Trigger Warning – Torture
Liam POV
I woke up this morning feeling fine. I went round checking all my responsibilities and how the pack was doing. Caught up with the strike team and still nothing.
I thought I was just worried about Lewana as a sense of dread started to rise within me. Not quickly. Slowly over hours. It was coming from somewhere in the pack, but I couldn’t work out where. I thought I should check with Arthur to see if he
knew.
“Hey, Arthur. How is everything on your side of the fence today?“.
“Fine. But I’m assuming you’re here because of that dread feeling in the pack“.
“I know, right? Something is definitely off. Have you seen Alpha King?“.
“No, I haven’t seen Conrad“. He raises an eyebrow at me when he says it. I know he is asking why I’m not referring to him by his name at the moment, but I can’t explain it. Something is off, and he is not my brother currently.
“I can sense his bond, but he is calm at the moment. It’s someone else“.
“Well, the only ones not near the pack grounds to visual check are soldiers and guards. Check with them“.
We both start mind–linking them all, but some aren’t responding. I can feel their bonds, so they’re not dead or in trouble.
I’m getting pissed at them now.
“Jackson respond. Where are you?“.
Nothing. Arthur tries.
“Jackson, are you hurt?“.
“No, Beta Arthur“.
Why the hell is he talking to him and not me? Before I can ask, a look of fear crosses Arthur’s face, and he urgently messages Connor.
‘Connor, where was Jackson stationed today?“.
“The prison. Why?“.
“FUCK“.
I look at him, terrified. “What the hell is going on?“.
“They’re not talking to you because they have been Alpha commanded not to. Conrad is in the prison doing something he
doesn’t want us to know about“.
We sprinted over and could smell the fear before we even got to the door. When we entered, I could hear the silent prayers
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and crying coming from every cell. I made my way to the main area in the middle of the prison, used for eating during the day, and froze when I saw him.
My Alpha King is sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, calm and content. In front of him, in a homemade contraption that hung him from the ceiling, was the mutilated body of Blake.
He was naked, and the blood was still dripping from him into the congealed pool below. He had been sodimised with a metal bar, castrated, beaten, stabbed, and sliced repeatedly with a blade and whipped until flesh came off. Alpha King had
tortured him to death.
I vomited at the sights. That’s what gets his attention.
“Liam, you brought Arthur. Good timing“.
He spoke as if we had turned up for a scheduled lunch booking. Unsettlingly cheerful despite the scene in front of us.
Arthur speaks as I’m unable to. “Conrad. What have you done?“.
“Do you think if he had done the right thing in the first place, everything would have been different. Realistically, he could have still killed his first Luna, and you could still have raised Lewana. But I mean, when he found out she was a blessed wolf and was my fated mate. If he had made a different choice in the moment and decided to protect her until I came forward as Alpha King. I know I would have loved her instantly, and she would love me as she does now. I’ve been Alpha King for four years. We would have had pups by now. But instead, he made the choice to keep her hidden and abuse her for profit. Everything led back to that choice. So this is all his fault. He deserved what he got“.
His eyes flick up to the balcony, and that’s when I see her. Ebony was handcuffed to the balcony railing. He forced her to watch the entire show. He forced her to watch as he tore their bond apart. Her eyes were red from crying, and they now held a dead expression in them.
Alpha King got up and started creeping towards the stairs, mockingly calling her name. “Oh, Ebony“.
She froze instantly with fear. He eyes avoided the stairs as he stalked up them.
Alpha King’s voice is thick with fake concern, with a mocking tone underneath. “Why are you sad, Ebony? Didn’t you like it? You’ll make all the Alphas sad if they think you don’t like it. Be a good girl and moan for me“.
I get what he’s doing. She used to say those things to Lewana when she was a child.
When she doesn’t respond, he gently brushes the hair away from her face before grabbing a fistful and yanking her head back.
“I SAID MOAN“.
She lets out a half–moan, half–cry, and begins to shake as she cries again. There are no tears this time. She has nothing left.
“There’s a good girl. Here’s what’s going to happen. Once the body is removed, you are going to clean up the mess. You have always done that for him, so don’t see why you should stop now. Tomorrow, you are going to give Liam the list of names of every Alpha that hurt her and how many times they did. All the information on how you advertised her, how they paid, and how they communicated. If Liam doesn’t have that list by midnight tomorrow, you will be back here, and your oldest son will be down there“.
He stands up and uses his Alpha Command to address the rest of the prison. “As for the rest of you, if you don’t start
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sharing information soon, it will be your turn by the end of the week“.
He walks over to us and just stares at the stranger in front of me. “Alpha King. Why?“.
He looks at me with a cheerful look. “To help. You said you needed information, so I found a way to get it for you. I’m kind of hungry now though. Going to go to the barn for lunch“.
He walks out whistling a happy tune as I look at the chaos in front of me.
“You go, kid. I’ve dealt with this kind of thing before. It’s not something anyone else should have to learn“.
I look at Arthur, not able to comprehend how he is so calm. I turn around and walk out.
As soon as the air hits me, I collapse on the ground as the adrenaline wears off. What do I do now?
