Violet’s POV
Loud, angry voices were coming from the gates of our quarters. A Big bang was suddenly heard, and it seemed to come from all sides of the place, so everyone in our quarters, including me got frightened by whatever it was and a lot of people decided to make a run for it.
I could only suspect that the alpha had come to take his baby home anyway. That was putting it in the best possible way, because for all we knew, it was obvious that Rachelle was in deep trouble for what she had done.
Not that what she had done was terrible anyway, but because she had laid her hand upon one of the prized babies of the alpha of the Paz pack. And ‘laid her hand’ was only putting it too lightly too. She had beat Kyle up very badly after he had begun to hit her.
Kyle was bleeding in multiple places and his face was swollen with cuts over it. He was even walking with a limp.
Noticing that gave me two theories. One, either Rachelle was incredibly strong for an Omega or maybe, she was one of the werewolves with heightened powers like speed, or smell or sight, I had met a few of such gifted werewolves when I was younger, but it looked like I was friends with one now. Rachelle, but only her special gift was strength.
Or two, Kyle, the apparent next in line to the alpha position was too weak to be an alpha- to even be a beta, or a delta in some packs. And that was why he got a very good hard beating for his bad behavior.
I mean, I was thoroughly impressed by the number Rachelle had done on his face, but now, as the realization sank in, and as I heard the noise, I began to wish that Rachelle had not done anything at all.
Because for all we knew, for injuring and disgracing the alpha’s son, Kylie and her father would not let her go without a good torturing period from them.
For all we knew, there and then Rachelle might have just as well been pronounced dead.
I looked at Rachelle and watched in pain as she realized what she had done and her body began to tremble and she began to cry. Some guards rushed in at her and tied her hands and feet with rope.
Rachelle did not even try to fight back, as it was like she already knew what was coming and that she had accepted her fate without any qualms.
The dragged her out of the slaves’ quarters and a lot of the slaves followed suit, not with the intention of defending her, but with the purpose of just watching. I followed them too, praying to the goddess that nothing terrible would happen to Rachelle, and maybe some kind of miracle would occur.
They took her to a large open space that I had not been to before. Which was not surprising as I did not really know anything about this pack.
The space was open and there were stake-like sticks sticking out of the ground, and in some places there were visible signs that something had been burnt, as there was ashes everywhere. I looked further to find a wolf which was in the process of shifting to a human- or was it the other way around? The disfigured body lay lifeless and charred lying among ashes and blackened dust.
Oh wow.
“This is where werewolves get publicly punished for anything that the alpha would regard as a misdeed. Most times, the werewolves who get punished here end up losing their lives.” A slave whispered to me.
I heard gasps and then I turned around to see Rachelle being tied to one of the sticks coming out of the ground. She was so still and submissive that I would not have known that she was still alive if not for her constantly blinking eyes as sweat dropped down her face.
Then the two guards who had carried her out produced a whip each and began to hit her simultaneously, and Rachelle did not start crying out until the fifth stroke.
The sound of each lash of the whip was usually followed by a deep injury on wherever the lash had touched, and Rachelle continued to cry out until a loud voice boomed. I could practically trace all the lines on her body through the cuts in the slaves’ uniform from the whips and it looked like she was having a hard time breathing.
How she was able to withstand all of this pain and torture, I honestly did not even know.
“Enough!”
The alpha of the Paz pack.
All our eyes turned to see him standing upright like a deep rooted tree with his two children behind him on each side. Kylie frowned at anyone who dared to look at her and Kyle stood like a pathetic child.
He had a large purple eye and on his head, was a bandage wrapped around it. His father and sister stepped forward and then he followed suit with a limp.
“Where are my play tools?” The alpha of the Paz pack thundered. “Did I not ask you to prepare them for me?” He spat at the guards who began to run around, suddenly terrified.
“You foolish little girl.” The alpha said as he took slow, menacing steps towards Rachelle.
“You did beat up my son, did you not? I mean, sure, he is a weakling. A disgrace to my lineage that is what he is.” He said, still walking.
“But that does not give you the right to do what you did to him though. He is above you in all aspects, and you are nothing but a disposable waste of space, as my daughter likes to put it.”
