The Wannabe Warrior
Chapter 104

Zane POV

The dungeon was full of the smell of b***d and urine, we had killed all the Dark River Pack warriors, the potion they had drunk had shown they had a nasty side, and in the end, none were worth keeping. We needed to remove the Alpha from that pack when the ball was over, and place our men in there. It seems the members were bullied into submission by these power-hungry warriors.

We moved the last of the Northen pack warriors back to the other dungeon, and some of the other warriors that came with Alpha Frederick and Alpha Samuels, men who were not affected by the tainted water. That was an indication they were not party to the shenanigans the Alpha were up to. They were ‘yes’ Alpha warriors, don’t argue or ask questions, but they were lucky they were never part of the insiders, or they too would have had a nasty death.

All in all, we had killed over one hundred rogues and warriors and thrown them on the pyre. It broke my heart to see these strong men, all seasoned warriors, having lost their path, either having lost their mates or kicked out of packs, or power-hungry following corrupt Alpha’s.

I was exhausted and so were Jonathon and Daniel. We had moved the last across to the other cells, and will clean the dungeon later. It was now empty of prisoners, which was today’s aim.

When I reached my bedroom, I was a little shocked to see dad and Madison, working on the computers up there, but then the room was quiet and less likely anyone would think to look for them here, so I nodded internally. Our bedroom was as good a place as any to do what needed to be done on the computers. Both would have needed quiet, to concentrate.

The shower was hot and calming, I needed so much, it was sending all my fatigue down the drain with the water, scrubbed my body three times, and my hair four, till I was content that I had rid myself of the smell of b***d, death and urine. All the men in death urinated and some pooped. It is a normal body reaction, but it still stank and someone had to clean it up after.

Following Dad and Madison down to the dining hall, I was dead on my feet. I hardly paid attention to the conversation they were having, it sounded important and I most likely should have been listening, but I was too tired to be bothered.

The work in the dungeon was physically and mentally draining.

Jonathon and Daniel were both at the table, looking about as tired as me. Although they were able to engage in the conversation at the table, I was going through the motions of putting food in my mouth, chewing, swallowing and putting more food in. I don’t think I even tasted what I ate, and I definitely can’t tell what I ate, it all tasted the same, dirt and dust and b***d. My nose still had the smell of the dungeon in it, and I guess what you smell is what you taste. Well, for me at that moment it was.

Madison nudged me and I got up and followed her upstairs. She led me to our bedroom, and closed the door, gently pushed me to the bed and pushed me to sit down. She removed my shoes and shirt and pushed me to lay down, then somehow managed to pull my jeans off and rolled me over.

What she did after that, I had no idea, because the moment I rolled over and closed my eyes, everything went dark and life disappeared around me, as sleep engulfed me.

The bed was warm and comfortable, and I fought to stay asleep, but I guess my bladder was not going to let me stay in bed. I opened my eyes and g*****d, rolled over and looked at the clock and did a double take. I had slept all night and most of the day, it was already three o’clock in the afternoon. No wonder my bladder was not happy.

Climbing out of bed, I staggered to the bathroom and emptied my bladder, and did the customary blast of wind, the release of pressure made me sigh in relief and I raised my eyes to look in the mirror, and saw a tired man’s eyes looking back at me, after all that sleep, I looked like I had not slept at all.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth, grabbed jeans and a t-shirt and headed out the door. The kitchen sounds like a good place to start my day and, if I am lucky, Mary will have one of her meat pies available for me to devour.

Having filled my stomach, it was time to hunt my mate down. First place was dad’s office.

Waiting outside the door, for the permission to open, seemed to take forever, I finally gave up and mind-linked dad to replace out where he was.

‘Come in, we are in the inner office.’ Dad replied.

The click of the lock and Mitch’s face beamed at me from the other side of the door.

‘Afternoon sleepy head.’ He chimed, and ruffled my hair as I passed him by.

He locked the door behind me and I entered the inner office to see the men I expected to see and my lovely mate, a hologram, was up and it seemed I had interrupted a meeting and there, from what I could see on the hologram, there was a lot of information and some was disturbing.