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“I’d wash those axels, heaven knows where she’s been”
He smirks at me, grabbing the next girl who looks genuinely Terrified
“I’m Terry, I was 17 and they dared me to do it, the alpha told me to leave and when I got home I told my mum and she went crazy, she said the alpha was going through a rough time and that I should be ashamed of myself for being apart of the reason why he was so miserable. I didn’t understand it until then and the day after I went—- sorry my mum made me go back and apologise, but I wanted to anyway. Alpha just waged me off, he was angry, I don’t even think he realised I was talking to him but I am sorry. I am”
She has water in her eyes as she speeds through her story completely terrified, dad smiles nodding his head as I step down to her, she flinches as I touch her chin and I read her. Her heart was beating a million miles an hour, her anxiety was huge as she stared straight into my eyes. I couldn’t help but smile back at her
“You are a flower, you are free to leave”
I whisper, she sighs in relief nodding her head
“Thank you Luna and I’m sorry alpha, I am”
“It’s fine Terry”
Branson says from behind me, his voice raspy as she nods and leaves, while down there I just grab the 3rd girl by the hand, she had a similar story
“You can go”
She immediately relaxes looking past me to Branson
“I’m sorry alpha”
I see his head nod as she runs off like a little puppy in trouble, I turn to the mated ladies now. Mum points out 3 of them and the guards push them forward
“The rest of you can go”
Each of them ducks and bows, apologising to Branson as they pass by. I look at the 3 and then to mum
“What’s the story”
“She’s redeemable but she needs to learn a lesson”
Mum says as she pushes just one of them forward, I nod looking at the crowd
“I need this one’s mate”
I say loud enough for them all to hear, a man who looked extremely nervous pulls up and out of the crowd, he climbs the steps and stops by her side. I look around trying to find an unmarked girl, pointing to one
“Can I borrow you for just a second”
She looks terrified but she comes forward anyway
“So what’s your name?”
I ask the girl with a mate
“Amber”
“And you're not sorry?”
She shakes her head
“No, I am, I just didn’t realise until right now that what I did was wrong. But I do understand it now and I am sorry”
“Good, you, kiss her mate”
The 3 of them freeze unsure of what to do
“Come on, kiss her mate then you can leave, just for a second”
The young girl side steps coming closer to me
“Ehh Luna iv never kissed anyone before, I don’t want this to be my first kiss”
“She has a point, you just do it”
Karma tells me, she was now bored of it and pissed at Branson
“No”
“He deserves it, I’ll forgive him easier if you cause him just a little pain”
I roll my eyes and smile at the girl
“Fair point, anyone here wants to cause her pain?”
About 30 hands go up and I snort
“Good, line up and kiss him, when her mate kisses the last lady and or male his mate can go free”
“I’m going to f*****g kill you when we get home amber”
Her mate snapped as dad covered his mouth and turned away to laugh as the people started to line up. As they do I look to mum
“What about the others?”
“They have mates but to be honest their mates are better off without them plus they deserve it”
I nod to fin and he takes off and quickly he starts to kill the other 2 women just as the first in line smirks at amber then turns to kiss her mate, she muffles a scream as their lips touch
“Now you know what it feels like, by the end of the punishment I hope you realise your mistakes and I hope you never make them again”
She nods gasping as the second one kisses her mate, I turn back to the crowd who looked like they were enjoying the show
“Your all free to leave when you want, or you can stay until the end but either way I have work to do so toodles”
I nod then I turn and walk back into the packhouse and straight into my office, shutting the door in Branson’s face as he scurried in after me like a little toddler.
‘Knock knock’
“What?”
“Can I come in?”
“Who is it?”
I say smirking
“Branson”
“Oh well then no, go away”
He growls
‘Knock knock knock knock knock’
I roll my eyes ignoring him as the noise continues. Lifting the worksheets and papers that I had to sign so I could officially become part owner of everything Branson and the company owned
“Pleaseeee I’m sorry, I was a dickhead, please just don’t ignore me, shout at me, scream at me, damn you can even hit me just please don’t shut me out or leave Me”
Karma sticks her nose in the air, pushing bronx out as he tries to push himself into our head
“We knew he was a sleazebag, always did, she was just trying to get under our skin and us ignoring him and acting like this is just what she wanted”
I tell her, she groans pushing forward
“Fine come in”
She snaps, he opens the door and sticks his head in just as she grabs the stapler and she flings it at his head, hitting him right between the eyebrows.
Even my eyebrows shoot up in shock
“What the f**k karma, are you ok?”
I ask him laughing, he drops his hand glaring at me but it just makes it all funnier.
“Seriously you could have stabbed me in the eyeball”
I snort rolling my eyes
“Oh please, you are a hound you would be fine, anyway she’s allowed to hit you, you just said she could”
“Well does that mean I’m forgiven”
He asks sweetly, she pushes forward
“You were a big f*****g hoe bag! I always knew Branson was a dog I just never expected it from you Bronx! How could you! You said you would mark them”
Branson’s hand comes out and suddenly he slaps himself across the face hard, hard enough for his eyes to roll
“It was all this douchebag! He never listened! Tell her Branson!”
Bronx shouts through Branson’s lips as Branson stands there looking a little stunned, getting off the seat I go to him to make sure he hadn’t knocked himself out but as I get close he grabs my waist and he yanks me into his arms, burying his head in my shoulder
“I’m sorry, please don’t be mad”
I roll my eyes at karma as she faints at his touch, I glare at her as she lays there almost sedated
“That’s cheating, you know she’s a puddle when you touch us”
“What about you?”
He asks, I snort rolling my eyes
“Oh please I've always known you were a dirtbag, you're forgiven”
I tell him pecking his lips, he purrs lifting me and placing me on the desk on top of my very organised mess
“What are you doing!”
I ask, his eyes are devious as he slams his lips against mine moaning, and my body moulds against his own just as someone starts banging on the door, I pull away sighing
“What?”
“Stop doing what I told you not to do!”
Dad screams, I groan jumping off the table and I pack everything up
“What are you doing?”
Branson asks me
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