A Gamma's Revenge by Ylyanah

Chapter 379

Chapter 379

I look at the file I am holding in my hand. I know the face of my target by heart, and yet I take another look at it. My Lycan growls as I let my eyes glide over the information. My target is a female this time, and she has gotten away with her crimes one too many times. Today, justice will be served, and I can't wait to carry out the judgment, followed by her punishment.

Each target I ever went after was able to avoid justice until our paths crossed, and I always made sure that I left behind something that would make it clear that this was payback-something their victims' families would recognize. It was the only way I could make sure those families knew that justice was served and that no one would ever have to endure what their relatives did.

I also make sure it always happens in a public place, a place where my targets are most likely to be found by strangers. With that, I increase the chances of details leaking to the outside world. I don't want my targets to be found by friends or family who will make sure details stay hidden. I want it out in the open to instill fear in those that commit crimes, and I want them looking over their shoulders.

My target walks in with two males following her, and I smile when I see both males looking rather bored. I bet they can think of a few other places they would rather be. She snaps at the males for not bringing her luggage with them, and one of them turns on his heel to walk back outside. Moments later, he shows up with two suitcases. Looks like she isn't traveling light-two suitcases for only one night at a hotel.

walk around the city to pass the time. It will be a few more

and head up to my hotel room, where I will get ready for tonight. I will be waiting for her when she gets back to her room. My face will be the last face she will ever see, my voice will be the last she will ever hear, and I will make sure she dies

my head as my Lycan points out it won't do her any good. We will take all three of them out if we have to, but something tells me that

through the suite, and I wonder how

out-whether it is here in her bed or out there on the couch. I sit in silence as I listen to her heartbeat. It is erratic for some reason, and it takes a while before it settles down. I watch the alarm clock on the nightstand as her breathing evens out, and like every other time,

target sprawled out on the floor. I pull the syringe from my belt as I walk around the couch to her side. I get down on one knee before pushing the syringe into her ass. She barely stirs as I empty the fluid into her body, but a moment later her eyes snap open, and I see the fear in them when she realizes there is no sound coming from her mouth. I can tell she is trying to reach her

and males in there chose to be there, and you never stopped any of your clients from raping them over and over again. Today, you will die after feeling some of

pain.

is clear to her that I know a lot of what she put her slaves through. What I am about to do won't kill her, but it will cause her excruciating pain—a pain her slaves have gone through over and over again at the hands of her Father and Brothers. I will make sure she feels the same pain. I lift her off the