Chapter 93

**THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS WILL CONTAIN A TRIGGER WARNING FOR TORTURE AND MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT! IF THIS WILL BE SOMETHING THAT TRIGGERS OR UPSET YOU, PLEASE SKIP THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS! I WILL PLACE A TRIGGER WARNING AT THE TOP OF BOTH CHAPTERS.**

Titan looked up the moment I walked into the room. A broad grin spread across his face, “Look who finally decided to come have some fun with me. Did you finally realize that your piece of shit mate does not do it for you, not like I could?”

“And why do you think I would ever come to you?” I sneered at him.

I was not letting him goad me into this. “I am the only one that will be asking the questions here.” I walked to the table and picked up Whispering Death. “You have two options while you are here. One, you can either answer my questions correctly the first time or my favorite knife and I will get to have some fun. I can guarantee you that you do not want to get up close and personal with Whispering Death. If you decide to cooperate with me, then I might consider allowing you to have a simple death…or not. It would really just depend on my mood.” I threw the knife in the air and caught it by the blade. I watched as he paled and gulped loudly. “First, which of my pack members has been helping you and passing you information?”

He was silent, as if he was contemplating the best course of action and whether to answer me honestly.

“How about you come over here and give me a kiss sweet cheeks and then I might be persuaded to tell you.”

I scoffed, disgusted that he would say something like that. I could sense Justin’s anger as it was rising. I knew he was going to have a hard time in this room.

I took my knife and swiped it across his cheek. “Did I forget to tell you that I would not be making any negotiations? You either tell me or you greatly suffer. I am fine with either solution. I will get swipey, swipey on your face and you will die. That is, after all, the end solution. It is a win-win for me.” I shrugged my shoulders. I contemplated for another minute before continuing, “Let me think…there was something else that I forgot to tell you…OH! I remember! By the way, there is something special about my wonderful knife. When the blade was made, it was infused with monkshood. So, every time that I use it on someone, it is going to hurt like a bitch. You know, to keep your natural abilities from healing you. To make everything even better, the Alpha was kind enough to douse it in some extra monkshood. You know, to make sure that you are getting the full effect of what my baby can do.” His face paled even further, if that was even possible. I am not playing with him today. And when it comes to his older brother, I will not be playing with him either. However, I think that I will allow Justin the pleasure of dealing with the other one. I can feel that Justin is itching to get his hands on them.

Since they only had him chained to the chair, I decided that I was going to ask for some assistance.

‘Michael, Oliver?’ I called through the link, ‘Can both of you come help me?’

The moment that the words left my mouth, the two of them walked in the door and I asked them to strap him to the wall, naked, so we could begin having some fun. The moment that they unchained him to move him, he began thrashing and trying to fight back.

I stood to the back of the room, waiting for them to finish getting situated, deciding only to step on him if it was deemed necessary.

Michael finished stripping the bastard, while Oliver worked to get him strapped to the wall. Once they finished, they both saluted me and sauntered out of the room. I chuckled under my breath. What am I going to do with those two?

I slowly walked up to the bastard. Once I reached him, I trailed the knife down his chest. “Are you ready to answer me now?”

He stared silently ahead, refusing to speak.

“Fine, have it your way. I guess I will play my own little game of hangman, using your chest.” I shrugged my shoulders.

I took the knife and dug it into his chest, right about his left pectoral. I listened as his screams rang out, as I continued to carve the letter “R” into his chest. Once I finished, I pulled out my knife and inspected my handiwork.

Hmmm…I don’t think it was deep enough. Let me go a little deeper on the next letter.

I continued carving the word ‘rapist’ into his chest, his screams bringing me immense joy. I smiled to myself at everything that I had planned for this bastard.

After his final scream rang out, I finally spoke, “Are you ready to speak yet?”

He finally spoke. “One of the traitors was a girl! She heard about what happened to you and that we were responsible for it. She said that she wanted you to pay for what you did to her. She said that if you were taken from the pack, then everything would be fine.”

Hmmm…that is interesting. There is only one female in the pack that comes to mind with that description…I glanced to the far wall of the room where Justin was. I could feel his anger was burning hot.

‘Kat, I know what you are thinking, but I don’t think that she is capable of doing something like that. I don’t think she would betray her pack just out of jealousy.’

‘We will see. Simple way to find out. We will just use the Alpha command on her and then, to be sure, I will ask the King to use his command on her, but my command should work just fine.’

“And what did she tell you? What information did she pass to you?”

He shook his head no, not wanting to tell me anything.

Fine, suit yourself.

‘Go for his dick next, Kat!’ Skye screamed in my head. I swear she is more sadistic than I am. I sauntered back up to him until I was standing right in front of him.