“Now, tell me, brat. What exactly would I do to you? Killing you off seems like a merciful thing for me to do. And we know that I am not merciful, not at all.” The alpha smiled an evil smile as he held Rachelle’s face in his hands and seemed to study her face as he held it.
And then his left hand moved up very quickly and then he brought it down on her face hard, the sound moving through the entire field.
Four guards appeared there and then, carrying a large table full of torturing tools and pain inducing materials.
Then with a loud voice, he ordered.
“Get a bucket of cold water and pour it over her head. And then get another and do the same.”
The guards obeyed, tripping over themselves to obey the alpha’s order, and soon the two of them appeared, each carrying a bucket filled with water.
And then they poured it all over Rachelle, who shivered instantly.
“Pass me the wires.” The alpha said. “Have they been connected to the outlets?”
As he said so, I followed the wire lines and saw that they ran far and seemed to come out through an opening in a wall.
“Yes sir. They have been connected and ready to use.” One of the guards responded.
Ready to use. As if they were talking about a car or a bike.
Goddess, please. Do not allow them to inflict any more pain on Rachelle. She has done nothing wrong! I cried out to the deity we werewolves worshipped.
Then he touched Rachelle’s wet, shivering form with the naked ends of the wires and she began to shake and scream.
He was electrocuting her!
I was so afraid for her, and I fought the urge to try to stop the alpha of the Paz pack, because if I did so, I would also be in her place. That seemed selfish, but for some reason, I knew I could not withstand the pain Rachelle had been enduring all long. I was sure that if I got one fifth of the treatment Rachelle received, I would surely die.
But watching Rachelle scream for doing nothing wrong felt just as horrible.
I could not take it anymore, I ran to where Rachelle was tied down and dragged the alpha’s hands off of her.
Then he turned to me, still holding the wires in his hands.
Thing was, next thing I knew, I was in the same position that Rachelle was in.
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Everett’s POV
I was pacing around my personal study waiting for something. Anything! Anything that involved news about Rachelle or my sister or the Paz pack. But I had not got any information about them yet.
That was when my phone made a ‘ping!’ sound abs then I rushed towards it, hoping that it was news at least.
It was a text from my spy, the one who worked for me from the Paz pack. He sent a text telling me that the alpha’s son had hit Rachelle again, and apparently, she had fought back, giving him terrible injuries.
That is my woman!
But then his message also involved something about the alpha finding out and punishing her for defending herself with whipping and electrocution.
And my sister tried to step in, but unfortunately, he tied her up to and wanted to give her a beating too.
It was time to attack. If I did not, there was a big possibility that I was going to lose my mate and sister at once.
“I cannot allow that to happen.” I thought aloud as I made a few calls, telling my head soldiers to get their best soldiers with the best weapons they had. Then I called two of my body guards.
We got into my car and so was off in the direction of the Paz pack.
This is war.
The only reason I had not gone to save Rachelle and Violet was due to the fact that the spies I had planted had each reported to me that the security at the Paz pack had been doubled. Even at the borders. Especially at the borders.
And I knew that Rachelle and Violet were probably going through a lot, but thing was that, if I got spotted, I feared what would happen to them. I knew that the alpha would not hesitate to use them as leverage over me, and I was not willing to risk their lives as long as I could hatch another plan.
But there was no time for plans now. Only action, and since they are practically begging for it, they would get a taste of what true pain feels like.
“Alpha Everett, you do know that security is tightened at their borders now, right? Do you have a plan on how we are going to get past that?” One of my guards said.
“Yes. What if we get spotted and then they grab the girls?” My other guard asked.
“Do not worry boys. I have reason to believe that at this time, the security placed at the borders is probably absent, or short of staff at the moment.” I said, clicking my tongue.
“But at this time, all that matters is the safety of my woman and my sister. Alright?” I asked them.
“We would fight to the death to protect the life of our future Luna and your sister, my alpha.” My first guard said with a salute.
“I would do anything to ensure that the women are safe once we get them. I swear on the goddess.” My second guard nodded with a serous face.
“Good.” I nodded. “I trust you, and now that we have got all of that settled, let us focus on our mission. Remember that your only duty is to save Rachelle and Violet. And I have faith in your abilities. I know that you would not fail me, especially not at this point when I need you the most.” I said with a sigh, praying for Rachelle and Violet to hang on.
Everett is coming to save you both.