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

not question why I was

I am strapped to a strange table, my butt exposed and

clips as he pushes a

can barely contain my tears of humiliation and anger. It is the first time Azael has 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

my cheek. "I know you are, but even so, you will be punished. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

the other method taught you nothing, tonight,

I usually do this to women, but I think

It

moment, I think I will be spanked with a belt. But then Azael picks up something from a nearby table and shows it to me. "Do you know what

reply as I look at a yellow root in

be more exact. And do you know

living in the torture prison for so long and seeing many things, nothing surprises me, and everything can be used as a weapon or a torture device.

will," Azael says as he pushes the ginger inside my

around it, producing more pain. Tears fill my eyes. "It hurts. Please take

my hair. "I

walls as tears stream down my face. I don't think I will survive the

me, but I know better than to do that

with Azael again when the door opens, and Alec enters. His eyes are wide as he sees me. Anger flashes in