Rejected by My Alpha Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86

Raven’s POV

Everything hurt. My muscles. My bones. My damn organs. I was pretty sure Dwayne had punctured one of my lungs with one of his stabs. It was getting harder and harder to take full breaths. All I could manage were shallow, painful ones.

Even my skin was in agony. It felt as if they’d left me out in the blistering sun of the Sahara for days on end. Or maybe that was my thirst talking. When was the last time I’d had water?

I wouldn’t last much longer. Even my wolf had gone quiet.

“God, she looks pathetic. And she smells,” one of the men said. It was Dwayne’s second-in-command, Jax. The one desperately trying to be as brutal as Dwayne.

Dwayne moved closer to where I hung from the hook. I could no longer stand. My whole body was slack now, my shoulders crying out in pain. But even that had dulled to background noise. My mind was protecting itself from the trauma and torture.

Dwayne ran the blade down the unscarred side of my cheek. “That’s the smell of death. Fuck, it’s sweet.” The blade pricked my chin. “What do you think, little devil? Are you ready to hurt again?”

Images of times with my father flashed in my mind. The pit. The dark. The whip snapping back and splitting my skin. Brass knuckles connecting with my cheek. The feeling of my ribs cracking. Being unable to breathe.

An open palm cracked across my face in a stinging slap.

“Wake up, bitch,” Dwayne snarled. “You need to feel every ounce of pain I’m giving you. You’re getting it all because of The Reapers. Remember that. Those freaks you’re so determined to protect? They’re responsible for this.”

A tear slid free, tracking down my blood-caked face. I wouldn’t make it through another torture session, and I knew it. Maybe it was for the best. I would slip away into nothingness and hope my mom met me there.

Dwayne lifted his blade, the silver catching the light. But then everything went dark.

For a second, I thought I’d died, slipped into that nothingness. But there was still pain, which didn’t make sense.

Then there were shouts. Grunts. Screams.

I tried to let my shifter vision take hold. To see into the dark, even though it terrified me. But my supernatural abilities had been drained along with the rest of me. Everything was fading.

But I was able to grab tiny snapshots-one by one, and only for the briefest moments.

A bullet going through one man’s chest.

A wolf leaping through the air and snapping another’s neck.

A throwing knife hitting someone right between the eyes.

“There’s a fucking wolf,” one of the Infernos yelled, but he didn’t get anything else out before the scream. A green-eyed wolf charged and ripped

out his throat,

Dexter. Some part of me recognized those eyes. Pain and relief surged through me in equal measure,

Then, there was a flash of someone else in the dark. Kael, Pale-blue eyes and dark hair. But he was almost unrecognizable as he held two guns,

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shooting with expert precision-unrecognizable because of the pure fury on his face.

The pops, cracks, and screams were deafening now. A bullet pierced Kael’s shoulder, but he didn’t even flinch; simply whirled and took out the offending Inferno with a shot between the eyes. There was so much coldness there. It was as if he’d lost all feeling.

Dwayne cursed and moved behind me, grabbing my hair hard. “They think they’re going to rescue you, but just wait until they find your gutted body instead.”

He lifted his knife, ready to plunge it into me, but nothing tame. Nothing but a strangled scream as the hold on my hair loosened. Dwayne was the one dangling in the air now. Ezra held him off the ground by his throat.

“I am going to bathe in your blood,” he snarled, the knife tattooed by his eye flexing with his fury.

Dwayne’s eyes bugged out as true fear bled into them. “What. Are. You?” he croaked.

“I’m the creature of your nightmares.” Ezra lifted his free hand in front of Dwayne’s face and let his claws lengthen from his fingertips.

Dwayne started to whimper, his jeans darkening as he wet himself.

“Weak human,” Ezra growled. “Coward. Preying on the innocent. Never again.”

“Please-”

Dwayne’s plea cut off as Ezra punched into his chest and yanked out his heart. He let Dwayne’s body drop to the floor but kept hold of his heart, his hand dripping with blood. Then he let the organ fall, spitting on it as it hit the cement before bending to wipe his hand clean on Dwayne’s

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