His Estranged Mate

Chapter 50: Torture Time!

I had actually planned to finish this book in 50 chapters but here we are today with the 50th chapter and yet halfway done.

Hehe, anyways I hope you all like it so far.

Happy Reading!! ❤

CONNOR

"I am warning you, Connor. You are not supposed to kill him. Let me interrogate him first and then I'll let you take over."

I recall Fenris's words that he had drilled into my head, before entering the dungeon where the rogue is kept. I struggle with my instinct, my wolf trying to claw his way out of my body, wanting justice for our mate.

Catrina's sleeping, finally, after suffering through her heat for eight hours continuously, I am grateful that she's having at least a couple of hours to rest. Her heat is at its peak which means that she won't be able to sleep for more time even when her body's exhausted. Her heat will overcome the need to sleep and therefore, the need to have sex will be the most important thing for her body now.

It was difficult to leave her side but when Fenris called to let me know about the rogue's interrogation, I couldn't resist witnessing the rogue's answers and then killing him. The sooner he's dead, the faster will my Cat recover. She still is scared of the rogue and her fear eats at me, makes me realise how badly I failed her.

My fingers have already curled, claws lengthened, drawing blood from my skin. Beside me, Dominic sniffs the air, his fangs descended watching Fenris interrogate the rogue, responsible for his goddaughter's trauma. The only reason why Cayden is absent today is because Fenris commanded him to be in bed.

"I just follow my Lord Xavier's steps," cackles the rogue, not responding but this was known. They don't answer without losing one of their body parts. Fenris sits quietly in front of him. He slowly lifts his hand, the one with his claws lengthened and then steadily, claws the rogue's toe, separating it from his foot.

The rogue screams like a banshee, his screams providing a deep sense of satisfaction to me yet making me want to do it myself.

"Now tell me why did you have all those females trapped?" asks Fenris. His voice is low, calm yet deadly but the Alpha Command is pouring off him in waves, his wolf completely in charge.

"I... Master Xavier has lots of clients in the human world," begins the rogue and then stops to look at Fenris, closing his mouth. As a trigger, Fenris claws off a second toe, making the rogue weep this time and I grunt at the cheap, whiny mudak.

Spineless motherfucker!

"They are wolves, rogues and they have needs. Master Xavier provides those wolves with the females to satisfy their wolf-urges."

The answer of the rogue shocks me. It angers me beyond my comprehension, not able to believe that someone would fall so low as to use another person as a product.

"How many years is this going on?" asks Fenris, this time, clawing off another toe from the rogue's foot. The rogue is weeping now, whining, begging to stop but Fenris is so far gone now, in his blood-thirsty rage that he doesn't acknowledge the rogue, silently waiting for him to reply to the question. The rogue finally does.

"Five years, now. Oman Wulfric, Master Xavier's friend and supporter approached Lord Xavier with a proposal to allow him to have a few females from the dungeon. Since those females were of no use, Master Xavier thought of using them in exchange for money."

"Continue," is the only reply from Fenris and when the rogue doesn't, he loses another one of his toes which has him singing like a canary.

"Wulfric bought a few females but they couldn't survive his sexual appetite because a wolf is naturally very sexually aggressive. Females are too but only after they have their first heat. Wulfric told Master to provide him with a female who's more sexually active."