Kill me
BANE'S POV
I sat in the chair, my mind racing between the good and the bad. I felt like Renee and Mr. Hyde right now.
My own personal mind was telling me that this was unnecessary, however my wolf felt as though this was needed, that this is what things had to resort too.
I pinched the top my nose. Struggling to drown out the headache that was forming from this internal battle of sin.
The room was cold, cool crisp air bouncing off of the thick cement walls. I blew a sigh, watching the smoke from my breath swim in to the air.
My wolf was howling for me to back off. Forcing me to return behind that tinted glass window. Obviously, I did.
My mate and I were leaving in two days for a few days. I refused to leave this last monstrosity dangling in my dungeon, clouding the atmosphere with is despicable musk of rogue and fear.
I have given him two options; tell me what he knows, or die at this very moment.
He was hanging there. His pale skin was almost bloodless as his flesh was nearly peeled back from his bone on certain parts of his body. Recent work by me I must admit.
His heart beat was fading, its steady beat minimizing below normal. After days and nights of torture, he has begged me to end his miserable life.
But I could not do that. Well not yet.
I walked toward him, causing a stream of panic to flow across his agonized face. I knew he could not take another session of me. I knew he could not handle the life threatening pain.
"SPEAK!" I snapped. He shook in fear from my outburst.
"NOW!"
He lowered his eyes to the floor. That look of bravery and strength that I have had the pleasure of seeing from him once before, has now vanished. He was pained, left with the look of defeat and deep dejection.
To bad that mercy was not in my blood for the likes of him.
I gripped his neck. I slowly tightened my grip, listening to the whistle of air struggling to invade his lungs. My nails extended, puncturing the flesh of his neck, drawing red from the open puncture wounds.
"O-okay."
I smirked at him. I released the grip on his neck and allowed him the opportunity to take his breath, due to the fact that it might be his last one.
"B...Bane" He coughed.
I tensed up, extremely disgusted by the sound of Renee's name in this room.
"What about him?" I asked.
"He was working for someone-" "WHO?!"
"I dont know."
I began to dig my nails into his chest, enjoying the feeling of my fingers slowly entering flesh. I enjoyably listened to him struggle and cringe, yelping for me to stop.
"I-I dont know." He mustered up the words to say again.
I wanted more information about the person who had the audacity to try and capture my mate. However, I knew this man was telling the truth. I released him.
"What else?" I stepped back, fighting the urge to force any and everything out of him.
"Bane, he-he was supposed to hand her over, however, he made things personal...with you."
"Mhm."
"We did not know he knew you. He pretended as if he didn't." He sighed. "We just wanted to be left alone. He promised us dominance."
"Renee?"
"No. The person Bane was working with. Some unknown person. He never came to the home personally. He used human communication to cover his tracks."
"Human messenger?"
"Yeah, his way of staying under the radar. That day of the attack, the unknown man was suppose to come and get her."
I replayed his information, struggling to gather some sort of clue from his truth. Who is it? And why?
"When you said dominance, what do you mean?" I asked.
He lowered his head, refusing to speak of it anymore. I, on the other hand, had no time for it.
"WHAT..DO..YOU.. MEAN?!" I roared. He nearly caved under the base and strength of tone of voice.
"The person, the person Renee was working for, promised Bane and us, his men riches, dominance, and unlimited accessibility to any and everything." He added. "He said packs will fall, making the rouges, us, leaders."
I growled out in annoyance and anger. This person has given these boys false hope and beliefs that if they continue with their orders, they will be made dominant?
"Did you believe this...person would help you overthrow packs all over the world?"
He lowered his head again in disappointment, realization settling in that the information that they were given, was only false hope.
"I-I.. Wish I didn't."
I was disgusted with him. Sick from his stupidity and lack of intelligence. However, Renee, she felt sorry as he watched this boy come to realization that his act was nothing more then greed for something he would never be offered.
"What else?" I asked.
"Thats it, thats all we were allowed to know and honestly, that was all we needed to hear."
"Are you sure?" "Yes." He sighed.
The baby was the only string that kept us together and without the baby, we were nothing except for wild animals fighting, arguing, and wounding each other.
It would be an embarrassment, a shame, if he learned that I had been taken by Bane and his weakling of a pack. He would laugh at me, taunt me for where I had come in my life, and I didn't want any of that.
In the silence, I found the time passing by slower than usual. My head throbbed in pain from whatever they had given me to force me unconscious, but it wasn't long before my body began getting sore.
I changed positions, sweeping left and right but wherever I faced, I found blood and dirt smeared on the
Sadly I believed his truth, all of it. Bane, a manipulative bitch who was able to find young, weak-minded rouges to control. He was outrageous, slimy worm that deserved to be sent to damnation.
I turned away to leave him.
"Kill me." His words echoed through the thick walls. I stopped and looked at him. His eyes were heavy, weak, his breathing weakening.
"Not yet." I smiled.
"Please!" He begged as I walked away, leaving him alone for the moment.
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