SWNOVELS Chapter Betrayal 81
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Carter POV
"So, I'm sure you realize by now that Alpha Beckham is aware of your treachery. He is also aware you were planning to force yourself on my mate. He has been kind enough, despite you crimes against him and the Blue Crescent pack, to allow me the pleasure of sending you to meet the goddess." "You can't do this. You have no proof. It's her word against mine, and she is just a useless omega who spreads her legs for every pack warrior who shows her attention," he pleads, his eyes on Beckham.
Before he can breathe another word, I'm on him. One punch to the jaw, and he is laid out on the floor at my feet. Ajax wants to rip his throat out right here, but I'll be damned if he gets off that easy. He will suffer for all he has done. Four warriors walk into the kitchen and drag an unconscious Freddy out of the kitchen.
I walk over to Bridgette, pressing a firm kiss on her lips. When I pull back she whispers, "that was very hot." I growl wanting nothing more than to throw her over my shoulder and take her to some private place to claim her. "Careful my beautiful mate. You are poking the wolf."That pretty blush marks her cheeks and I vow to see all her skin turn that pink. I pull her into my arms hating the fact that I have to leave her to deal with that a**hat.
"Can you pack your stuff while I deal with dead Fred or do you need more time before you can return with me to our pack?" "I'll pack my stuff, but I would like you to meet my parents before we leave" she says with a smile. "Of course" I say before pressing a kiss on her forehead. I turn back, and my brother is smiling like an id*ot. I resist the urge to roll my eyes. He'll be a love sick puppy when he finds his mate too.
"Please, lead the way, Alpha Beckham." He turns and we make our way down a set of stairs
into what I assume the pack dungeon. One of the guards that's waiting smirks at me. Ajax is about to growl when the guard speaks. "He woke up just as we finished stringing him up. Cried like a girl for us to help him. Went on and on about loyalty. He's always been an entitled
pr*ck, so I couldn't be happier to see him get what he has coming," the guard says. I nod and follow Beckham and my brother down a long hallway.
When we reach the end of the hallway, Beckham pushes open a heavy door to reveal Freddy boy hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. Thick chains are holding him in place, and he has been stripped down to only his boxer briefs. I smile when I see the fear in his eyes when he sees me. "Please, I'm sorry. Just banish me. I'll leave and never come back" he says, looking
toward Beckham.
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"Even if you hadn't betrayed your Alpha and pack, the fact that you planned to take from a woman what she didn't freely offer sealed your fate. You will find no mercy from me. I can't imagine you'll find any from him either," Beckham says motioning toward me. The rage that I had gotten under control is rising to the surface. Ajax begins to pace needing to smell this ba**ard's blood and fear. I move to a covered table across the room.
Pulling back the drape, I take a short silver blade in my hand. I walk toward Freddy keeping the blade concealed against my forearm. "You know what I find interesting, Freddy, is that you think that omegas are weak and pathetic. Did you know that my mother is an omega? Which means I have omega blood flowing through my veins. So I must be pathetic and weak."His eyes get big when he finally notices the blade in my hand. He tries to fight against the chains. It's almost comical to watch as he starts to cry.
He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can utter a word, I push the blade into his right
shoulder. He screams and his skin starts to blister where the silver pierces his skin. "Please just kill me" he says. "Now where is the fun in that? You were willing to have us kill Alpha Beckham without a shred of remorse, but you expect me to show you mercy. You would take him away from his pup and mate."
"I'm sorry I was wrong" he says. I walk over to the table and grab another dagger. When I come
to stand in front of the prick I relish the pain written all over his face. I drive the second blade
into his other shoulder. His screams fill the room and I don't feel an ounce of sympathy for
him. "It's a little too late to admit your mistakes now. Maybe the goddess will be more forgiving than I am but I doubt it."
I walk back over to the table and grab what can only be described as a fancy pair of shears. Freddy starts to cry and plead as I purposely move them from hand to hand. I laugh when I
notice the yellow liquid that begins to run down his legs. "I think you scared the literal piss out of him brother by threatening to cut off his little p*cker," Marco says.
