" You can't escape from me Babygirl and if you don't want me, I will hunt you as an animal I am " he said while his eyes hold the hidden promise in it.
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Samuel Zane Carson is known as an Alpha of the strongest and largest pack in t...
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Samuel Zane Carson Pov: -
As I sat on the chair, my eyes scanned the room with a smirk on my face. The traitor before me was tied to a chair, his eyes wide with fear as he struggled against his restraints. I took a sip of my wine, savoring the taste as I watched him squirm. Spade, stood beside me with his arms crossed, a look of annoyance on his face. He was the one doing the torturing, and he was doing it with a certain flair that only he could manage.
The traitor let out a muffled groan, followed by a whimper as Spade worked his magic. He was a master of his craft, and he knew just how to make the traitor suffer without causing any permanent damage.
" Don't shout, " Spade said with a snarky tone, shaking his head in a little dramatic fashion.
" I just ripped off your skin, nothing worse! "
The traitor's eyes widened in horror, and I couldn't help but chuckle. Spade had a way of making even the most gruesome torture scene almost comical.
" You really should have thought twice before betraying us, " I casually said, taking another sip of wine.
" You know what Zane, " Spade said, wiping his bloody hands on a cloth before turning to me with a menacing expression.
" Yesterday, we received a new stock of weapons, and I am so excited to use them. It's been too long since I've had the pleasure of using them, and I hope this traitor won't spill the beans until then. That way, I can enjoy using all my little beauties before putting him out of his misery. "
The traitor's eyes widened as he watched Spade approach the table where the weapons were laid out. He shook his head frantically, unable to speak as the cloth was forced down his throat. Spade traced his fingers along the knives and daggers, admiring their sharp edges.
" You know, " Spade said, turning to the traitor with a snarky grin on his face.
" I've always found it fascinating how much a person can reveal under duress. All it takes is a little persuasion, and suddenly, they're spilling all their dirty little secrets. "
He walked towards the traitor with a knife in his hand, his eyes glinting with a sadistic pleasure. The traitor tried to back away, but he was held firmly in place by our men.
" I have to say, " Spade continued, as he pressed the knife against the traitor's skin.
" You're not holding up too well under pressure. I thought you'd be made of sterner stuff, but it seems you're just like all the rest. " He gave the traitor a brutal punch.
