Matthew’s P.O.V.I wouldn’t cross paths with Bella, even by mistake. I know I am not supposed to say this being an Alpha, but I also know how dangerous she is. She is the most comforting person and the most precarious person at the same time. She can love someone with all her heart and rip the same person’s head off its body if he/she is erroneous. She is strong, too strong and fierce for a person having such a small body.
I left her to handle the Rogue, because I know she won’t give him a normal death. She will give him the most excruciating and agonizing kind of death. The same reason, none of us stay in the prison cell with her, while she does it. She goes to extreme ends to get the desired outcome. We have had fair share of experience with it. This is the only reason I think that Moon Goddess paired her with Mason King as her mate. He is her exact copy. The only difference being, his reputation was known by everyone, Bella’s behavioral instincts were known by only us. She never hid it from anyone, but no one survived her torturous ways to spread the word out.
I walk back up to my office with Caleb and Ryan right behind me, settling on the couch in front of the screen that showed the live footage of the prison cell. She is settled in front of the Rogue and the warriors are standing behind him. The camera footage has a clear audio and video for us to hear every word that’s said as well as every action taken. It’s disgusting, the way he is staring at her. It’s like watching a rapist eye fuck your own sister, feels sickening to the stomach.
I am too busy looking at the screen, when my phone rings and I check the caller ID flashing Mason’s name. That’s when it clicks; we were supposed to meet him for dinner today. Shit. I slide my thumb on the screen to answer it and say, “Hey man.”
“Still up for dinner?” comes his voice.
“Change of plans. Not today” I say blandly.
“Why?” he asks inquisitively
“Pack duty” I reply back.
“Is this because of your Beta?” I can sense his anger in that statement. I don’t actually blame him for it, Caleb brought it upon himself.
“No man. A pack member was attacked by a rogue today. Have to take care of things” I retort back on edge.
“Okay. So maybe tomorrow?” he asks.
“Why are you in such a hurry man?” I enquire curiously.
“She is my mate dude. What do you mean by Why the hurry?” I get his curiosity. He is stressed about Bella not liking him back and it’s totally normal for him being so edgy.
“Okay. I get it” I respond calmly.
“Tomorrow?” he probes.
“Tomorrow” I confirm.
“Cool. Bye” is his final words before disconnecting the call.
If only he knew, what was actually happening over here. I doubt whether he might be shocked or proud of Bella’s behavior. He wants to know what and how Bella is as a person. Ryan doesn’t think that he needs to know about her ways to deal with our prisoners. But I think Bella would never want to hide such an important part of her life from her mate and that is the reason I planned to tell him everything about Bella that he should know being her mate. And I will tell him everything tomorrow, even better; I will show him.
Isabella’s P.O.V.He was taking me too lightly, if only he knew. I know it’s not possible for others to witness what I do to our prisoners, hence the reason why I ask my warriors before moving forward with my actions. It’s the same reason why Matt, Caleb and Ryan never wait inside the cell when I’m interrogating my hostages. I lose control and move up to extreme levels to get what I want. I stare at him with a small smile to let him enjoy his last blissful moments before all hell breaks loose.
“Do you have a name?” is my first usual question. He smiles and replies, “You don’t scare me PRINCESS.”
I smirk at him and ask again, “Name?”
“The name’s David” he answers this time, the smile still plastered to his face.
“Next question. WHY?” I ask.
He grins evilly and answers, “It’s what she was made for.”
I can see Mike tensing up, as his fist open and close on it. I open my fist to stretch my fingers to address him to calm himself and he does take a deep breath before calming a bit down.
“Care to elaborate?” I question back.
He smirks back, I can guess him thinking that all I’m here for is enquiring and he is kind of finding pleasure in it.
If only he knew.
He gestures towards Mike and says, “They are born to be our slaves PRINCESS.”
I don’t get it when he says that. Why is Mike supposed to be his slave? And I think he can see the wheels reeling through my head. Seeing my confusion, he chuckles and continues, “BLACK” is all he says.
It hits me like a bucket of ice water. He raped Ava because she is a black female? I can’t help the sneer from forming on my face due to revulsion. What kind of sick bastard is he? And which century is he living in to discriminate people based on their skin color? I look at Mike who is fuming right now, I look at him and give him an assuring smile to let him know that David’s word don’t matter. It doesn’t calm him much but still he stays in his place with his hands joined at his back.
“You Raped the kid because she is a Black Female?” I ask again to confirm my notion. He smiles at my words and say, “That’s right PRINCESS.”
I lose it all just hearing him confirm it and slowly get up moving towards him. Bending to his height, tilting his face to look him in the eye, “You’re going to regret this” I say with an evil smile.
“Who is going to make me regret it PRINCESS? You?” he says and starts laughing menacingly. I know what he is trying to do; he is trying to intimidate me with his laughter. It’s basic human psychology, to intimidate people by speaking, shouting or laughing louder than the said person; it breaks their confidence. And that’s exactly what I do. I laugh louder than him, my voice booming through the whole floor. Slowly his voice dies down and he looks at me with a horrified expression.
That’s right Asshole. Shit your pant, that’s exactly what I want.
“You think my Alpha is stupid? Why would he leave you with me, if he thought I was incapable of teaching you a fucking lesson?” I bark at him.
He gulps his saliva down, visibly may I add. That’s the first sign that shows that he is scared now. Gulping he says, “I’m not scared of you PRINCESS.”
“You will be” is all I say. Turning my attention towards Daniel and Mike, I say, “Get him out of this chair and tie his hands to the hook.” Both of them start to unchain his hands and legs from the silver restraints. He is too weak to move or pull any act, so drugging him is not necessary. And I don’t want him to miss any hit that I throw at him, hence the reason why I don’t drug him out. As they are busy removing his chains, he speaks again, “I seriously think you should call your Daddy for this deed PRINCESS. Doesn’t look like your cup of tea.”
I smirk at him, just as Daniel is tying his hands back to hook them up, I say, “NAKED.” All three guys tense on hearing that word and Daniel looks up at me for confirmation. I look at him dead serious in the eye and roar back, “I said NAKED.” I can sense the smirk that is slowly forming on Mike’s face and he realizes that I’m going to keep my word about giving him hell on earth.
David is horrified by my words; I enjoy his expression and answer his worries with, “And yes. You’re right. It’s not my cup of Tea. I’d prefer calling it more like my shot of Whiskey” with a smirk of my own; continuing it with “As for the comment about calling my Daddy. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll know that I’m much worse than my Daddy could ever be.”