A/N: Trigger Warning, this chapter is full of torture .
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Victoria's POV
I snapped my eyes open when I felt a hard slap across my face.
I am still in the cell from before, but now I'm in a kneeling position, my hands are chained to the hard cement floor with a very short chain that allows very limited movement between my hand and and the floor. The silver shackles dig deep into my wrist, making them turn an ugly shade of red.
I look up to see Max looking at me with an evil glint in his eyes. "You're awake, good." No, bad.
He walks towards the cart and picks up a bottle and pours it's purple contents in a bowl. He then picks up a whip and dips it I the bowl of liquid and brings it back out.
"This is a highly concentrated form of wolfsbane, and I want to see just how effective it is." He said looking so happy with what he said. As if torturing me is just a fun pastime for him.
I feel all the colors drain from my face. He wants to whip me with deadlier version of wolfsbane?! That shit is already deadly to werewolves without enhancement.
' Vicky, we have to try and talk some sense into him, that thing is going kill us with one strike.' Verna said. I can feel her panic because she's the one that's going to suffer more from that whip.
' I know that! But how the hell do you want us to talk sense into a psychotic monster!' I said
'We can try to use the mate bond-'
'Verna, he obviously doesn't care about us or the fact that we're his mate.'
' Would you shut up and let me finish! The mate bond connects us to him and any pain we feel, he will feel it too. It's worth a try.'
Okay, that actually makes sense. Even though he doesn't give a fuck about us, he won't want to hurt himself.
"But you can't do that Max." I try to reason with him.
He huffs and just looks down on me. "And why should I not? You refused me of your body and you serve no use to me apart from that."
Not gonna lie, that hurt. No matter how many times he says it, it is still going to hurt that he sees me as nothing more than a toy for his entertainment.
"I'm your mate and you can't hurt me because you will feel my pain through the mate bond. Also, your wolf won't allow you to kill your mate."
Please let it work, please let it work, please let it work.. I chant to myself.
He just stared at me and laughed. "Don't you think I've already thought about that. I drank a potion that I forced a witch nearby to make while you were sedated, so now the mate bond is nil and void on my end, but you on the other hand still feel it's pathetic effects." He walks towards me, twirling the whip in his gloved hand. " As for my wolf, that mutt won't be interrupting these experiments, so don't hang your hope on him."
Verna whimpers in my head. ' That's why I couldn't connect with his wolf, this psycho has chained him deep within his mind.'
"Oh, and don't worry, you won't die. The sedative I injected you with earlier is mixed with a substance that won't let you die or pass out from the pain, but will still let you feel all of the pain."
IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL ANY BETTER YOU MONSTER?!! I felt like screaming at him, but I didn't have the energy to do so.
By now he had already walked behind me and is out of my line of vision. "Let the fun begin." Without warning I heard the sound of the whip cracking.
All at once I felt the pain of the rough surface of the whip cut deep into my skin. I let out the a loud scream, my throat hurting from how loud I am. The highly concentrated wolfsbane burns into my skin, eating deep into my spine, unbearable pain spreads through my back.
I fell the poison spread throughout my body from the wound. Verna howls in pain within me and I myself let out another scream of bloody murder.
My eyes burns with tears that are now flowing freely down my cheeks. He doesn't even let me recover properly from the first whip before he strikes me again with the whip for a second and third time, the cracking sound ringing through my ears.
It hurts. It hurts so much. I can't stop myself from letting out more cries of agony.
I beg, no, I pray for darkness to consume me. To take me away from this pain. It's too much. I can already feel my blood dripping down my back and pooling around my knees. My blue t-shirt is most likely purple now and shredded at the back.
"Please stop!... I can't take it anymore. Stop. I beg you, please." I cry at the top of my lungs when I hear the whip crack and pain radiates through my body again.
The wolfsbane has already spread through every vein and artery in my body. I should be dead by now. But thanks to that stupid, God forsaken substance he injected into me, I'm still alive.
"I see that the consentrated wolfsbane poison is working well. I'll give you a little time to rest, but I'll be back in a few minutes with the next item on our agenda." With that, he goes out of the cell with the bloody whip in his hand.
I can't move. I may not be able to die, but the poison is still weakening my body. And the whip wounds definitely won't heal now, due to the wolfsbane.
I feel my body slouch as the tiredness overtakes me. My eyelids get heavy from weakness, but I still won't pass out. My body feels like it's on fire, and my bones are aching.
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A little while later, I'm not sure how long, I hear the sound of someone entering the cell. It's no doubt going to be Max.
"I'm back my dear, and I brought some iodine to clean your wounds." I slowly rise my head up to see that he is indeed holding a bottle of the black liquid. He walks behind me and I can hear the sound of the cap being opened.
Instead of carefully cleaning my wounds with it, can you guess what he did?
He fucking splashed the entire bottle of the stinging liquid on my back without warning!
I cried out in pain as it slowly flowed down my back, intensifying the burning feeling that was already present on my back.
And can you guess what he did next, huh?
He laughed in my face.
He!
Fucking!!
LAUGHED!!!
He was enjoying the pain I was in. I feel anger boil up inside me, but I'm too weak to do anything. When he had calmed down, he pulled out a different key from his pocket and unlocks my shackles.
What is he doing?
I wanted to use this opportunity to escape, but one movement of my hand caused pain to radiate through my body. Plus, I was too tired to do anything.
He then not so gently drags me up from my kneeling position on the floor and takes me to the operating table. Then he laid my down - on my still wounded and burning back - And strapped my arms, legs and torso to the table, not leaving any room for movement.
"Now, the next thing I'm going to test is this other potion made by a different witch." He walks over to the cart with the bottles of strange liquid, which must be potions. He takes out another syringe and fills it with a sparkling orange substance from one of the bottles. "She deals with black magic. The potion makes a person feel like their soul has been lit on fire and they go through unimaginable pain for about a minute." He says and injects the potion into my neck.
I felt it pump into my veins. It started with a slight burning feeling, then it gradually became more painful. It got to the point that it felt like someone was vigorously twisting a concentrated wolfsbane soaked silver dagger in the very core of my soul.
I screamed and thrashed around on the table, the action causing even more pain to erupt from my already damaged back. I begged someone, anyone, to make it stop.
I cried and screamed for what felt like forever before the pain finally subsided. I opened my blurry eyes to see if Max looked like he held any remorse for causing me this much pain, but can you guess what I saw him doing?
I saw him taking ear buds out of his ears. He blocked his ears from my screams. And his eyes... His eyes held no hint of remorse, not o single bit of it. In fact he looked to be enjoying my screams and cries of pain.
I felt Verna whimper and cry in the deep part of my mind. It pains her even more than it pains me, because our mate is the one causing us this pain.
And in that moment, I swore to myself and my wolf that I by some miracle I manage to escape from here, I will make him pay for making me and Verna cry. And if I die here...
I swear I will make him pay with his life. One way or another.
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I feel like crying for Vicky and her wolf, it's so painful.
So, what do you think will happen next.
Will she and her wolf survive
Or will they not
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