Lucian’s POV
As ordered, every man gathered in the central yard of the prison—a space typically used for inmate routines, punishments, disciplinary actions, ceremonial gatherings, and the occasional empty speech.
Tonight, however, it would turn into our own play ground.
Jason, Rafe, and I arrived shortly after. My eyes swept over the scene as we stood facing them.
Luis and Paul stood at the front and behind them, twenty guards stood assembled in formation—four neat rows of five. Those off-duty had rushed back as if the devil himself were breathing down their necks.
A few other guards remained stationed along the perimeter—men who hadn’t been part of what happened six years ago. They had been appointed later. Fortunate for them.
I let my voice carry through the yard. "As you all know, we’ve gathered here tonight so I may reward each of you for your efforts in punishing the traitor of our pack... and ensuring she paid for what she did."
My gaze moved over the new guards, "Anyone else here who believes they should be added to the list of honorees?"
No one moved. Smart. They were wary of me.
"They’re here," Jason murmured to me.
I turned my head toward the iron gate just as a row of vehicles entered through it. When they stopped, a few commandos stepped out first—my warriors. The ones I had personally trained, brutal, as disciplined, and as merciless as I was.
The ones standing in the yard were taken aback to see the number of figures clad in heavy commando uniforms and gadgets.
"Alpha," Luis asked, voice low and uncertain, "may I ask... why are they here?"
"Oh, don’t worry," I replied with a cold smile. "They’ve brought the gift I prepared to reward you all."
Soon after, around twenty beautiful women stepped down from the vehicles—dressed in provocative, seductive outfits, their makeup flawless, movements intentional.
I could see their eyes widen at the sight, as if they couldn’t wait to get their hands on them.
"They are here to please you," I said smoothly. "You must be tired—trapped within these dull prison walls for so long. Let them offer you some relief."
A chorus of "Thank you, Alpha," echoed in return, their voices thick with lust, eyes already devouring the women like starved animals.
I announced once more, "Anyone who’s part of that incident of punishing a traitor—by participating in it or even by simply watching her videos—can accept this reward."
As expected, three new guards stepped forward.
"Alpha," one of them said, "we’ve only watched the videos. Our seniors showed them to us. But we wished we’d been there to punish her ourselves... by fucking her."
I tilted my head slightly, my gaze sweeping over the three of them. "Just you three? You kept it to yourselves?"
"Y-Yes... I mean... every guard working in this prison has watched it," the youngest among them replied, his voice trembling slightly.
"Everyone?" I raised a brow and turned to Luis. "Is every guard present here?"
"Yes, Alpha," he answered without hesitation.
My eyes flicked to the five guards who stood apart from the others. "And you? Have you not watched the video?"
"No, Alpha," one of them answered quickly. "We’re new here. We didn’t get to see any of the videos."
"Well... unfortunate for you," I said flatly. "You won’t be a part of this lovely reward."
Their faces fell, but they didn’t know they just saved their asses.
The three eager guards moved to Luis’ side without delay, their expressions gleaming with anticipation.


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