I place the shears down and pick up a small whip that has been dipped in silver. I make my way back over to the pr*ck. "You are lucky I have no desire to touch your junk, or I would have used the shears. Instead, I'm going to give you a lash for every misdeed you have made against my mate and your pack. Alpha Beckham how many for the pack?"
He thinks for a moment before he finally answers. "One for being a traitor, one for lusting after my mate, and one for betraying my brother." I notice his eyes get big when Beckham mentions his mate. "Jayden told me about the way you were looking at Rosalyn. It was all I could do not to rip your head from your body, but my mate insisted we give you enough rope to hang yourself. She is a very smart woman," Beckham says, and I chuckle.
"So three for Beckham. How about you, brother?"""One for attempting to use us as a pawn in
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his f**ked up game and one for even thinking about hurting my new sister," Marco says. I smile and turn back to him. "One for looking down on omegas, one for lacking loyalty, and one for your plan to hurt my mate. I count eight."
I pull my hand back and land the first strike against his thighs. A bloody red streak is left behind as the flesh begins to sizzle. Three more strikes across his stomach and I can see he is starting to lose consciousness from the pain and bleeding. I walk over, slapping his face awake. "Please" he manages to croak out.
I walk around him without a word, striking his back three times. His screams are weak. The blood is starting to coat the floor beneath his feet. The silver is stopping his wolf from being able to heal him.
I pull my hand back and bring the whip down across the back of his thighs with all my force. Blood is pouring from the wounds faster as the silver seeps into his bloodstream. I grab one last blade from the table and make my way to stand in front of him. I place the blade near his ear and drag the blade across his neck, ending his despicable life.
I walk over and place the blade back on the table. I take a few minutes to get myself back in
control. Ajax recedes to the back of my mind. Neither of us enjoy torture, but this was
necessary. When I turn back to face Marco and Beckham, I see understanding in my brother's eyes. "Brother, you need to clean up before you go find your mate. I don't want you scaring my sister," Marco says. I smile and look down to see my clothes are soaked in blood. "We have a
room down here for you to clean up in. I'll have someone from the laundry bring you clothes,"
Beckham says.
As soon as I step into the shower, my thoughts immediately go to my mate. I can't believe how different today ended up being. I had a feeling that Beckham wasn't the villain in that a**hole's story, but I never expected to find my mate. Goddess, she is beautiful. Now I just need my brother to find his mate. I know he is happy for me, but it won't be easy for him to see me day in and day out with my mate when he doesn't have his own. I say a silent prayer to the goddess that Marco find his mate, and she is as amazing as Bridgette.
Marco POV
I follow Beckham back to his office so we can sign off the alliance paperwork. As I'm signing the last page I notice Rocco is pushing forward in my mind. He has been fairly quiet since we have arrived. The door to the office opens without warning and a beautiful little girl rushes inside, followed by Rosalyn. "Lily bear, I told you we had to knock. Daddy has a visitor and is busy," she says.
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freezing mid-signature. "She is fine love. Besides, I'm sure Alpha Marco doesn't mind. We are just finishing up." I swallow hard trying to keep Rocco under control. "Of course it's fine. It's nice to meet you Lily" I say and she giggles.
"You can call me Lily bear too. Are you my new uncle" she asks and I smile. "I'm not, but I am glad to be your friend," I say and extend my hand. She places her tiny hand in mine and smiles like the Chesire cat. Before I can ask her why she is smiling so big she speaks again. "I'm going to call you Uncle Marco anyway," she says before she hops off Beckham's lap. I watch as she rushes out of the office. When I look between Beckham and Rosalyn, they seem to be having a silent conversation.
"Is everything alright?" "Yes, everything is fine. Lily has a tendency to call all the men she meets uncles. I hope that doesn't bother you," Rosalyn says. "Of course not. I'm just glad she wasn't afraid of my size." "Alpha Marco, I know that Bridgette plans on taking Carter to meet her parents. Would you like to join us for lunch since you won't be leaving right away," Rosalyn asks.
"That would be great. I don't want to intrude on their first meeting. Since we are now allies, I'll have lots of opportunities to meet them." "Good, I'll leave you both to your Alpha business," she says. Why do I feel like everyone is in on a secret but me?