I grabbed his dick in my hand and gave it a rough squeeze. The moment my hand touched his cock, it was already semi-erect. I was fucking disgusted at how easily he was erect.

“I knew you couldn’t resist me, baby. Squeeze my—” He was cut off by my hand wrapping around his throat, squeezing as hard as I could. I watched as his face turned purple before I spoke next.

“Don’t you ever fucking talk to me like that you low-life piece of shit. Who in their fucking right mind would want your goddess damn ass? Do you even remember the names of all your fucking victims?! Every fucking one that you and your brothers pushed yourselves on? What about their cries and pleas for you to fucking stop?!”

I reached back down and grabbed his dick in my hand and, with one swipe of Whispering Death, I chopped off his dick.

He screamed as the blood gushed out of him, begging me to stop.

“Did you fucking stop when you fucking laid your filthy hands upon their bodies? When you took their precious innocence? No, I didn’t think so. I will not stop until your fucking dead. Now, what fucking shit did Anna give you on my pack and me?!” I screamed in his face. I could feel my anger rising, but I was not sure if it was just my anger or a combination of what I was feeling and Justin. I could feel my very small hold on my sanity slipping, the beginning signs of an anxiety attack starting to engulf me. Skye was pushing herself forward, trying to stop the pain from engulfing me. The knife slipped from my hands and clattered to the ground, causing a loud echo to resound throughout the room.

‘We need answers from him,’ Skye quietly said as she continued pushing forward. ‘Let me finish this for you. Come on, Kat. Relax.’

I could feel Justin getting closer, walking up behind me quietly. He placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently.

‘I am right here, my queen. It is okay. Let me know if you need me or someone else to take over. They can’t hurt you anymore, my love. I will never allow another person to lay their filthy hands on you.”

I took a deep breath. I can do this. I pushed Skye back and told her that I had this. That I was okay.

I looked back at the rogue and his face was pale. He was still screaming as the blood continued gushing from where his dick used to be.

I bent down and picked back my knife again. I am done talking. I don’t care anymore. I don’t need answers from him anymore. I will figure out the answers when I questioned her, using my Alpha command, so she could not lie.

I used my knife and stabbed into his stomach, pushing as hard as I could, to make the wound even deeper. I slid the knife vertically across his stomach, where I could see his insides. I walked back to the table and picked up some silver, monkshood, and water hemlock, not paying attention to the feel or smell of my flesh burning. It was like I became desensitized to the pain. I had locked my emotions in a tight box and I refused to let them out.

I first took the silver and jammed it into the gaping hole where his dick used to be. His screams were agonizing, but I enjoyed them. They made me feel alive. I took the monkshood and the water hemlock and shoved it inside the hole I made in his stomach. I watched as his flesh sizzled and burned. I partially shifted so that I had claws and shoved my claw into his stomach until I reached his intestines. I made sure that his intestines were coated with the poisons, so that it would hurt even more.

I then walked back to the table and took a big, long pole and walked back to him.

“Ashton, Justin…go ahead and show yourselves. Will you two turn him around for me for a second?”

They both obliged my simple command and turned him around.

The moment that his back was facing me, I took the long pole and shoved it in his ass, causing him to scream bloody murder.

“Doesn’t feel good to have something forcefully shoved inside of you, now does it?” He wasn’t able to answer me from the pain that he was in.

“Flip him back around.” They instantly obeyed my command. The moment that he was facing me, I forced his mouth open, grabbed his tongue and sliced my knife through it. I threw his tongue on the ground before spitting in his face.

I used one of my claws and dug it into his chest, with enough force for me to be able to reach where his shriveled-up heart was.

His mouth opened to scream, but no sound came out.

I gripped his heart and he moved his hand to grip mine, trying to pull it out of him. I squeezed more and yanked it from his body, crushing it in my hand as I watched the light leave his eyes.

The moment that I had crushed it, I had dropped it to the ground and then I proceeded to drop to the ground.

I could feel the wetness on my cheeks as I stared at nothing, but everything at the same time. I could hear the door opening in the distance and someone dropped right next to me. Justin was standing in front of me. Justin wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me to him. Someone else was rubbing my back.

All the emotions that I had kept inside that box finally escaped and the sobs escaped me. I sat on the floor in Justin’s arms for what felt like ever, even though it was probably only thirty minutes.

“It is okay, my love. Let it all out.” Justin whispered to me, repeatedly.

Thirty minutes later, my sobs had slowed to hiccups.

The King and my father walked into the room, “Kataleya, we know you need time to process, but do you know who he said was the first traitor?”

I nodded my head slowly as Justin let out a low growl. “Anna. Anna Wasinski.”