Genevieve's eyes narrowed in contempt from behind the wisteria that clung to the edge of the guard house, as she watched Lexi and Greyson fucking so openly against the perimeter fence.
The jealousy and anger that coursed through her as she watched the ecstasy and complete trust and love between them both made her angrier than she had ever felt before.
Why was Lexi the one chosen for her mates? She had no right to be mated to one wolf, let alone a Lycan! She was nothing but a fucking halfbreed.
She briefly wondered when the Goddess had become such a cruel mistress…content to watch her own children suffer while elevating those who had no right to happiness.
A sadistic smirk curled at her lips as she watched Greyson stiffen as he reached his climax and sagged over her briefly, before he helped her to stand and cradled her protectively…lovingly against his chest whilst his cock stayed rooted inside of her.
There was no way that she intended to let this happy couple live in peace and with what she had overheard she was sure that Sebastian and Logan would want to know about this.
She carefully made her way back from the perimeter glancing towards the clock tower about the town hall and headed towards the pack house, hiding herself as best she could as she moved through the shadows.
The Lycan Princes should have finished their meeting by now and they would expect her to be arriving at any minute in order to satisfy their needs. As much as she would prefer to avoid them until their moods improved, there really was no avoiding it and she knew that eventually, the brutality would pass.
Hopefully far sooner with this information, now that she had proved herself useful once again.
She could hear them bickering with their younger brother, Hudson, as she arrived outside the door and frowned. This didn't bode well for her plan at redemption.
Hudson was not like his brothers and she didn't trust him at all. He was softer and easily bullied into doing what he was told and in her opinion, he was a weak Lycan. Neither Sebastien or Logan held any respect for him at all.
Although she knew that she would have been treated better by Logan, eventually, they would have forced him to share her with them. She wasn't stupid, she knew what pleasure they took in tormenting him because he reminded them too much of Greyson…the brother that wouldn't do as he was told.
At least Greyson was stronger, he would have been a perfect compromise instead of Brad, but Lexi…
Her fists curled angrily at her side as she took a deep calming breath and knocked at the door. Instantly silence descended within.
"Who is it?" Logan's wary voice called out.
"It's me, Genevieve." she answered hesitantly, bracing herself for what was to come and hoping desperately that she could talk her way out of another session that would leave her bloody and bruised.
The door swung open and revealed Logan's grinning face, but there was no warmth in his smile, instead it promised only cruelty.
"And how long have you been standing out there?" He asked nonchalantly as he leaned on the doorframe, his eyes gleaming as they ran the length of her body.
"I knocked as soon as I arrived…just like I always do." She lied confidently as he narrowed his eyes and leaned in closer.
"I can smell the fear when you aren't being truthful, you know Genevieve." He murmured, his lip curling distastefully.
"Then you'll know that I'm not lying now," she said emotionlessly as she stared straight ahead and into the room.
"If there's any fear in her scent it's probably because of what you bastards put her through on a daily basis." Hudson spat in disgust.
Sebastien laughed as he made his way over and grabbed hold of Genevieve's wrist, pulling her forcefully into the room and gripping her chin tightly.
"Mmmm, she loves how we treat her," Sebastien purred dangerously, "Don't you, Genevieve?"
She nodded resolutely as she flicked her eyes to where Hudson was standing, his face a mask of thinly veiled horror.
"Tell him Genevieve," Logan insisted as he shut the door gently and walked leisurely to stand behind her, his eyes fixed on his brother as he brought his hands around to squeeze her breasts painfully, "Tell him how much you want us."
Genevieve swallowed the cry of pain that threatened to break free as he squeezed her already bruised breasts tightly and turned to look at Hudson.
"I love everything that they do to me…I want it…more than anything." She lied effortlessly, her voice not once betraying her in this lie that she had told him a thousand times over.
"I think you should watch this time, Hudson." Logan chuckled as he pulled her top off over her head, exposing her breasts.
He hummed as he pinched them between his nails, the pressure increasing as he spoke.
"See? She's already turned on…maybe we should make this a threesome."
"No." Hudson growled, as Sebastien and Logan looked at each other in shock over his uncharacteristic objection, "It's bad enough that I have to listen to it next door, but I won't be part…"
"You'll fucking do as we tell you to, brother," Sebastien growled, or there will be consequences for you if you don't."
Hudson's face hardened as he glowered at them but didn't respond. He knew he had two options here.
Either comply with their demands which he knew full well would be humiliating for this shell of a woman that stood between them, or remove himself from the situation and have them treat her with more indignity than if he had stayed.
It wouldn't be wrong to assume that she would be blamed for his lack of interest which left him in a difficult position.
"Before we start…I have something to tell you." Genevieve said suddenly, feeling the fingers tighten painfully on her chin.
"And what makes you think we give a shit about what you have to say whore? Hmm?" Sebastien sneered down at her with cold eyes.
"Because it's about your brother, "she said as she waited for their reaction, "It's about Greyson and his relationship with Brad."