up Spare, he’d already paid two million in advance. The shit was going to hit the fan for sure if he didn’t get that little bitch back. Of course the deal was that she had to be a virgin, but there are ways around that though.

He then found himself a corner and opened the envelope, inside was a note……..”Gonna have to do