Chapter 59 They Will Never Stop

Chapter 59 They’ll Never Stop

Khione

I couldn’t understand what the point of all of this was. It was clear why the bears attacked and the Stoneclaw, but why did Colton’s mom get her pride involved and Goddess Becca and Tina wouldn’t stop. I was raging, I could barely contain my wolf she wanted to rip Becca and Tina to shreds for almost harming our pups. The fucking nerve going after children what kind of person harms babies willingly they were fucking disgusting. I’m not going to kill them no I want to torture them and then lock them away forever. I had them dragged to the dungeon and took great pleasure in beating the shit out of them. Remembering their intention of hurting my children. And I don’t care, I really went in on Becca breaking several bones. I removed the spell to keep them silent, letting them scream and plead which only fueled my rage and pain. The thought of losing my babies wouldn’t let me stop until my arms became too heavy.

Tina

I lay on the floor. It was cold and hard my body shook. I was in so much pain my breathing was labored I saw black spots. But this was better than the feeling of my heartbreaking. I kept seeing the eyes of my son and then, then the little boy who was almost identical to my Isamel and the little girl who matched Isabella. I saw Jaxton standing there before we were dragged away cupping Khione’s face. When he finally looked at me his gaze was murderous and full of hatred. After Khione left, he and Tristan came in and we thought they were just going to question and berate us but no they beat us worse than Khione did. The only thing that I could move was my right eye. My jaw was broken arms and legs and hands. They poured wolfsbane onto our wounds. Our screams were silent as Khione cast the spell once again. I couldn’t even cry anymore, they wouldn’t let us sleep, and every time we dozed off, they blared music or turned on bright lights. They wouldn’t let us heal they didn’t ask us any questions they didn’t tell us anything they just beat us, starved us, and kept us from sleeping or healing. Now I wish we had stayed with The Devoted.

Dravos/Dominic

I convinced Khione to remove the spell to question Becca and Tina. Once I was alone with them, I let them know who I was. They lit up thinking I was going to help them escape.

                                        “Dravos?”

                                        “What were you thinking? Why didn’t you stay with The Devoted?”

They glared at me

                                        “You knew where we were?”

                                        “Of course, I set you both up somewhere for you to raise your children away from Khione.”

                                        “I thought the whole plan was to kill her.”

I laughed so hard I threw my head back

                                        “That was never my plan. I’ve always been in love with Khione.”

                                        “Is that why you took our babies to give to her?”

I smiled

                                        “What about our parents?”

                                        “Necessary sacrifices.”

                                        “W-what do you mean?”

                                        “Don’t expect mommy and daddy or your old alpha and luna to come to the rescue unless they could rise from the dead.”

Becca gasped tears rolling down her cheeks I didn’t care if it hurt the two of them brought silver knives to our nursery.

                                        “I won’t be helping you and now The Devoted will keep your children.”

                                        “Why?”

                                        “Stupid question. You were an entitled bitch and now you get what you deserve.”

Tina remained silent crying quietly she seemed to finally accept her reality, but I wanted her to hurt too

                                        “And Tina your family was executed for their stupidity. The two of you not only destroyed your lives for men who didn’t want you but the lives of your families as well as the lives of your children.”

I play them several videos of their children hugging Khione calling her mommy and telling her they love her. Videos of Khione kissing them, reading them stories watching the anguish and pain on their faces before allowing some of those men from the ball in their cell to use them as cum rags all over again.

Khione

I hadn’t really slept in weeks since the attack paranoia was choking me. I couldn’t leave the children for more than a few minutes. I didn’t even give my mates time. I felt like I was losing my sanity because I couldn’t trust anyone. Internal interrogations were taking place because it made no sense how they got in. My spells and runes should be impenetrable, so someone had to have interfered with them. I rocked four of the babies in my favorite rocking chair.

                                        “Kay, you need to leave your room.”

I said nothing

                                        “Please, Kay.” 

                                        “Snowflake?”

I don’t want to talk I don’t want to leave my room, I don’t want a repeat

                                        “Are they still in the dungeon?”

I ask every hour

                                        “Yes, Snowflake.”

                                        “Did you check the chains, give them the wolfsbane, and check the runes?”

                                        “Yes, Kay.”

                                        “Let us watch them go and take a bath.”

I finally turn and look at them

                                        “I took a shower two days ago and you left the room.”

                                        “We won’t leave this time we promise.”

I wasn’t sure if I believed them. I felt disgusting I usually take two to three showers a day but every time I was in the bathroom I jumped at every sound scared someone broke in again to kill my children or take them.

                                        “Princess please all of this is taking a toll on you.”

                                        “A toll? Someone tried to kill our children who kills children?”

Tears came to my eyes again, my hands shaking. Having them beaten and tortured regularly wasn’t enough for me. I don’t think it will ever be enough because THEY TRIED TO KILL MY CHILDREN. The rage always followed the anxiety and sadness. I did nothing to deserve this. It is not my fault that Tristan and Jaxton were fated to be my mates. And I gave them each a choice and an out they chose to stay with me, to mark me, and to claim me. This is normal and natural in our world. Why do they think it’s okay to destroy my world and hurt my children?

Nathan

I felt so guilty that I brought this to our door, to our pack. I thought once they realized who my mate was my situation they would back off and not try to use my powers anymore. But they wanted revenge for me escaping the fact that they kidnapped me and made me an assassin. I was trying to pull myself up to help Khione but the guilt was eating away at me. After the last time I saw her snap and cry her eyes out I haven’t been able to go to her. I paced my room trying to build up the courage to do something productive. I knew what I needed to do I needed to kill the Stoneclaw pack to make up for putting everyone in danger. I hated the thought of having more blood on my hands, but I needed to do something, or they would keep coming. They will want our children if not to kill them then to use them as they used me. I couldn’t allow it I rather them take me again then take them.