Chapter 6: Catching a killer
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I was getting ready for work and on the toilet when Jax just burst in to the bathroom.
“Jax, get out!” I yelled.
He found it funny of course and took a picture on his phone and ran out when I threw loo roll at him.
When I was done, I got up and decided pay back was needed. I knew just how to embarrass him.
I went downstairs and found him in the kitchen with Romulus, Fenris, and some other pack members.
“Delete that pic,” I hissed in his ear. It was his last chance. He refused to, so plastering on a big grin, I wrapped my arm around him and said, “good morning daddy!”
When Fenris and Romulus both looked at him, he gave an awkward laugh and said, “what? She’s mummy and I’m daddy.”
“But daddy, you said I was your little princess,” I pouted. He looked at me horrified while Romulus and Fenris started laughing along with the other pack members.
“No I didn’t! Don’t call me that,” he snapped.
“But you did, last night you said I was a very good princess and asked me to—”
He cut me off by grabbing me in to a headlock, and fake smiled at everyone, “pfft, she’s just messing about, I never said anything like that at all.”
He dragged me away from everyone still in the headlock and started tickling me.
I screamed and thrashed, and hit him in the balls, making him let go and grab them. “f***k! You b.itch, you said you wouldn’t say anything!”
“You shouldn’t have taken that picture of me!”
“Fine! I’ll f.ucking delete it!” He snapped, he pulled out his phone and let me watch as he deleted it and said, “happy now?”
“Yep,” I grinned.
He shoved my head and grumbled, “f.ucking big mouth.”
“It’s your fault for being a d.ick,” I retorted.
“Let’s just f.ucking go,” he grabbed the keys and stormed off to the car with me laughing behind him.
When we got to work, we found out another colleague had found a new bar Nick had been spotted at and like before, it seemed likely he would return later tonight.
This time we went there more prepared, we had Helena go undercover again, and me and Jax went in to keep an eye while backup waited out of sight outside.
Again, he was already leaving with another woman. Outside he tried injecting her, she fought him off and was almost free when he grabbed her around the waist and pinned her against the wall.
We ran up to them and Jax fought with him, but Nick was a good fighter, and he would have escaped a second time if it weren’t for the backup team who all aimed their guns at his head, making him freeze.
Jax quickly cuffed him and dragged him to the van. Nick was smirking at us all as he passed us, like it was all a game.
When we got back, he was put in the interrogation room much like the human police had. Helena went in there and started the interrogation.
She sat opposite him, and he didn’t look up from the floor until she sat down, then he lifted his golden flecked piercing green eyes up to look at her and grinned, “mmm, hello beautiful.”
She ignored him and asked, “where is Sarah, we know she’s still alive thanks to your generous taunting video clip you sent.”
Sarah was a victim he’d taken a few months back, and around three weeks ago he sent a video clip of her chained up but still very much alive. That’s why we were so desperate to catch him.
He sat back against his chair confident and relaxed, as he did so he looked Helena up and down slowly. Finally meeting her eyes he answered, “tell you what babe, you let me f***k you, and I’ll tell you,” he winked.
She tried asking more questions, but every time he either said something s.exually explicit or deflected the question. In the end, my boss sent me in and asked Helena to leave.
“Why?” She asked when she was out of the room.
“You are too much his type of victim, he won’t answer you nor respect you.”
Unfortunately, Helena knew this was true so she stood back with the others while I went in.
I sat opposite him, and he dropped the whole flirty act instantly like we knew he would, no smiles for me, only a hostile look.
I was everything he didn’t like, I was nowhere near the blondes he liked, a bigger woman too, again not like the slim slender females he usually went for.
“So, Nick, where is she?” I asked.
“f***k off,” he answered.
“Why so hostile?” I asked calmly.
“No offense, I don’t like you, or any woman who isn’t blonde or a red head.” He said it with such disgust.
“Why not?” I asked.
He snorted a laugh, “you’re f.ucking ugly, fat and a weak wolf, bring back the hottie, and I’ll talk.”
I tried to ignore the nasty words, but it was hard, especially knowing he was my second chance mate, I couldn’t help but feel things towards him.
I replied, “sorry, handsome, you’re stuck with me.”
He wouldn’t talk after that, he full on ignored me, wouldn’t even look at me. The woman he had captive was on borrowed time and our line of work wasn’t afraid to use torture to get results.
Unfortunately this werewolf was tough, so every t.orture method we tried wasn’t working, even Jax couldn’t break him, which made this guy even more psychotic in my eyes. He was beaten, water boarded, cut, everything and he still wouldn’t talk.
Everyone had to go home for the night, even Jax, he had promised to take the kids out for dinner. I stayed behind, I was going to get him to talk one way or the other.
