You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 35

“Me?” I asked innocently, “I fail to see how I can help with this; I had no say in what happened to that girl.” I gave a fake laugh, hoping to brush off the conversation.

“Perhaps not, but you’ve already done so much to help, and for that, I must thank you.” He nodded towards the warriors and immediately I was seized, a silver collar placed around my throat.

“Drake?” I gasped, feeling the burn as it restricted my wolf.

“Did you think me stupid? That I hadn’t noticed what was going on? Surely you are not that moronic to think I would leave this pack without leaving strict instructions that both you and Khaos were monitored? That your every move would be noted down and reported to me the instant I returned? My mate and my heir, I couldn’t take any chances.”

I snapped my head towards the door as I heard the sounds of struggle, seeing Khaos being dragged in on a leash, his arms and legs bound, another collar around his neck and a gag in his mouth.

“Ahh… just in time. You see, dear Ryssa. I have known for some time now that you’ve been training our son. That for whatever reason, you’ve hoped to gain his favour by granting him his wolf. It satisfied me to let you play your games, to see where you would take this, but time is not on our side right now. I gave you the chance to come clean, one last opportunity to prove you were on my side, loyal to your mate. You failed the test, Ryssa.”

What a fucking fool I had been. I should have stayed on my guard. Drake would never have willingly discussed Khaos, if he had any concerns, he would have taken them to his Beta. I was not his confidant. In the end, I had been wrong. It wasn’t Khaos that gave the game away, it was me.

Tears pooled in my eyes as Drake continued, “I cannot afford to go to war with Louisa’s father, and so we’ve reached a decision. You, my lovely, beautiful mate, are to spend a night with him. He will do to you what I did to his daughter, although he won’t kill you. You’ll be returned... somewhat whole.” I tried to fight against the restraints, screaming out my anger as a warrior clamped a hand over my mouth. I felt a sharp sting in my arm and recognised the Wolfsbane from the instant dizziness that took over my body.

I had to fight this.

I had to push past the haze that was taking over me, to keep some control over this situation. Louisa’s father would destroy me. It didn’t matter whether he intended to kill me afterwards, I wouldn’t be able to live with the humiliation.

“Khaos,” I whispered, intending to tell Drake that Khaos wouldn’t allow this, that I had made him strong enough to prevent this and protect me.

“Ahh, yes, Khaos. As I said, Louisa’s father is still under the impression that it was our son that raped and killed his daughter. He understands that Khaos cannot be put to death, let’s thank the rules of the werewolf council for that, as well as your inability to provide me with an heir and a spare. However, there are other ways he can be hurt. In fact, some might say this is worse than death.”

I heard Khaos scream as he was thrown onto the dining table, handcuffs secured around his ankles and wrists, keeping him pinned down and spread eagle.

“It’s such a backwards society we live in. For the most advanced creatures on earth, the Moon Goddess keeps us so limited in our sexuality. Find your mate of the opposite sex, settle down for life. That’s it. No alternative and no choice over gender. Many wolves are turning away from this, choosing to remain unmated and carrying their frustrations with them every day. Young Khaos here is going to provide some much-needed release. He is to be of service to every warrior in Louisa’s pack. Once they’ve finished with him, he’ll be given over to anyone else who would like a turn on an Alpha Wolf - you’d be surprised how many men get hard at the thought of fucking such a powerful figure, especially if it’s against their will. Just think, sweetheart, had you not released his wolf, his cries of mercy would be granted. The violence about to be inflicted upon him would have killed him had you left him alone. Instead, he will heal, time and time again, ready for his next sexual partner. I hope he remembers the gift you’ve given him.”

The last thing I heard was Khaos screaming, begging for mercy as his father laughed evilly and announced that he would be the first to have a ride on the virgin alpha, breaking him in for everyone else.

I had just enough time to take one last look at him, to see the fear in his eyes as he openly sobbed. He met my gaze and, in that split second, I saw how haunted he was, how much we had destroyed him already. This would tip him over the edge, which was exactly why Drake was doing it.

The last thing I remember before I was dragged away for my own punishment, was thinking that this was the moment of no return. If Khaos survived this night, it would be this act that stayed with him, fuelling his revenge.

We were all doomed, the sands of time shifting against us.

Present-day

Violet

Tears ran down my face as Khaos finished telling his story, and I shook my head in disbelief.

I had never in my life heard such a heart-breaking tale, but he had told me his life story in such a cold, detached voice. It was almost as if he was reading the weather, and not telling me about