Revenge
591 Words
Warning this chapter contains near graphic violence.
Forgive and forget but don't let them push till you forget who you are, don't become that wich you hate to get even.
Alea
I went straight for Althea. When I saw her running for the border I decided she needs to suffer badly, I went for her back leg severing her hamstring. Let's see you run now. I stand there until the pack arrives then I grab her by the front of her throat and begin to drag her back to the pack house. Following the scent trail to her closet I find a torture chamber that reeks of my Maddie's fear vomit and waste, blood is every where. "SHIFT" I command with no trace of empathy. Unable to disobey Althea shifts before I drag her over to the table and chain her down. As ordered a mirror has now been hung over the table, she will watch every wound I give her there can be no escape for her not even in her mind. As she waits I walk over to a very special cage she didn't know we had in the dungeons. Smiling pleasantly I ask in a conversational tone. "Do you know what this is little sister?" At her blank stare I sigh and shake my head. "Well, a long, long time ago a rogue took an alphas beloved mate from him. For revenge the alpha went to a witch and asked what a fate worse than death looked like and how to make it happen. She looked at the alpha and asked if the wolf had a mate, the alpha didn't know and said as much. The witch then said imagine if your wolf could be separated from you before you met your mate, feel everything the body feels but be unable to be felt or heard by the person." I watch as comprehension dawns on her face, the smell of her terror makes me glad, I should feel bad. Walking over to her I hold up what looks like a simple needle, I am going to prick your finger and put some of your blood in the cage.Then the fun shall begin. As we watched her wolf began to materialize in the cage snarling and frothing at the mouth. Laughing at their fear and frustration I walk over to her paint set, why is it here? As I get closer she begins to struggle. I used to paint such pretty designs it was why she got involved in art. Taking a brush from the jar I walk over to her with a tray filled with colors. As I lean in closer I whisper this is going to ruin painting for me for the rest of my life but you WILL be my final canvas, my most detailed work, my most colorful. The tears that once would have devastated me make me happy. I am beginning to scare my self. Maddie suddenly uses the pack link. "MOMMY, NO!!!" Her frantic cry stops me. " Don't be like her Mommy!" Suddenly I remember myself this is not me. Looking at her, I state your choice we can continue this or you will be branded a rabid beast and turned lose your wolf will stay in the cage till you both die." Before she can upset me I make sure to state," your niece doesn't want you hurt." She immediately chooses the brand. She may not realize she chose to never to know if she met her mate. So be it.
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