Chapter 22

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This chapter is in... KNOX'S POV!!!
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KNOX'S POV~

After receiving a mind link from Eros who is in charge of the cells, I wasted no time heading over to take care of shit that should have been handled months ago.

My heart felt sore for leaving Rosette in such a harsh manor but after what that son of a bitch did to my sister, there's no way in hell I'll waste time picking dandelions rather than getting that fucker in a silver chair.

"Where is he?" I roared, my voice echoing through the cells of the établissement where the criminal wolves are held.

Eros laughed, I could hear the room in which he was and began to quicken my pace.

"What's funny Eros?" I asked, glaring at the chump son of a fucking bitch in front of my comrade and I who was chained tightly to the wall.

"This piece of shit said something quite funny, and I got it on tape." He smiled, nodding his head in the direction of a tape recorder on the small metal table in front of him.

"Play it back." I command.

I stared at the man chained to the wall.
It was him. The man who raped, and murdered my sister. She was ten. Full of life and someone who was going to do great things, but that got taken away from her. Because this sick fuck in front of me!

Eros grabbed hold of the tape recorder and hit the rewind button before hitting play.

At first, only Eros was the one speaking, asking questions. Then his voice chimed in.

"There's no point in asking me questions pretty boy. She was asking for it when she said I couldn't touch the next one."

Next one... next what? Eros paused the tape recorder.

Eros looked up at me, "I asked what he meant by that but I didn't get an answer. I've tried water boarding, silver whip lashing, a bunch of stuff. He won't budge."

Mind linking Eros, I told him my thoughts. If he thought I might be leading on to something, I need to get Rosette the fuck out of here now!

"Next one, could that mean next in line? Luna possibly? He couldn't mean his own mate, he said next one as if it was due in time."

Eros furrowed his brows, "that makes sense. Do you want to handle him or should I?"

I thought a moment, wondering if I should handle this waste of space, or if I should go back to my mate who was probably worrying about where I went. The answer was clear as glass.
"I want you to stay. Put barbed silver chains on his chest and back, and put broken down silvered dust in any food or water he intakes. I want him to suffer until he dies."

Nodding, Eros put on the special gloves that allowed him to touch silver, before grabbing the barbed chains and enforcing the murderous piece of shit.

No longer being able to take the pain and anger, I left the cells and ran back to the pack house.
As soon as I reached the door, the scent of my mate flooded my nose and I instantly had a flash back to the first time I met her.

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