Page 149 of Her Destined Alpha
I took my shirt off, tossing it aside, and looked at the first group of men. These were those who had hurt her under Endora’s spell but didn’t really feel guilty about it, blaming it on their fucking compulsion. I was angry at all of them, even Marcel... but the game of blame could go on for fucking ever.
“W-what are you going to do to us?” one of the men rasped, backing away as I approached him.
Right then, I was more fucking animal than human. The thirst for their blood was growing inside me, to show them the pain she went through… a fucking child… abused. It fucking disgusted me that my own blood had had a hand in it. Endora… I hated her with every bone in my body.
“Show you hell,” I growled before I lunged at him, grabbing him by his throat. I smashed him against the wall, punching him across the face as I squeezed his neck. “You’re only living because you were forced to commit those crimes…” I growled.
Each one had a similar treatment. When the men were beaten, I turned and looked at Marcel, who was frowning deeply.
“They’re to stay in a cell for one month, bound by fucking silver. We’ll call it even after that,” I said coldly.
I turned towards those who had hurt her willingly…
“You’re about to be twenty-seven men less, Alpha Marcel,” I said, my eyes blazing green as I walked towards the far cell.
“Alpha, this is not right!”
“Alpha, our families? We joined you on the promise of a new life!”
“We started afresh!”
I ignored them. They could say as they wished, but none of those men cared. Their excuse? She’s a witch anyway.
“It’s going to be a long night,” I said, smiling coldly. I picked up one of the men as he struggled in my hold. “Tell me... how many times did you hurt her?”
“I-I don’t remember!” he choked.
“Oh? Wrong answer,” I hissed, squeezing his throat. “Try again.”
“P-plenty… d-daily! She wouldn’t eat!” he choked.
“So, you thought you’d hurt her? Tell me, how did you hurt her?”
“I… we… kicked her… beat her…. whipped her!” He let out a strangled scream as I threw him to the ground and kicked him hard.
“The wolfsbane injections,” I said to one of the men who stood outside. I could tell from their faces that it pained them to see this happening to their fellow pack members.
Marcel stepped forward and passed me the box. In a flash, I began jabbing each one. It wasn’t enough to kill them or knock them out, but enough to shut off their mind-link to others. I turned my back on Marcel, looking at the moon shining through the small window.
“Lock the door and leave,” I said quietly. This was the only kindness I could offer him and his men, who had to watch this.
“That can be dangerous, Rayhan.”
“I can manage…” I said quietly. “Leave. Return at dawn, not before then.”
“Alpha! Are you going to abandon us?”
“What kind of alpha turns against his pack members?” another growled.
“I’m afraid it’s your crimes that are not forgivable… when committed willingly,” Marcel said quietly. I knew it wasn’t easy for him because it would rock the very core of his pack. He would have to answer the families of those in there… but I wasn’t one to forgive.
I heard the scrape of the key in the lock. As a man lunged at the door, I grabbed him, reeling him back.
“It’s just us now,” I said quietly.
Before he could even reply, I slashed him across the chest, my claws ripping into his flesh. I tossed him aside; he wasn’t going to die so quickly.
A few tried to attack me simultaneously, but they were nothing compared to me, even if they hadn’t been injected with wolfsbane. All I could see was the pain my mate had gone through.
