Her Brutal Alpha novel Chapter 85

The silver chain in my left hand was stinging and I continued to ignore the pain as I stalked behind her throwing the chain around her neck, forcing her up rapidly as I quickly twisted the chain around her neck three times, yanking it tightly as I pulled in opposite directions.

Her body slammed into mine, her back leaning on my chest.

Like my father, I wanted to torture her as I gripped harder and harder. The smell of our burning flesh irritating my nose as she attempted to scream from the agonising pain, her hands clawing at the chains to break free.

"Blai-" Her voice coming out hoarse and tortured. "Blain-"

In panic her body began fighting, trying to shuffle and yank herself out of my hold, her breathing getting heavier and heavier as she began to feel distressed at the thought of dying.

I held on, ignoring her attempts to claw at my face as her body started to go lifeless, yet still conscious so I leaned in close to her ear. "That's for my mate and my daughter." I whispered just before I let go, watching her body roughly fall backwards.

Saliva dribbling out of her mouth, her eyes bulging out of her eye sockets from the intense pressure on her neck. Her eyes still open, a petrified look still lingering within them.

I stared down; Mellissa was now dead with the silver chains now loosely laying around her neck.

The clearing was silent and was throughout, I turned my head to the side to see Gabriel and Pierce staring at me with closed looks, not wanting to show me what they were thinking.

I glared down at my hands, the intense pain suddenly hitting me at once. They were a blood red, the flesh swollen and blistering. The tissue in my fingers beginning to turn black as blood dripped down my fingertips.

I focused my attention back to my pack wolves.

"Clean this up." I ordered as I headed towards Gabriel and Pierce.

Blaine's POV:

"Blaine I," Gabriel began but I cut him off as I stood in front of him and Pierce.

"Gabriel, you don't need to say anything. You and I deal with things very differently and in my eyes, she deserved it." I stated knowing that he was shocked at what had happened. At how brutal and merciless I could be.

He probably expected me to kill her quickly and snap her neck in two, but I didn't want to give her that pleasure.

"Alpha," George began as he rushed towards me after he finished attaching a drip to a wolf, a nurse taking his place as he hurriedly came to examine me.

"Oh wow." George said concerned, dragging me towards the sink that was already prepared and filled up with ice and cold water. He grabbed my wrists forcing my hands to sink in.

I clenched my jaw at the intense and invasive feeling as I allowed George to hold my hands in. I growled slightly, the cold water soothing yet fiercely stinging.

"I'm going to have to wrap them both with gauzes and cream, and I'll have to attach you to a drip as silver is in your blood stream which is not allowing your wolf to heal you properly."

I nodded at him in agreement, now regretting not wearing gloves yet in the moment I wanted to feel how she felt. An action my father used to do to me as a child, a trait I have seemingly carried on.

George ordered me to stay in the same position for twenty minutes, while dragging a hospital bed towards me, forcing me to sit down.

Once the time went by, he made me lay down as he searched for a prominent vein in my arm before burrowing a needle in, a drip now attached.