*LOGAN*_*
  She cut the call and the doors were opened. They were all wearing masks, even when it was dark? Fighting would be a waste of time and energy. I had to let her will be done, I would have to live through it to get to the next. It was getting more interesting. 
    I stepped out of the car and raised my hands above my head, and immediately got veiled with a black sack, and they dragged me away. 
****
     The night was going slow, slower than the heart beats I was listening to, and my companions were nothing but the sweet little dark dwellers with pointing tails, ears, and oh well, you know the rest.
These rats made hell of noises, but well, I guess it was a little peaceful, at least with the gleams of moon light drawn through the fairly enclosed windows, and openings from the steel walls.
Everywhere wrecked of metal and it's rust— I hated it, but if it helped me understand my environment and it's condition, then no problem.
     I knew Camila was gone when her scent became more and more remote. But for some strange reasons, I tried to remain calm even when I was missing her scent; it was peculiar, yet destructive.
But still, I yearned for her presence, for her smell, even though she was so hard hearted, why would a woman be that hard? If they had been traumatized you would say. 
     I was chained up, and had two of my arms raised up in forced praise to the heavens secluded in the steel warehouse.
My eyes were shut from sight with a black thick blindfold, but triggering my werewolf eyes allowed me the luxury of seeing beyond blindfolds or blockades, and I wasn't expecting what came next, like a virus dipped into a freshly wound.
      "And again, the predator gets preyed on, tell me what exactly is your problem, Logan?" 
      Bloody hell. It was Bulk again, and his deceptive and strong Alpha aura filled the space. His energy was strong and always weighted, but it was never pure. With a quick whisk, he slushed behind me, growling lightly. 
      "What an appearance, mate." I said with a sigh. I knew exactly what he came to do, it was like he always followed me to observe whenever I was in trouble, like a mosquito following a wound. Bulk was a stealth trickster, and I knew better than anyone. 
      "Why don't you want to leave? Mm? Has that human made you weak too?..." He chuckled. "The great Alpha King, I wonder how the rest of the packs would feel and react to, to…" he staggered on his words as if he was trying to bring up a better word to describe my downtrack. "... To this version of Logan Creed? Being with humans has made you less of our kind—"
      "Yeah? What kind is that?" 
      "Gods among men, Logan, that's what we are" he replied, walking around, and parting his lips slightly— to the humans, it would be inaudible whispers, but to me, it was nothing less than a normal audible conversation.
      "Maybe you should try dining and winning with the humans, maybe then, just maybe, you would stop thinking like a little boy!" I snarled. 
      "Hmm. You are pathetic. What has this human done to you? …" He whisked back again, circling around me with consistent sniffs. "And you're weak too. Oh the moon isn't enough for you—"
     I chuckled. "What do you take me for now? A fucking moon pet?"
      "Then save yourself" he smiled. 
      "Boring, so boring" I sighed. 
      "You are too weak, and this human is making sure of that. What do you see in her, Logan? Because I see something, something…" 
      "What's that?" My curiosity aroused, and I paid attention to the beating of his heart. 
      "See! Such curiosity! Such energy, because of her. Why?" 
      "What do you see, Bulk?!" I growled. 
      "Hmm… more like, what I feel? Why don't you get out of here first before worrying about her? Beg me Logan, all you have to do is say the words, and I will get you out of here in no time, in no time, Logan…" he came closer, whispering into my ear— his torments surfacing again, he did that better than the devil. 
       "Why don't you just kill them and be done with this bullshit, huh?" 
     Bulk laughed. "Oh Logan, you know that they are not worthy to die by my claws" 
      "And you think you are God for being a stealth monster? Haha, you're just hiding in the dark, all the damn time!" It was my turn to try and strike a nerve. 
     "Hmm…" he growled.
     "What now? Seems like you also forget who I am" I smiled, and at the same time, just as if I was counting the time, waves of high calibre gun shots were fired outside the warehouse.
Bulk was surprised and well, amazed, and once the gunshots died out, he admitted it. 
      "You never cease to amaze me, Logan" and disappeared into the darkness. 
      The door was knocked down and I counted a couple of men walk in, fully armed and swaying with strength. My arms were freed from the chain's seize and I removed the blindfold, meeting their veneration.
      "Where is your commander, soldier?" I asked the first man in front and close to me. A soldier stepped out behind and uncovered his face. 
      "I'm honoured to serve you, Capo Dei Cap…" he bowed and the others followed.
      I nodded my head and smiled. "Good fellas, how's the family?" 
      "We all miss you very much. We came as soon as we got the signal, but I see we were late, my deepest apologies, Padrino" 
      "Glad you are all right…" 
     "But there may be some sidelines sir, it's best if you come back" 
      I sighed, took a step forward and placed my hand on his shoulder. "I have an important mission, Good fella, have a safe trip back to Italy and prepare for my return"