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He stared into his eyes, looking at him with the most serious face he ever formed, while he stared into his eyes too.



He spat on Richard right in the face as an evil laugh proceeded out of his mouth. It was more of a mocking laugh than an evil laugh, laughing wildly while showing off his dentition filled with blood.



Richard cleaned off the blood which rested on his face with his right hand as he laughed also at the audacity which filled the man.



Richard's smile gradually changed into a frown on his face as he brought out his long sharp nails and scratched him on the face, giving him marks with large amount of blood flowing out of it.



"That was terrible!", Richard said out aloud as he shook his hands trying to remove the blood stains in his fingers.



The man was still bound to the chair, looking at Oliver who laid helplessly on the table. His right hand had been amputated, leaving his elbows and the other part of his hand leading to his shoulders



He saw the pain which Oliver was in, his heart bled for him as tears ran down his eyes, mucus flowing down from his nose, his face soaked with his own sweats while his face was still gushing out blood from the effect of Alpha Richard's scratch.



"Oliver!", He called out with his voice filled with emotions and pains.

"Stay with me! Oliver!!", He said trying to comfort Oliver but Oliver still wept at the sight of his own arms being cut off.



He had imagined what he felt when he heard something like that, but he never believed he would also be a victim of what he imagined.



But with all the things Richard saw, he saw something different from what the normal eyes could see.



He saw the tears gushing out of Oliver's eyes. But his tears were inspired by the tears gushing out of this man's eyes.

Why would a soldier weep profusely for his fellow soldier?

Was there some kind of relationship between this man and Oliver?

Or could Oliver be the younger brother to this man who was bounded to the chair?



He puzzled while he stared at both Oliver and this man, but he was drawn to the passionate way this man stared at Oliver, and he got so inquisitive about the kind of relationship between them.



"There seems to be a relationship between you two...", Richard finally said out aloud, his hands on his jaw acting like he was puzzled, or maybe he really was puzzled.



The man on the chair straightened his face, acting like he felt nothing or didn't understand anything Richard was trying to say.



But he knew Richard very well, he and Oliver were at the mercy of Alpha Richard who could force the answer out of any of them without any form of stress.



"Care to share with me what that relationship could be?", He said as he walked over to the prisoner bounded to the chair.



Richard looked at him trying to see if he would speak out, but he didn't. He rather turned his face away, trying too hard to avoid Richard's gaze.



"I thought as much...", The scorn on Alpha Richard's face came up again as he looked sternly at him.



Richard wasn't surprised at all, he knew for sure, he wouldn't say anything, he was too arrogant to say something.



Even in his misery and pain, he had vowed not to fall for any of Richard's tricks. But Richard thought outside the box, he knew the perfect way to make him talk, easily.



He walked over to Oliver who was tied to the large round table, weaving his way around Oliver, looking at him with pity and then said to the man, "If you don't answer the question, I'll drive my sword into any of his body parts"



The man scoffed as he looked away, he considered every word he said as a joke until he heard the sound of Richard sword being drawn out of it's scabbard.



Then he realized he wasn't joking, until he heard Oliver screaming at the top of his voice. Richard had driven his sword into Oliver's left thigh, with a smile on his face.



"Tell me what I need to know!!", Richard ordered as he pulled out the sword from Oliver's thigh and was about driving it again into his right thigh.



The loud screams Oliver gave out, it pierced his soul, he felt like breaking out of his hold, but even if it wasn't to kill Richard, but at least to save Oliver from the pain and the torture he went through.



Richard stood for some seconds, looking at him, there was no answer coming out from him, and just then he was about to pierced Oliver's right thigh with his sword again until he heard him shout, "He's my mate!!!"



Mate? Like a same sex mate? It happened on only very rare cases where the mate of a wolf would be of the same sex, he had never come across one before, but sadly, he had met one, but in the dark room.



"Oh! A queer couple. Not what I thought!", Richard said as he had a smile on his face.

Really, Richard had not thought in that direction, he only felt the relationship between them was family, related by the same blood, but mates? This only made everything fun for him.



"What is your name?", Richard asked the man bounded to the chair. Now he was at the mercy of Alpha Richard. If he didn't answer any of his questions, then Richard would obviously hurt Oliver just to force them out of him. M



"Nathan!", He answered coldly with his head still bowed to the ground, panting heavily due to the screams and the pain in struggling to break free.



"Well Nathan!!", Richard said as he walked away from Oliver. His footsteps echoed throughout the entire room, he walked as though he was counting every steps, dark aura emitting out of his body.



"I see guilt written on your face!", Richard said.

He used his forefinger to carry his face upwards, staring into his eyes while Nathan stared into his eyes too.



Nathan's dark eyes were all gone, his tears had washed off the darkness in his eyes leaving a faint blue coloration of the eyes.



He was weak within him, his eyes spoke pain and guilt, tears and blood gushing out of his eyes and face respectively.



"You understand what it means to put your mate in risk, not being able to care and keep your promise to your mate, that's how you made me feel", he said with his smiley face gradually turning into a frown.



Richard spoke those words ushered out with emotions and pains. Seeing Emily being beaten, assaulted, and laying on the ground in pains struck his heart again, causing him more pains than before.



With more thoughts of Emily running through his mind, his grip on Nathan's jaw tightened, he was squeezing his jaw like he was about to break the bones underneath with just his bare hands, but then he stopped all of a sudden when he heard him screaming.