Lucas 

It was weeks after I heard about Ian Grayson. 

"Did he says anything?" I asked Keegan as I lean on the car, puffing cigar with my blood soiled hand after giving the man a beating. 

"No, my Alpha. I cut All of his fingers but he hasn't said a word about Ian." Keegan replied, wiping his body hands with shirt before throwing it in the bin.

"Fuck. Just end him. He have no use anymore. He won't say a thing." I cursed hitting the car.

"Okay, would be back in a minute." Keegan replied fading away.

"Just who the Fuck is Ian and why is he having this big...