You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 94

With the last of my strength, I dragged her back to the pile of rubble and laid her body atop of it whilst I went in search of the tools I needed.

Nyx moaned out, my name on her lips.

I ignored her.

After all that she had done, there was no possible way she could even think about begging me for mercy. Even if she plucked up the courage to ask, there was no mercy left in me.

This had been coming for years, and now I could finally put an end to her evil ways.

It felt like hours later that I returned. I had gathered all the things and needed and spent an enormous among of time piling all the bodies of my lost pack members onto the wooden floor of the training arena.

I grabbed Nyx, tying her limp body to one of the last remaining beams that hadn’t been burnt to the ground. I placed her in the centre of the bodies, pinned to her own makeshift crucifix.

With an evil smirk on my face, I made my way over to the can of fuel we saved for our loved ones. Whenever someone passed away, we burned their body with a prayer said over them to guide their spirit to the Moon Goddess, hoping she would welcome them to the garden of shadows and eternal night.

Nyx screamed out, both in anger and fear. She looked at me, her lips thinning until a white ring circled them.

I ignored her, emptying the last of the petrol on the surrounding bodies before I stood back and observed the scene before me,

I swallowed hard against the daunting site. Almost everyone I had ever cared about was in that pile.

Save Violet and the baby. They were all that mattered now.

The thought of my own little family had me pushing forward. I lit the match and said a few words to the Moon Goddess, pleading with her to take the souls of these innocent wolves and forever protect them in her Kingdom of Wolves. And damn those that needed damned.

Judgement would be served and she, in her ultimate wisdom, would deliver the punishment that she saw fit.

I permitted my wolf one howl into the night sky and threw the match onto the bodies.

Nyx screamed as the flames licked through those that she had killed earlier, building closer and closer to her, the heat warming her skin and turning it an angry shade of red.

The fear was clear in her eyes, knowing what I planned for her. I grinned at her like the sadistic mad man she had heard rumours of.

The wooden floor caught the flames, circling around the bottom of the wooden beam directly below Nyx’s feet. I was no doctor, but I knew enough about injuries to know that her legs were safe. She wouldn’t feel the flames as it burnt its way through the flesh on her legs, but there was a very strong possibility that her upper torso and arms were fully capable of feeling everything that was about to come her way.

Goddess I hoped so.

My theories were half confirmed when Nyx released her bowels in fear as the flames caught onto her clothes and spread up her legs, moving higher to her knees, her thighs, her hips.

She tried to move her arms, tried brushing off the flames as they caught onto the petrol on the tips of her fingers. She brought her hand to her face, trying in vain to blow out the flames that danced down her arms.

Her screams resounded out through the now barren pack lands, echoing off the destroyed buildings. I wanted to look away but refused to allow myself.

I had to see this.

I had to make sure this was finally the end.

She coughed as the ash from the embers burned her throat, her eyes bulging from their sockets with the agonising pain. The fire caught a lock of her hair, shooting up the silken strands.

Her entire face became surrounded with the golden flames, framing it as though it were a halo.

The irony was not lost on me.

I stayed until I saw her head flop forward, the fat in her cheeks having melted from the heat, causing bubbles to protrude over her skin. I took the entire site in, memorising it, waiting for the triumphant feeling to pour over me. I had wanted this all my life, had planned for it, and spent sleepless nights plotting her demise.

I never got my reward. The feeling of triumphant victory never came.

Instead, I was sickened by the needless waste that had occurred here. No one needed to have died. So many innocents had been caught up in this, and in the end, it had achieved nothing.

All this because two people could not accept who they had been fated to be with, and created a life neither of them wanted, but one that neither would give up. It wasn’t enough to banish their baby; they had to ensure their life was one of complete terror and suffering.

My baby would never have this life.

They would know nothing but happiness and love.

Starting from now.

I got up to my feet, gritting my teeth against the pain, and set off with a slight limp toward the Atlantis Pack to rescue my pregnant mate.

Goddess help anyone that got in my way.

Violet

In the darkness of my cell I called out to my mother, pleading with her to release me. I made promises to her, assuring her she would never have to see me again. I would go away with my baby and she would never have to be a part of their life. I tried to appeal to her way of thinking, letting her know that I would cut all ties with this pack, never letting them know I was pregnant –