Page 50 of Underworld

I arch a brow as I walk to stand closer to him. “You’re sorry that you handed me over to my worst nightmare, or are you sorry you got caught?”

He cries harder as he says, “I’m sorry I handed you over! I didn’t have a choice!”

I sneer at this man. Fucking pathetic. I feel like I should be more disgusted by my next actions, but I am tired of people betraying me. I’ve turned my cheek too many times. It’s time to fight back. I hear a huff behind me, and I look over my shoulder to see Zane shaking his head.

Zane sneers. “Have some fucking pride, and grow some fucking balls. Fucking weak-ass motherfucker.”

I snort out a laugh. I can’t stop from saying, “Balls are weak and sensitive. If you want to be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding.” I remember hearing that saying somewhere. I think the lady who said it was famous. I think her name was Betty White.

Howe howls in laughter. “So true.”

Zane has a small smirk as he says, “Very well. Grow a fucking vagina.”

I turn back to Chad, rolling my eyes as he continues to cry. Holding up a hand, I say, “Knife.”

There’s a shuffle behind me, and a knife is placed in my hand. I grin darkly at the male in front of me as I tap the knife on the fingertips of my other hand. “Let’s address ‘you had no choice,’ shall we?”

He shakes his head wildly. “I didn’t have a choice! The man who came to me told me he would kill me if I didn’t do it!”

I tap the knife softly against my lips as I circle my prey. Humming, I say, “I see. So you thought you could kidnap me and hand me over without anyone knowing?”

He whines as I slide the knife across his bare skin, making sure not to draw blood but reveling in his weakness. He doesn’t answer my question, and I’m about to ask it again before I’m interrupted by a growling voice.

“Answer her fucking questions,” Jace demands.

I give him a smirk over my shoulder before turning back to Chad. Ugh, fucking Chad. I arch a brow, tapping the knife against my hand.

He sucks in a breath and answers, “Yes.”

I nod. “Such a good little snake. Seems my hounds found you, though.” I tap the edge of the knife on his chin. “So the question now is, what should we do with the traitor snake?”

He absolutely loses it. He turns into a blubbering mess with tears seeping from his swollen eye as snot runs down his face. I huff out a sigh and roll my eyes. Fucking hell, this man is weak. I fucking held up to more torture than he has.

Turning, I face my guys, as well as Silas and Jax. “Have the other Hellhounds been briefed on what happens to traitors?”

Silas, in full Alpha mode, nods. “They have, Persephone.”

I nod with a dark smile. “Good.” Spinning back around, I stab the knife into Chad’s thigh. Leaving the knife in his leg, I clap my hands together as he screams. Alright, I’m done with him. He didn’t make this fun at all. I turn back around, smirking at Silas and Jax.

I walk up to them just close enough to pat them each on the cheek. Their eyes widen at my actions before I say, “Have fun, hounds. Make sure our snake here can’t slither his way back.”

Silas and Jax give each other a quick look before looking down at me with a smile. Silas is already moving over to Chad when Jax nods and says, “As you wish, Persephone.”

I look to my boys next. “I believe you have another surprise for me?”

Howe prowls over to me and smashes his lips to mine, then pulls away with a groan. “That was hot as fuck.”

I smirk up at him and hear Alec snickering behind him. “We’d better take our Queen to see her next surprise before Howe gets any other ideas.”

Howe picks me up and throws me over his shoulder as I squeal with laughter. He lands a smack on my ass as he makes his way out of the dungeon. “Who said we can’t have a little fun before we give her the next surprise? She has to get changed for it anyway.”

I lift my head to see the others following behind. Giving them a smirk, I say, “I wouldn’t mind a little fun.”

Jace and Zane both snicker as they shake their heads. Alec laughs and teases, “I know you would love to have fun, but I’m sure you will want to see your next surprise more.”

Arching a brow, I ask, “Then what’s my next surprise?”

Jace huffs. “I suppose we need to tell her, or she will take Howe up on his offer.”

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