The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 221

Chapter 221
The line I traced cutting into his flesh had blood gathering together in small clumps. It rolled down his skin slowly, almost excruciatingly slow.
It was sort of fascinating in a way.
Red painted his pale flesh. Bruises and marks scattered across his abdomen from the beating he took from the paddle. Stringing him up to the ceiling by his wrist as Isaac and Emerson took turns beating their fists into his sides with brass knuckles had weakened him more.
The already broken ribs breaking more.
Bone shattered.
He had slipped in and out of consciousness more times than I can count but we had him coming back each and every time.
It was a game.
A game of wills.
One I was sure he’d be losing.
Benicio hissed as soon as the metal touched him, squirming against the chains binding him to the chair. His wrist and ankles were bound to the arms of his seat and the legs. There were no chances I was willing to take. Foolishness was not an option.
The last thing I needed was to tie his restraints loose enough for him to slip free. Missing arm or not, it wasn’t safe to let down your guard. Underestimation was deadly.
The process of restraining him had been a major issue. That was a given.

Having to force a full grown Beta into a chair was difficult, but we’d managed. There was a lot of thrashing, cussing, snarling and mid-shifting going on, but the sedatives Ivory had given him lulled his wolf enough to prevent a full shift.
That, and the fact he was still recovering from the missing limb.
The smell of burning flesh wafts into the air, but I don’t flinch. I don’t pull away when he starts to dig his feet into the ground. The way he grits down on his teeth and the ticking of his jaw was enough to let me know he was being stubborn. Then again, when was he never? It was his stubbornness that got him here in the first place.
“Tell me, what do you know about Xeneron? Why didn’t you help Duskfall? What is it that you’re hiding?”
I bend over, staring him straight in the eyes. In all my years I’ve been too small, too insignificant to him, and yet here I was finally at eye level. I was more than he ever was.
More than he ever thought I was.
“How did you know about Lila?”
Benicio’s lip tugs up into a smirk, bloodied teeth on show as he shook his head. He’s tired and worn out, but he still had the audacity to smirk.
Sweat had drenched his hair and body. His putrid smell lingering in the air but slowly becoming stagnant the more my rage spilled over. My patience was wearing thin but I restrained myself.
Benicio chuckles- dry and broken.
“So strong yet so clueless.”
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Chapter 221
He continues to shake his head in amusement. Desperation pours off of him, but he’s holding onto his pride. He’s forsaking any chance of surviving for his reputation.
Or at least, the shambles of it.
“You disappoint me, Selene.”
His tone is mocking. His words meant to insult and condescend, but when you’ve lived through years of the same treatment, the same words being thrown at you time and time again, it means nothing in the end. It’s nothing but words. There’s no substance to it. Nothing to take from it.
“My love,”
I call out, never once taking my gaze away from the Beta.
“Get the gag.”
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