Chapter 70
Chapter 70
I pull the blanket up to Jasmine’s chin and gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Her face is pale, her breathing shallow, but there’s a strange calmness to her now–a kind of silence that terrifies me more than her screams ever did.
She chose this. She chose to tear away a part of her soul just to be free of him.
I brush my thumb across her cheek, then turn to Fury, who stands in the corner like a silent sentinel.
“Watch her,” I murmur. “Don’t leave her side–not even for a second.”
He nods. “With my life, Alpha.”
Turning away, I clench my jaw, a storm rising in my veins as I walk down the corridor. Every step feels too slow. Every wall too narrow to contain the fury burning inside me.
I can’t wait to see his face–that bastard, Khoas.
When I reach the door, I hum in dark satisfaction when I see it’s exactly how I wanted–ten guards, alert, hands on their blades. “Good,” I mutter to myself, nodding in approval.
I push the door open without knocking.
The bastard’s lying down like he’s in a fucking spa, lounging on the makeshift cot, arms behind his head. When he hears the door creak, he doesn’t even bother to sit up. No. He grins lazily and says, “Finally. Thought maybe you’d forgotten your favourite guest. Any chance I can get some coffee in here? Little sugar, little cream?”
I stare at him.
My sister is lying there, looking half–dead, and this prick is here, relaxed and smug?
He stretches and looks over at me with a smug tilt of his head. “Let me guess… you’re here because you’ve realised how strong the mate bond is. Poor Jasmine must be writhing in pain right now. And you need me to make her feel better, right?” He laughs, then adds, “Maybe just a little touch from me would calm her down. Or maybe what she really needs is for me to fuck her properly this time–until the pain turns to pleasure. That should wake her up, don’t you think?”
I smile.
Not because I’m amused, but because it’s the only thing stopping me from ripping his spine out of his body.
“I was wrong,” I say calmly, stepping forward. “About everything. Hitting you, locking you up, losing my temper… I wasn’t in my right mind. You did nothing wrong, just… fulfilled your duty as a mate.”
His eyes narrow, but then he chuckles. “Damn right I did. Took you long enough to see it. You’re a male like me. You know how these bitches can be- need to be tamed. Broken in.”
My knuckles crack from how tightly I’m clenching my fists, but I keep smiling. I want to throw up. Or kill him. Or both.
“Is there anything else you need?” I ask, stepping closer. “I remember you mentioned coffee.”
“Oh, yeah,” he says with a shrug. “Hot coffee. I’m freezing all of a sudden. Must be the room.”
There it is.
The cold–that first unmistakable sign the bond’s been broken. But the sick bastard doesn’t realise it yet.
I poke my head out the door and tell the nearest guard, “Bring coffee. Make it very, very hot. Our Beta has exquisite taste.”
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Khoas leans back, still smirking. “Alpha, I gotta say… this sudden change of heart is surprising I wasn’t expecting you to come around so soon.
I don’t reply.
He chuckles again. “I could teach you, you know–how to tame a disrespectful little bitch of a mate. Hell, I’ve already done the job for you”
He mutters the last part under his breath.
But I hear every word.
So he hurt Kali, too.
The guard returns with the coffee. I take the cup from him with a nod of thanks. Steam curls into the air, the sharp scent burning my nose.
Perfect.
I turn back to Khoas, my smile widening. I extend the cup toward him as if I’m about to hand it over.
Then I throw it–right into his face.
He screams instantly, clutching his face, cursing and flailing. “YOU FUCKING BASTARD! IT’S HOT! FUCK–IT’S BURNING!”
“You don’t even deserve death,” I say coldly, and then signal the guards to restrain him.
Khoas staggers back, still clutching his face, snarling through the pain. “If you touch me–if you kill me–your sister will die too!” he spits. “She’ll feel ten times the pain! You hear me? TEN TIMES! You’ll only be hurting her!”
I raise a hand, and the guards freeze.
Then I crouch down to Khoas’s level, grabbing his chin and forcing his face up to mine. He’s shaking, sweat dripping off his brow, but I keep my eyes locked on his, bringing my face inches from his.
“You fool,” I whisper. “You really think I’d lay a finger on you if it meant she would suffer?”
His pupils flicker. A tremor runs through his jaw.
“Do you even realize why you’re cold? Why your strength is failing you?” I say slowly enjoying the fear slowly forming in his eyes. “The bond is broken,” I murmur. “From her end.”
The colour drains from his face.
“Liar,” he breathes.
“Really?” I grin darkly. “Then tell me why can’t you feel her anymore?”
He shakes his head. “No… no. That’s not possible. I never accepted her rejection. I didn’t accept it!”
“You forget so easily,” I sneer. “Drennoth–Sytha.”
Khoas flinches. “That’s dark magic… I know what that is. You’re bluffing! She wouldn’t–she couldn’t–give up her wolf just to get away from me!”
I grab his throat and slam him into the wall. His eyes bulge as he gasps, feet scrambling for footing.
“She did,” I hiss. “You must have been worse than a monster to drive her to that point of desperation. She gave up everything–her wolf, her soul–just to be free of you.”
He chokes, trying to speak.
“No–no no–Jasmine… she wouldn’t she couldn’t-” he mutters, more to himself now, horror setting in.
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“She did,” I say again, icily. “Because to her, you were worse than death.”
He looks at me like the floor beneath him has vanished.
“I could kill you right now. Rip your heart out and walk away smiling.” I whisper. “But I won’t. That would be too merciful.”
I pause, leaning in closer, letting the weight of the words sink in.
“I’m going to make you suffer, Khoas. You’ll beg for death long before I grant it. And you’ll give me every damn piece of information I want. Especially about Kali.”
I release him.
He collapses, coughing and shaking, panic etched across every inch of his face.
“Throw him in the wild cell,” I order. “Let the darkness have him.”
They drag him away, still screaming, still cursing, still pleading.
“You can’t do this! I’m her mate! SHE STILL NEEDS ME!”
And I follow, slowly, a smile on my lips as I listen to the music of his suffering echo down the hall.
Let the suffering begin.
