"You didn't have to crack his skull like that, you know?"
Primo looked at his older cousin who was eating some candies to remove the taste of blood against his lips. The black-haired Alpha smiled at him and shook his head. The bloody cracked open skull right in front of them was being cleaned up by some of Drax's friends.
They came here before the other two to threaten the whole apartment building that if they heard someone screaming for help, they will close their ears and continue their works.
Which worked since this case was being handled by them from the police. Drax looked at his cousin with a smile on his face. The last time they did something like this was when Grandmama asked them to do it for her.
But now, it was Primo's own will that pushed him to kill the smaller Alpha. He looked at the dead man in front of the black-haired Alpha and shook his head. If Chris Well did the same thing to his Omega, Drax will probably kill him as well.