CHAPTER 38: VICIOUS REWARD

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.

One of them turned and barked, "Bitches, do what you’re here for."

The women stepped forward without hesitation, falling to their knees before the men. They began removing belts, unzipping pants, and wrapping their hands around hardening cocks. With practiced ease, they began pleasuring the guards—some taking two at a time, rotating between mouths and hands to satisfy them all.

Luis and Paul, unsurprisingly, looked the most pleased, their heads tipped back, enjoying the wet sounds and eager mouths.

Beside me, Jason’s frown deepened. "I can’t stand their filthy noises... or the disgusting looks on their faces."

"Just wait," I muttered. "You’ll hear their screams soon enough."

Then I stepped forward and raised my voice. "No one is allowed to come unless I say so. If you lose control, I’ll chop your cocks off."

The effect was instant. A wave of terror rippled through them. They looked at me in shock, lust disappearing in the face of dread.

"I’m planning to let you experience the best pleasure of your life," I said, my tone deceptively calm, "a kind you’ll never experience again."

A guard raised his head, breathing heavily. "Can we fuck them later, Alpha?"

"Of course," I replied. "Only if you can."

Lost in the ecstasy of being sucked off, they failed to notice the darkness settling in my eyes... or the quiet threat hanging from every word I spoke.

Rafe stood nearby, leaning casually against a pole, hands tucked into the pockets of his pants. His expression was unreadable, but eventually he muttered, "You two are getting creative with your punishments."

I looked over at him, smirking, and gave him a wink. "I’ve got creative ideas for you too for the next time when you lose your mind after bloodlust."

"You can just fuck off," Rafe muttered from where he stood and looked at the guards. "Just chop them off already."

"Patience, little bat," I replied with a smirk.

"Ah... I can’t take it..." Luis’s voice rang out in the yard—loud, desperate, and utterly unrestrained. And he released into the whore’s mouth. The pathetic old bastard couldn’t last even a full minute.

The woman pulled back, licking her lips with practiced ease as she wiped her mouth. Luis, panting and flushed, looked down at his now-limp cock and then up at me.

"Alpha... she was just so good, I couldn’t—"

"It’s alright," I said with a calm smile.

Relief washed over his face, as though he’d just been granted mercy. He truly thought my earlier warning had been nothing but an empty threat.

Fool.

Two of my trained commandos walked ahead and held Luis. One held him from behind by trapping his hands, and the other stood facing him.

"What... what are you doing?" Luis stammered, his voice rising as panic overtook him.

The ruthless-looking, robust commando didn’t even react to that shouting, as if it was nothing but the buzzing of a mosquito. He pulled out the knife from the hilt around his thigh, and the next moment...

Everyone watched Luis’ limp cock falling on the ground, accompanied by blood and his painful cries echoed everywhere.

He collapsed as the commandos released him. His screams continued as he writhed on the blood-stained ground, clutching himself in disbelief and pain.

The yard fell deathly silent. No one moved. No one ever dared breathe.

I looked at the shocked guards, their faces gripped with horror, and they had stopped reacting to the bitches sucking their cocks. I could see all they wanted was to get away from them.

"If I see even one of you stopping these bitches from sucking your cocks," I said coldly, "or if I see your cock go soft—then you’ll lose it too. Keep it erect, but you are not allowed to come unless I tell you to."

I warned the bitches as well, "You whores, if you fail to make them come, then you will die in their places."

Hearing the threat, all those whores started to work hard on their cocks, making it difficult for them to hold back.