Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Chapter 158

Alec's death anniversary is the only time of the year I visit his grave

Not because I don't love Alec with all my heart but because remembering I am why he is dead kills me and fucks up my mind on a daily basis. If not for my mistake, Alec would still be alive. Sure, Alec would be then the one bonded to Angel, the one to fuck and love her, but he is worthy of Angel, especially after everything he did to protect me

I run my right palm against the cold surface of the headstone while promising to kill Azael for what he did to Alec-a promise that I make each year

"Flashback Reyes, 9 years old,**

Two years have passed since Azael took Alec and me to a strange building. Alec refers to it as a torture prison, while Azael calls it a medical facility. I agree with Alec; it is a prison. Azael takes blood samples from us at least once a week, and on our way to the examination room, we would sometimes see naked women and men full of scars and bruises. Whenever I ask Azael about them, I receive the same answer, 'They are being punished for breaking the rules.'

I know all about the rules and what would happen if any of them were broken

Chapter 158

The first night in the strange building, Alec and I were told the rules of that place and the consequences of breaking them. They are fairly simple to follow, except for one to keep our rooms clean at all times

Alec and I learned fast to keep our room spotless. Especially after many harsh punishments

of the examination rooms. When Azael came after me, I did not question why I was taken in the middle of the night, although Alec did ask. No

to a strange table, my butt exposed and facing

me again," Azael clips as he pushes a finger inside

done something like this, and it hurts. "I am sorry," I whimper, hoping Azael will stop whatever he is doing to my butt and punish me the usual way for having

something with his finger, causing me stabs of pain. I bite the interior of my cheek. "I know

"Yes."

Since the other method taught you nothing,

but I think it will be as effective on you as it is on them." Azael

It doesn't

finger from my butt, and for a moment, I think I will be spanked with a belt. But then Azael picks up something from a nearby table and

I reply as I look at a yellow root

to be more exact. And do you know what

me, and everything can be used as a weapon or a torture device. "Please, don't.

says as he pushes the ginger inside my

my butt is on fire. My internal muscles clench around it,

pets my hair. "I will. In the

I don't think I will survive the pain until morning. It hurts

Alec to come help me, but I know better than to do that and get

about to plead with Azael again when the door opens, and Alec enters. His eyes are wide as he sees