Fear and Regret

It has been a year since my mate ran away and it has been the worst year. I became ruthless and disposed of any pack that tried to undermine me or my pack members. Today my warriors and I planned an attack on some shitty mafia boss because he stole some of our female pack members. I may be ruthless but I still feel the pain of my pack members at the loss of their mates. I round up some warriors and we make our way to the mafia boss hideout. I also hired some shooters to help us since we were at a disadvantage in our wolf forms. I quietly sneak through the front door and snap the nearest guard’s neck, moving onto the next until we reach the second floor where the real fight began. Bullets are exchanged on both sides but with the help of my warriors we win the fight. We continue our gun fight until we reach the last floor, where the women are being kept. I allow the gun men to escort the women out and I enter the last room out of curiosity. I kick open the door and see a guy sitting in t