Alpha Damon's Greatest Regret
Chapter 60- Wheelhouse

Chapter 60: Chapter 60- Wheelhouse

DAMON~

The faint sound of metal clanking, the mumbled sounds of people talking, the cold iron of the chains that were wrapped around me, my vision was slowly clearing as I looked around the environment I was currently in, large cargo containers filled the room, stacked on top each other and spread through the space, it looked like a wheelhouse, with people sitting and standing on the metal railings that held up the roof of the building, their eyes fixed on me who was chained to a chair in the center of the wheelhouse.

"Carlos," I called out weakly, he was chained too, his back against mine but his head was still slumped forward, he hadn’t woken up.

"Wow, you’re already awake." The man who shot me said, I looked in the direction of the voice and saw him sitting on top of a red container a few meters away from me, with brown scattered dreaded hair, dark chocolate skin, faded brown eyes, and a faint mustache that still somehow manage to cover his pink lips.

"Where am I?" I asked, my words still sluggish but no one replied instead the man jumped off the container and walked towards me, he leaned down to my level.

"How the fuck are you awake?" He asked, amusement filling his words as he spoke.

"Urghhhhh—" I groaned weakly, the effect of whatever they did to me still present, I could feel it wearing off but the progress was slow.

"One of those darts knocks down a wolf for half a day and two barely kept you down for an hour, So I’m guessing you’re a very high-rank wolf." The man said, I tugged at the chains that held me down and he took a cautious step back.

"So that would mean that your wolf would be monstrous, so why were you using your bare hands to fight huh?" The man said, he looked at me "Wait, is there something wrong with you wolf?" He continued, his amusement growing with every word that left his mouth.

"Fuck you," I said, my voice a little bit clearer, he chuckled as he stepped back.

"Your friends are still asleep though." He said as he walked past me and placed his hand on Carlos’s shoulder.

"Huhhhhhh!" Carlos took in a deep breath as he suddenly woke up, the man jerked back in surprised.

"What the actual fuck!" He exclaimed with a chuckle "Nah you two built different."

"Carlos, are you ok?"

"Yeah—ye——I think so," Carlos said in-between short pants.

"Good," I said then turned back to the man.

"Do you two fuckers mind telling me why the fuck you’re here?", I took in a deep breath before I answered.

"I’m looking for Jermaine?"

"Jermaine, you’re looking for the boss." He said.

"The boss?" I repeated, "Yeah I am."

"Derm, well you can’t see him though, he’s busy." He replied with a smile displayed on his lips.

"Fuck that, I need to see him." I insisted, trying to free myself from the bondage of the chains.

"And I said he’s busy." The man said, bringing his face deathly close to mine.

"Spark!" A deep voice called, all heads turned in the direction of the voice and there stood a man, 6 foot tall, with dark skin, grey eyes, short dreaded hair, and pale pink lips with an aura of strength that made him hard to ignore standing in the middle of two crates that led into a dark path.

"Trevor, what’s up man?" The man who I now knew to be Spark greeted me, Trevor began walking towards us till he got to Spark.

"The boss wants to see him." Trevor quietly said

"The boss?, Why?"

"I don’t know and I didn’t ask, it’s not my business, I just do what he asks." Trevor replied, "Release his chains."

"This guy is a fucking beast men, I can’t do that." Spark cautioned.

"You brought him down before right?"

"Yeah."

"Are we out of darts?"

"No."

"Then if he does anything funny you put him down. Release his chains." Trevor said but this time it sounded more like an order.

"Aight Man." Spark obliged as he walked to my side, knelt, and released the chains, the heavy metal dropped to the floor with a loud thud and I stood up, Carlos was still too weak to stand.

"You and you." Trevor pointed at two men "Come help him up." He said, the two men jumped down from the crates and walked to Carlos, they both placed one of his arms on their shoulders and lifted him off the chair.

"Let’s go," Trevor said and we all began to walk back to the dark path he had just come from, I walked behind Trevor and Spark while Carlos and the two men aiding him walked behind me, the further we went down the path, the darker it got and the more people added to the line, By the time we got to where we were being taken the men behind us counted up to 15.

"He’s in there," Trevor said, gesturing to the doors of the gray crate, I stepped forward and he proceeded to open the doors of the crate, I looked into it and there was a staircase that led down into a room that was illuminated by purple light, I took in a deep breath as I began to step inside.

"Alpha." Carlos groaned with his hands reaching out to me, I turned to look at him and a small smile curved my lips.

"This part is all me, thank you very much," I said softly as I walked down the stairs, the echoes got stronger with every step I took till I eventually got to the opening of the purple-lit room. Lines of fully grown marijuana bushes filled the room with a man in the middle meticulously attending to every one of them, as he noticed my presence his head turned towards me and a smile curved his lips.