This was going to take drastic action from me, the kind that would have had me blushing just thinking about it, and mother dousing me with holy water if she knew.
I forced myself back in to him and walked over. I straddled his lap and held on to the back of the chair he was cuffed to. “Hello handsome,” I smiled, even though I was cringing so bad at the thought of me trying to flirt.
He frowned and looked up at me, but he didn’t say anything. I ripped his t-shirt apart and ran my hands over his muscular body. “Mmm, you feel so good and strong,” I whispered in to his ear.
“Yeah?” He replied, “what you going to do? f***k me?”
I looked him in the eyes and grinned, “no, I’m going to force myself on you, see if it’s as fun as you seem to think it is.”
I saw the split second of revulsion on his face before he replaced it with a smile, “trust me, it is.”
There was something about Nick, he brought out my darkness in ways that not even Jax could. I found myself behaving in the worst possible ways around him.
I rubbed myself against him and felt him growing hard underneath me. It felt good, and a moan escaped my lips.
“Mmm, you like that baby?” He asked, looking up at me.
I moaned “yes,” and then slapped him hard, remembering why I was here.
“Shut up,” I told him, and rubbed myself harder against him.
“I bet your p*****. is so tight,” he whispered.
“Where is she?” I asked, ignoring him.
“Baby, you keep rubbing yourself on me like that, I’m going to c**m in my pants, I can smell how wet you are, why don’t you pull those panties down and r.ape me.”
I slowed down and stopped. Looking up at me, he asked, “why did you stop? Keep going.”
I rolled my eyes, “I thought you were disgusted by my looks, I’m not the typical blonde petite female you go for.”
He grinned, “I would never willingly f***k a woman who isn’t blonde or a red head, but p*****. is p*****., and you’re meant to be r.aping me right now, right? I bet you’re tight.”
“You like tight?” I flirted, I had no idea why.
Grinning, he answered, “yes, tight is very good, I’d love to tie you down, have you pinned underneath me while I f***k your tight p*****. until you bleed and beg me to stop.”
I knew he was only trying to scare me, so I played along, not giving him the response he was expecting. “Ooo, yes please,” I moaned.
My answer surprised him, and he asked, “yeah? You want me to r.ape you, baby?”
I moaned yes, I was scared, but I made sure not to show it.
“Unchain me and let me do it,” he moaned.
“Will you tell me where she is?”
“Yes,” he breathed.
I’d locked us in, so I knew he wouldn’t be able to escape, and my horny brain and confused feelings about my second chance mate had me unchaining him.
He grabbed me and threw me against the wall, he used the chains to wrap my wrists behind my back and wrapped the longer piece around my neck. He pushed me up against the wall and pressed his hard erection against my a.ss. “You want this, don’t you?” He whispered.
I didn’t know what was happening, but I nodded my head yes and he laughed. “Too bad you’re not my type. I don’t give a f***k that you’re my second chance mate, you will never get my c***k, let alone my seed.”
His words hurt, which was stupid, I shouldn’t care what he thought of me. I wish I could have been as strong as my mates’ when they’d met their second chances mates’, but I wasn’t, and I had always been far more in tune with my feelings than they were.
“Why didn’t you kill me then?” I asked.
“What?”
“When you had the knife against my throat, I know you were going to kill me, why didn’t you?”
“Didn’t have time.”
“Yes you did.”
He slapped the side of my face and growled inhumanly, “shut the f***k up. How do we get out of here.”
“We?”
“Yeah, I’m taking you with me.”
This was my best shot right now of finding Sarah, so I told him how, and he got us out of there, pulling me by the chains like some dog.
He broke in to a car and used it to drive us in the middle of nowhere, we walked across a field and in to some woods that I’d never seen before, and he opened up a hidden bunker. Without my jacket I was freezing and shivered from the cold chill in the night air.
“Go down,” he ordered. I climbed down the ladder and saw Sarah there. “Let her go and keep me,” I said.
Sarah surprisingly looked well cared for, in the sense her hair looked washed, and she looked clean and wore clean clothes, but she did have bruises on her. “No, I don’t want to go!” She pleaded.
Nick smiled at us both, “calm down ladies, you can both stay, there’s enough of me to go around and of course, my brother.”
“Wait, you have a brother?” I asked shocked.
That hadn’t been in his file. He nodded and pushed me on to a spare mattress. He went over to Sarah and stroked her cheek softly.
“Miss me baby?” He murmured, she nodded, “yes, I did.”
She definitely had stock Holme syndrome. He came over to me and punched me in the face, I landed on the mattress and felt both my nose and lip bleeding.
“That’s for trying to force yourself on me, though maybe I liked the dominance just a little bit,” he winked and then left us alone.
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