My Promised Rejection (Olivia and Ace) novel Chapter 145

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***********Trigger Warning Torture************

Agatha POV

When I manage to finally open my eyes, I wish I hadn’t. I’m chained to a chair in a room that is unfamiliar to me. Across the room Roger is hanging from chains. His eyes are closed but every few seconds he moans. As I look him over more closely I can see small cuts covering his skin. Blood trickles down his skin and pulls under his feet. “Roger, what is this place,” I whisper yell. At first, I don’t think he hears me, but seconds later he manages to open his eyes. He is staring at me but says nothing. “Roger, what is this place,” I ask again. “Hell,” he

croaks out.

Before I can ask anything else, a door appears on the wall behind Roger. “Pet, you’re awake. I thought maybe you’d still be out for the count,” a woman I’ve never seen before says as she taps Roger’s cheek. When her eyes meet mine they are as black as that b**ch Tanith’s. Fear grips me as she moves to stand in front of me. “Tanith and I thought we would give you a little family reunion before we got started, but first we have a guest,” she says.

The door she just stepped through opens and Melanie steps into the room. “What is this? Why is she here?” “Were you not listening? I don’t really like to repeat myself. I don’t have a lot of patience. In fact, Tanith is always going on and on how I need to take my time with my victims. So I’ll say it one more time. She is our guest before our little reunion with your brother. See she lost her life because of her own choices,” she says, cupping Melanie’s cheek.

“But you planted the evil seed. You made promises to an impressionable young girl. Made her believe she was special. My father made me believe that once before he sold me to the highest bidder, but that’s a story for another time. Now we haven’t met, but I am Nemesis, the Goddess of Vengeance. I am here to make sure that Melanie gets retribution for what you did not only to her but her mate,” she says. I feel like I can’t breathe as she conjures a knife out of thin air. She hands it to Melanie, who stares at the blade with fascination.

When her eyes finally meet mine, I swallow back a lump of fear. She steps toward me with a coldness that I’ve never seen on her young face. “Melanie, I truly am sorry. You don’t need to do this,” I plead. Without a second of hesitation, she drives the blade into my stomach. I scream in pain. I watch as blood saturates my shirt. “You knew that Colton was my mate. You knew that he wanted me. Why would you do this to him? Why would you hurt your own pup? I know you don’t care about me or any other pack member for that matter, but he is your son,” she says.

“He was never meant to be. I never wanted a pup. I was meant for more than taking care of a sniveling whiny pup. He was nothing more than a reminder of what I couldn’t have.” “Then

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why have him. Why bring him into the world,” she asks, like she didn’t just stab me. I can feel myself growing weaker by the second. “My mate didn’t want me. I thought a pup would at least get me a mark, but he didn’t care. He never accepted Colton. If it wasn’t for Cassandra I would have gotten rid of him completely. She insisted Colton was important to my future.”

Before I can speak again, she drives the leg into my thigh. “You are an evil b**ch. That was for Colton. Here is a bit of information that the Goddess shared with me. Colton is going to get a second chance. He is going to fall in love and be the man the pack deserves. He is going to become Alpha. He and Ronan are going to become close, and they are both going to forget you. You won’t even be a bad memory,” she says.

She pulls the blade from my right leg and plunges it into my left. “That is for my dad. I am so grateful that Della saved him. I wish I could tell him how sorry I am and how much I love him. I should never have listened to you. I should have been happy with Colton,” she says, wiping tears off her face roughly. She looks at Nemesis, who smiles at her. Nemesis turns to look at me with a sinister smile before everything goes black again. What the hell is happening now?

I’m not sure how much time passes when I hear voices. “You should be proud of me. I wanted to rip that knife out of Melanie’s hand and cut her tongue out before I stuffed it down her f**king throat. She cared nothing for her own pup. She is just like my ba**ard sperm donor.” I realize quickly that it’s Nemisis talking, but I’m not sure to who. A scream has my eyes snapping open. I’m still in the same room, but this time my arms and legs are chained,

so I can’t move.

I look down and all the blood from earlier is gone. My eyes move across the room where Nemesis is standing in front of Roger. I can see by the look on his face that whatever she is doing is making him sick. When she turns I fight the urge to puke. She is holding his junk in her hand and blood is pouring from where it used to be attached to him.

“Did you know your big bro forced himself on his goddess given mate before he rejected and killed her? So his punishment, among many other things, is to lose the offending appendage every day for the rest of eternity. It was a thing of beauty to watch when we allowed his mate to do it the first time. He cried like a baby while she smiled,” she says, tossing his d**k on the floor at my feet. This time I can’t fight it the vomit rising in my throat. A maniacal laugh from behind me has a cold shiver moving down my spine.

“After all the nasty, vile sh*t you’ve done, you don’t have the stomach for a little torture, Aggie?” I feel like I can’t breathe when the woman from the pack yard that called herself the Goddess of Torture steps into view. Another scream has me looking back toward Roger just in time to see her run a blade across his neck. It doesn’t take long for his body to go limp. Tears roll down my cheeks. I’m not sure if they are for Roger or for myself.

“Don’t cry Aggie, we are just getting started,” Tanith says. She steps out of sight again and my

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heart pounds against my chest. Why is my heart beating if I’m dead? I don’t really have time to wonder before Tanith steps back in front of me. I whimper when I see a whip in her hand. “How many should I start with Nemesis,” she asks like she is talking about the weather. “I think at least ten, but don’t be surprised if she doesn’t make it to five. She really is a weak b**ch for all her plans,” Nemesis says.

The first crack of the whip lands on my thighs. “Did you know this piece of work thought she could use Ronan to get to our niece? She actually thought she could control the most powerful wolf ever created,” Tanith says, and they both laugh. The sting of the whip across my stomach has me wanting to fold onto myself, but the chains hold me in place. She delivers two more strikes to my chest and lower legs.

My clothes are soaked in blood again, and I can feel my body growing weaker and weaker. “Please, no more,” I plead. “See what I tell you? That was only four, and she is already begging for mercy. She really is pathetic,” Nemesis says. I scream when the whip connects with my back this time. I can feel the flesh being ripped from my body with each strike. The darkness engulfs me and a feeling of relief washes over me. That is until I open my eyes again and Nemesis is standing in front of me with a serrated blade and an evil smile. This can’t really be my eternity, can it?

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