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Jarred POV

I don't know how long it's been. It feels like months, I've been here. I've been starving, thirsty and I don't know how much longer I can last.

Everything hurts. My so called brother never missed a days beating.

Whipped, punched, bruised, burned, blistered, scrapped, slashed.

I don't know how much more I can take.

I don't even even remember how I got here. All I remember was arguing with Rayne.

Oh, Rayne.

I missed her. Missed her smell, he voice, her eyes, her smile...I would do anything to get her back.

I jolted when I heard the loud creek of the door opening.

Time for another beat down.

Though I could smell his presence, I can't see a thing. My arms and legs are restricted with chains.

I'm completely vulnerable.
Exactly what he wants.

" Hello, younger brother. Did you miss me?" He chuckled.

I said nothing, not that I could but I didn't say anything.

I heard rustling around. I listened attentively to figure out what it was but it stopped.

I listened, sniffed the air and my heart nearly stopped when I smelled the faint poison.

Wolfsbane.

My stomach growled at the worst part. It was loud and demanding.

" You hungry, brother?" He chuckled.

I frowned.

What kind of idiot asked a hungry person if they are hungry and just heard their stomach growl? That's dumb.

" Eat this!"

Out of no where my head was pulled back and his disgusting fingers were lodged themselves down my throat.

No I don't know biology or anything but this is what people to do throw up. I haven't eaten anything so there's nothing to throw up. Nothing except stomach acid.

That's what I ended up throwing up after he stuck his fingers in my throat.

All I heard was his sick twisted laughter over my coughing and hacking.

How can he be my brother? How?

" AH!"

Stung. He whipped me. Over and over again.

" Not so big and bad are you?!"

Whip after whip. Slash after slash. The whip was lathered in wolfsbane which only made it worse.

" You are no Alpha!"

He slashed over the fresh slashes making it hurt worse.

I screamed, yelled and cries out in complete pain and agony.

" You aren't fit to be an Alpha!!"

I didn't want him to know he was getting to me. I didn't want him to see that he had an effect on me.

I bite my lip so hard it drew blood. Trying to keep from screaming out only made him want to hurt me more.

He's my brother.

He laughed like insane maniac as he whipped and whipped.

I slowly start to feel myself black out again. He always beat me until I passed out due to the excruciating pain he put me through.

It always satisfied him.

Part of me wanted to black out, so I wouldn't feel it anymore but the other part wanted to stay awake, to show he doesn't get to me. He has no effect, but we both know he does.

The whips stopped when I almost out. I was breathing heavily, shaking.

" Don't die on me, bro. I'm not done with you, yet." He sang.

Just kill me already.

Nothing but shear pain in my shoulders.

He twisted the wolfsbane lathered dagger in my shoulder.

" Ahh!!"

He ripped the knife out. I'm sure blood was covering the floor by now.

It'll take a bit of time for them to heal but when they do, I know this sick creature will be back.

He always comes back.

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Sorry it ain't that long, I couldn't describe this well enough. I did what I could and I hopes y'all enjoy.

Sorry for the late update. I've got endless excused but who cares. I updates!

YAY!!!

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