Adrian's POV
ALPHA'S HATED MATE
Adrian's POV
I couldn't sleep at all, Mirabelle and Racheal fell asleep and I kept watch, Santiago had also gone to bed but found me awake around 7am, he told me to go to bed which I did, for about three hours I slept and my sleep wasn't a place of rest it crawled from nightmare to nightmare.
I hate that Mirabelle makes it hard to protect her when she knows exactly why I'm so hard on her.
By the time I woke up, Racheal and Mirabelle were awake, they'd had breakfast and that meant I could nag them or punish them, whichever came first. I wasn't going to tell Mom and Mother about what happened to the girls, but I did tell my brother Martin his take on the whole thing was to punish them as Alpha not as their brother.
I called them and Santiago to my office, I barely said a word to them and they were already crying. “We have rules for a reason. Do you think we do it for fun or just to bother you? Fuck no I’m a busy person so is Santiago we have a pack to run here but instead you want us to spend most of time babysitting you two!”
Santiago finally walks in and takes a look at the girls then back to me. “Are they crying? no, no girls suck it up you wanted to go to that party and we let you but you went and disobeyed us.” He snaps.
“We don’t tell you what to do because we enjoy it, we want to protect you and see what happens when you don’t listen…” I scold.
“You got drugged and you…you were almost raped do you know what would have happened if we didn’t get there in time to stop that bustard?” I take a deep breath and turn to Santiago watching me silently as the girls sob. “I don’t even want to imagine what would have become of you. Now tell me punishing you isn’t worth it, give me one good damn reason I shouldn't punish you.”
I glance at my watch waiting for them to speak up, but nothing. I think Martin was right, I should punish them as Alpha, maybe then they'll learn a lesson. “Go to your rooms and stay there you’re grounded, no TV, no phones, nothing. Just go there and reflect on what you did. We are so disappointed in you both. The only place you're allowed to go is school then right back, are we clear?” Santiago speaks before I do, almost like he knows my punishment would have made them cry and bleed.
They quickly nod and he gestures to the door for them to leave, they're gone so fast it's like they weren't here.
“I fucking failed once again!” I growl, my fist colliding with the wall.
“You saved her.” Santiago argues.
“What if I was a second late? He would have taken advantage of her. I can’t protect Moon the way I desire and you know she’s everything to me man I..”
Fuck, I hit the wall again, this time he doesn't interupt me and when I let go, I feel the heat of pain rush straight to my knuckles. “On the other hand there is your mate.”
“The cursed girl, what now?” I mumble.
Santiago laughs, this is funny to him. “You can't just bring her here and forget she exists, that's not right.”
“What more do you need from me Santiago?” I sneer.
“It's more like what you need with her, Adrian.” He says matching my tone.
I don't give him a response, instead I go to cells underground, in the dungeon as we call it to see the stupid nitwitt that wanted to rape my sister, turns out he is an Alpha's brother, one that isn't a fan of me nor I him. I call five gay men to toy with him a little. “Look Xander I brought you some friends since you wanted to have fun last night with my sister and I ruined it, I thought I should make up for it.”
He shakes his head, tears already falling, “Please man I'm sorry I swear she was flirting with me.”
“Flirting isn't an invitation to rape women, consent matters just because she flirts back doesn't mean you take advantage of her, let her make the choice of how far she wants you to go with her.”
“I'm sorry.” He cries out before I even lay a hand on him.
“Boys he is all yours for now. Take turns don't be selfish.” I wink at the guys behind him who I've already instructed to rape him to their hearts content, I personally selected them for this, 10 inch dicks to wreck his anus.
*************
Six hours later I'm still in the dungeon, Xander's screams have been music to my ears and watching him cry out in pain almost got my dick hard. “Who would like to go again?” I ask as the last guy tucks his dick into his pants.
I smile, feeling very trigger happy. My Wolf is probably clapping his hands right now, “Okay my turn to play.” This is his favourite part of being paired with me plus, he's always happy to play and so am I.
The buff guy in a red shirt with muscles to beat ties Xander to a chair for me, I chuckle, oh yes I am a psychopathic being and what fun it is.
I grab my butcher's knife and lick it a little bit. “I told you my sister would be the last girl you ever touch, didn't I?” I tilt my head and frown at him when I read the perfectly visible fear on his face.
People have two reactions, when they see me one is fear and the other, is awe, if not then a combination of both.
I begin to chop Xander's right finger's off one by one, I ignore the blood splattering from the same finger's that touched my sister in ways that give her nightmares for a long time as well, other girls, I did my research, this fucker deserves everything I'm doing to him. He abuses girls and gets away with it because he is Alpha's little psycho rapist brother who enjoys sex when women fight back and scream only to scramble at his mercy.
His screams are loud, too loud for my liking. I tune him out and carry on with my art. I chop his fingers off his left hand the same way I did his right ones, slow, easy, and with a satisfying grin on my face. His screams turn hoarse and his pleading is getting on my nerves this time.
Bored, I drop the knife and scan the room for something to torture him a little bit more so he can motivate me with his energetic screams, not the hoarse bullshit torturing my eyes. My eyes land on a bottle of acid, my feet move before I debate the decision. I quickly grab it and turn to him. “Alpha please!” He cries out louder than he was when I was chopping off his left fingers and honestly, I'm raving in the glory of his pain.
I don't waste time opening the acid bottle, oh I made a bloody mess here. When I administer the acid to his wounds he screams loud like I wanted him to.
Throwing my head back I laugh, it's amusing to watch. “Alpha!” He pleads, tears dropping down his cheeks the same way they did on my sister's face when I found her. The image of Mirabelle at his mercy when Santiago kicked down the door last night flashes before my eyes and everything goes black.
Ignoring his screams like he did her's, I grab his head and twist it behind him as I drag my nails in his neck to cut through his soft skin before ripping it off, his blood splatters everywhere and I lick it off my lips to taste my success.
When I'm prosperous in my endeavour, a scream pierces the air, bouncing off the thick walls to produce an echo loud enough to break my trance. I turn to see who it is and I'm right, Santiago and Camilla are standing ten feet from me, how none of the blood that just graced the room didn't get on them, is the eighth wonder of the world.
“What the fuck are you doing bringing her here, get her the fuck out before I rip her's off too!” I roar at him.
Camilla runs before Santiago can act, she's quick on her feet I will give her that but she probably experienced from running from her bully's that are possibly just as weak as her.
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