"Where's your Alpha, Mowgli?"
"I don't…"
"Tell me where he is, or I'll shoot. I swear to god."
The boy looked taken aback at his abruptness, but he had to find the son of a bitch before he killed Sammy.
"I really don't…"
Dean pulled the trigger and watched as the bullet flew into the young boy's head. The blood splattered against the wall behind him as he slumped down to the floor. Dean walked over the body and carried on his search. He would find Sammy even if it meant killing thousands of people. No one took his brother from him.