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“Elena, Elena wake up please.” I slap her cheek slightly again. But she ain’t shaking nor making attempts to open her eyes. Her pulse ain’t beating too.
“I think you should blow more air into her lungs, that might help. There’s a lot of water in her lungs.” Tyson suggests, he is so worried as I see his brow furrowing.
“That’s what I’m doing man,” I answer with stress in my voice. I give it another try, holding her nose tight as I blow more air into her mouth.
She immediately begins to cough, as a puddle of water comes up her mouth. I sigh out a deep breath when she finally responds. She throws out all the water she has taken in when drowning in the pool. But her eyes ain’t open yet, it seems like the drug they gave her is making her this way.
“Tyson, take her to the car and drive her home quickly. Call the physician to start checking on her immediately.” I sound like I’m ordering him around, but that’s because I’m pissed to the core. I am fucking pissed as I see my soft flower this way. Drenched and weak.
“Sure, and what about you?” he asks.
“I will be back, I need to join our brothers,” I say in a stern voice. I pull her into my arms as I get on my knee. Tyson comes closer so I can put Elena into his arms. Our car is far away so he will need to be fast. Elena needs to be checked on immediately.
“Drive safe, bro.” I tell him as he begins to find his way out. It is very dark, but he will be able to manage with his flashlight on while he still has Elena in his arms.
I sigh in relief when I see them disappear into the thick night. I begin to crack my bones in my knuckles, getting ready for whoever is involved in hurting her. As I speed-walk back to the room, my eyes slowly camouflage from blue to golden red. I’m dead furious.
I find my way into the room and see my brothers are almost beaten to death, that alone woke up the beast in me!
Mr. French is no longer in the room. Sorry to his ass there’s no way to escape from me when I’m done with these men. I see blood oozing out from Daniel’s nostrils and Darius seem like he has got a broken rib from the fight.
“You all say your last prayer because there won’t be any chance to do that, once you are dead,” I smirk at the remaining five men alive. My brothers were wounded but they are sure to get rid of six men already.
I grab one by the arm, twist his neck and knock him out instantly. I don’t bother to tie him up, there’s no need for that. The next man comes to grab me from my back, but my wolf’s senses are sharper. I summoned my claws, and penetrate into his heart and rip it out immediately. I see him falling to the ground with lots of blood oozing from his nostrils and mouth.
As I attack the others, Darius struggles to get on his feet to join me. Grabbing the man who’s about to attack me with a knife behind me, he grabs him by his stomach and rolled his fist into his stomach.
They don’t get to have enough space to breathe because it is over for them. I tie him with a belt I found on the metal table, and lace it around his neck making it difficult for him to breathe.
“Where is dad?” I ask my brothers. It makes me sick to my stomach when I call him dad. A fucking rapist, a motherfucker!
“He ran,” Daniel answers. He gets on his feet wincing in pain. He also got a cut on his rib. I can see it as he presses his hands into it to stop the bleeding.
“Did you find her?” Daniel asks, their eyes focused on my lips waiting for answers.
“I found her. They drugged her and she almost died.” I grunt.
” What did they drug her with?” Daniel raises his eyebrow.
“LSD, it made her knocked out that she wasn’t able to save herself,” I tell them, clenching my fist as I recall the picture of my Elena in that state.
“Damn, they have to know what it feels like to be drugged.” Darius grit his teeth.
“No, dad has to know what it feels like to be drugged or be in that state.” I correct him.
“Let’s find him. He is still in this premises. He can’t escape, there is no way for him.” I order, the three of us split up as we run to various rooms searching for the motherfucker.
I find him first, then I give a signal to my brothers making them find their way back, to the room where I have trapped him.
“Do you think you can escape from us?” I grin, and give a nod to Daniel, to tie him up on the chair in front of me.
“Son, I’m your father. You can’t do this,” he begs.
I smile. He has no idea what he is saying right now. He almost killed my mate and he thinks I will forgive him? All these time, I punished her because of him! We fucking hurt that girl because we thought she was the culprit. Fuck our stupid ass! We almost fell for his plans to kill her. Does he think we will forgive him for that?
“You are sick, dad.” I kick the chair he is tied on, making it collapse down with him.
“How long have you been doing this?” I question in furry.
“What son?” He asks innocently. Fuck that! He should never call me his son because it fucking makes me sick to my gut!
“Don’t you ever call me your son again, or else I will break your ribs before your real death?” I dig my hands into his face as I squat down to his level.
“We are family, we can work this out. Please don’t do this.” He cries, and my brothers are getting so infuriated by his ugly tears.
“Did you ever think of your family when you cheated? Did you ever think of our innocent mom? I didn’t want her to be hurt by the news, so we sent her out of the country. And when you die, we will encourage her to get another man! A faithful man, not a dick like you. ” I drag his jaw and push it back with force.
“Here’s the drug they gave her. I found it in the black bag there in the room.” Daniel comes with the drug, that almost killed her.
“Good.” I smile as I take it from him.
“Please don’t do this, I’m your father, son.” He begs I see tears jerking from his eyes but this is just the beginning. I wish I can give him all the torture we gave to Elena because of him.
He calls me his son again but looks like he didn’t take me seriously the other time, when I said I will fucking break his ribs. I hand over the drug back to Daniel for a second, while I fulfil my words.
I went down on his level, rolling my fist as I penetrate his rib with my heavy fist. “Does that serve as a lesson?” I grin, seeing blood oozing out from his nostrils. He doesn’t even have the strength to scream because he is hooked right there in his rib. He can’t breathe properly.
I tell Daniel to put some LSD into the syringe. He does that while I instruct Darius to bring the fucking man we left in the trunk of the car, half dead, Mr Callum.
“Give it to me,” I order, and he is done fixing some into the syringe. He zips the bag close quickly and comes to the other side of the chair.
He picks him up from the ground, so he could sit upright and look into our eyes.
“Open your fucking mouth,” I growl, shoving my hands between his mouth to split his lips open. One hand at the roof of his lips and the other holding the lower lips down.
“Pour it in now!” I snap at Daniel, holding the LSD. We were prepared to do anything for our mate, to harm whoever hurt her.
He begins to choke on the LSD, I want him to know how it feels. This is what he gave to Elena so many times. Once it’s all gone down to his throat, I remove my hands from his lips.
“I hope you have the worst fucking death possible, Mr. French.” I jump off him as I go over to the bag, to get the rag. I wipe my hands clean with it.
Darius drags the asshole inside the room. He is heavy and on the verge of death already. I grab him from Darius and shove him to where Mr. French is lying, already dizzy and fuzy from the drug.
“What do we do next?” Daniel asks.
“Burn them all.” I sneer, including all the men we knocked out and tried to hurt Elena.
Darius runs back to the car to get the petroleum in the back of his boot. We always have an extra gallon of petroleum in case we run out of fuel when driving.
He brings it and I handle everything myself. I begin to pour the fuel all over the room and the walls of the building. They’re all fucking gonna pay and burn to death!
My brothers step out to avoid the fire before I light the stick of match and throw it into the room. The room blast into a wildfire and I run out to meet my brothers outside.
“You all brought this upon yourself for laying your filthy hands on her.” I grit as I enter the car and speed off.