Breaking free and beating bitches

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WARNING:

MAJORLY GRAPHIC CONTENT.

if YOU CANNOT HANDLE TO MUCH BLOOD ETC, DO NOT READ THIS OR JUST LIGHTLY SKIM OVER IT.

I growled as my arm was roughly yanked by some wolf who thought he was super macho, a grin on his ugly face as he brought me into a room.

My eyes took in two things and once, my mate who looked absoloutly terrified at me being there, and the ugly ass mother fucker who was standing over him with a sneer and a dagger.

My anger was totally boiling over my this point and I growled ahain, the sight and smell of Dereks blood pissing me off to an extent that would make anyone wish they were already dead.

I looked at the other warrior's brought in with me, a deadly and twisted smile making its way onto my face.

"Kill them all, get Derek out of the line of fire, and leave the guy with the dagger, that fucker is mine"

Everyone in the room looked confused, minus my warriors, and suddenly we had twisted ourselves free and shifted, blood spilling to the floor and red ashes sparkling everywhere. In the mess of noise I saw Lorence and Jessie pulling an unchained Derek to the corner of the room like I had ordered, and I turned with a wolfish grin to the head of the rouge's group.

The noise of battle quickly subsided as the enemies where all shredded, and my warriors seamed to recognize the Ex Alpha I was now facing.

"What"

The leader, who had a scar across his left eye and a bald head, looked confused at how quickly this had all played out and I smirked.

Bitches be like...

I shifted into human form again and picked up a dagger I conveniently found by my feet, my twisted smile back in place.

"No one harms my mate and gets away with it alive."

He growled ferally and Launched himself at me, so in reply I thrusted the dagger forward and twisted it into him, not anywhere vital though, I planned to have some fun, because like ive said numerous times, no one gets away with harming my mate.

Hot blood spurted over my hands.

He dropped to the floor with a gasp and I waited sadistically for him to get back on his feet, and when he did, I swiftly brought the sharp object in between his right shoulder blade, severing the nerves there.

He howled in pain and I knew everyone was watching me with sick fascination.

I laughed softly at him when he fell to his knee's, gripping his arm, and I softly tilted his chin up so I could look him darkly in his frightened eyes.

"You messed with the wrong family"

I drew the knife across his eyes horizontally, effectivly blinding him.

His scream was bloodcurdling but I just laughed, anger still racing through my veins sharply.

I felt the shudder go up around the room and I continued my torture.

"Perhaps I won't kill you, just continue the torture and leave you to slowly die, painfully and horribly"

He whimpered and started begging, the blood dripping from his blinded eyes.

"Please, Please!"

I laughed coldly.

"Please what? More torture? Are you a masochist perhaps?"

I brought down the dagger into the centre of the back of his hand, giggling like a maniac as he screamed again. No one was stopping me, and all I wanted to do was drag it out a tad longer.

"No, I don't think ill kill you"

His begging of 'please' Got high pitched and screechy, so I stood and watched him for a moment before grabbing the back of his neck and slamming his face onto the concreted floor with such force he was knocked out cold.

I stood back, partially satisfied.

"Leave him be, the only thing worse than death is a painful life, and that's what he shall receive"

I turned and my eyes connected with Derek's, my gut twisted.

What if the hates me now?

Thinks i'm a monster?

would it be worthy  to of gotten that bit of revenge?

I trembled as he hauled himself to his feet, I expected him to walk out or something

But he grinned in awe.

He mother fucking GRINNED!

I smiled shakily and cautiously walked over to him.

"That was the most beautifully disturbing thing I have EVER seen"

We both chuckled and I looked at the other wolves, who looked rather dazed, a new found respect for me in their eyes.

"Lets go home"

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