Chapter 32
I thought I would go down a floor to my office, but instead I find myself heading to the basement. The thought of Ayla’s soft lips on mine has me worked up and if I can’t have her the way I want to, then I’m going to beat on the piece of shit that had her when he
shouldn’t have.
Walking into the dungeon my senses are overwhelmed with the smell of piss, feces, blood and vomit. About time to hose this place down again. Last time Cyrus lost a bet, he had to spray this whole place down. I chuckle to myself until I enter the cell with the so called “warden” and 1 see red. Rage boils inside and it takes everything I have not to shift and rip his damn throat out. He’s sitting, chained to a chair. His wrists are bleeding from attempting to free himself. He’s been injected with wolfsbane, just enough to slow his healing today. I look down and notice Cyrus has left one toe on each foot, the rest are missing. I just shake my head. I’m not even going to try and understand his potential one
toe motives.
“Hey, wake your ass up.” I growl while jerking his head up by his hair. “I have a few
questions that you’re going to answer for me and if you don’t start talking, I’m going to
cut your damn tongue out and let you choke on your blood.” “I’m not telling you shit, just
end me and be done with it.” He pants out. Clearly in pain and exhausted. “No, you won’t
go that easy if you won’t talk. I will drag this out for months. Years if I want and it still wont be long enough compare to what you did to Ayla. To the others. To my family. He starts laughing like this shit isn’t real. Like he doesn’t have a care in the world. I immediately clock him with a right hook and he spits a tooth down on the floor. He lifts his head up, blood dripping down to the floor and laughs again. “Ayla huh? So you dipped your dick into that tight omega pussy did you? Tell me, how’s my sloppy seconds?” I instantly rage, Ronan growling through me and I release my alpha aura. He immediately starts whinning like the bitch he is and shows his neck to me in submission. He didn’t. realize I am an alpha of alphas. More powerful, larger and stronger. Chosen by the moon, our bloodline created to rule over all shifters. I heal quicker, I’m faster and no shifter is able to withstand my aura. They all submit, regardless of status. I don’t rule over all however. A decision I stand firmly behind. Ending this son of a bitch and every shifter responsible for the trafficking is more important than me fulfilling any destiny mapped. out for me. One I would have fulfilled if my world never ended.
I punch him repeatedly. Over and over. Taking out my rage. My years of pent up grief powering my fists as I rearrange his face. “Not so fun getting the shit beat out of you.
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while you are helpless is it? IF(punch) I (punch) EVER (punch) HEAR (punch) YOU (punch) SAY (punch) HER (punch) NAME (punch) AGAIN (punch) I WILL (punch) SLIT (punch) YOUR (punch) THROAT (punch)‘ He slumps over, and I can faintly hear his heart beating. He’s out cold. “I need a healer to the dungeons.” I mind–link while leaving. My busted knuckles are already healed, but I am covered in his blood. Guess I will be visiting again and again u til I get answers.
On my way back upstairs to shower, my phone dings in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see it’s a text from Ayla and what I read sends a shock through my system. I’m totally blindsided yet dumbfounded I never thought of this. Of course it is. I slump back against the elevator wall reading the text over and over. “That was my first kiss.”
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