The She wolf and the Clerical Fairy

Six months ago..... Brutus had been sulking in his cell. It had been three days since his nephew had taken over the pack and had him in prison. Since Fiona rejected him, Brutus has been depressed. His wolf was angry at him for being so weak. "elle ... est partie ... Je ne suis qu'un" rejet ..." (she...left.... I'm nothing but a reject...) His rambling was what General hated the most. He roared in Brutus' mind. "LET ME OUT!!" Brutus whimpered. In his weakened mental state, General found it easy to break through Brutus' control and took over their body. He stood up and stretched. "Ah that's better..." The sound of the door had his attention. Alpha Tony stepped through. "Ah..uncle...I've come to see how you are doing. I am yet to sort out a suitable punishment for you. My mate is now far away from you." General snarled and charged at the bars. Tony flinched. "Ah...you must be General...." Again general snarled. "I am indeed and when ai get out of here, I'm coming for you and your little witch mate..." Tony was rattled for a few seconds then Lance took over. "Uncle, let's get one thing straight. You will never be leaving your cell and you WILL NEVER COME NEAR MY MATE" it was Lance's turn to snarl. He huffed and turned around about to leave when General started laughing. "You still haven't found him have you?....my slippery beta....ha ha ha." Lance squared his shoulders before stomping out of the cells. Then there was a faint tug on his mindlink. "Alpha...are...you... there...?" Followed by static. But then a clearer voice. "Alpha, I'll have you out of the cells, just give me five minutes to retrieve the keys...." General smiled. "Finally... I'll take my revenge...."