Corruption MxM

Chapter 17

---Anders' POV---

Slowly but surely, my island was turning back into its former glory ; a serene and quiet place, void of other people roaming around.

There was still some families that were lingering around whilst my allies dealt with the fallout of us eradicating the pack hierarchy.

The Red Hill's pack wasn't the same after we killed off the fake Alpha, the corrupted Elders and most if not all of the royal guard.

It had left the remainder of the pack in an uproar, scrambling to find a form of unison, something that would hold the pack together.

Luckily, that was where Willem came into play. The old lycan had easily taken over the pack and was willing to govern over it until the rightful Alpha had been found.

Of course, several of the corrupted pack members had yipped at the idea of an outsider ruling the pack, suggesting that it would be better to pick someone among their own.

Of course, the rest of the pack had balked at the outrageous idea ; an Alpha needed to be a strong individual, capable of maintaining order and fighting off possible intruders.

What other canine shifter was stronger than a Lycan?

Naturally the corrupted members had tried to usurp the throne, challenging Willem in a fight. A fight he won with cheeky ease, as he had even allowed the wolves to work together and fight him six to one.

It was a humiliating defeat on their end and Willem had spent the next following days rooting out the members whom were still under the influence of the old pack's hierarchy.

Males, females, some barely pups that were being paid to spy and inform their employers what was going on. Willem rooted them all out, throwing them in the prisons to let the rightful heir deal with them, whenever they were found.

It would perhaps be tough, placing a normal werewolf back on the throne after a Lycan had sat on it. But Willem had already waved away my worries; any Alpha that was being endorsed by a Lycan was an Alpha the pack would gladly support.

"Really Anders, you're doing me a favor. I've been bored out of my mind during the past few centuries, so cleaning house in a small pack like this is quite entertaining." Willem had grinned widely, cracking his neck when I had proposed my plan to him.

Whilst he was playing house, so to speak, Vanessa, Elvira and Craig had been roaming around to both find clues of the Alpha's whereabouts and to eliminate any of the corruption that had slipped through the system.

As a Dhamphir or half human, half vampire, Craig could quite easily blend into the crowd. The blonde, curly haired twink didn't look a day older than twenty, combined with his disarming smile and wide-eyed innocent gaze, he was quite capable of winding just about anyone around his finger.

Vanessa on the other hand was a pureblooded demon and a rather valuable asset in this case. She was capable of sensing the malice pouring off an individual miles away, could read their thoughts and could sense anyone lying to her face.

Currently she was heading for the Supernatural Council to pull some strings, and mostly to see if anyone at the Council was behind this mess.

It would make sense as to why a well-known pack could suddenly change leadership in the span of a few days with not so much of a peep from the upper echelon.

I chuckled when warm hands splayed over my stomach, making an attempt to slide further down before I placed my hands on Benji's.

My mate flashed me an adorable pout when I turned to him, arching an eyebrow questioningly. Normally he wasn't this bold, especially with Vane and Elijah just a single room away.