Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 147

　　Thaddeus POV

　　There are worse ways to die then death. Worse ways to torture someone other than physical pain. Looking down at this weak pathetic woman, I wanted to inflict the same pain Evelyn endured. Yet Evelyn for some strange reason wanted me to leave her alive. If it were me, I would want to torture her slowly. I would still enjoy this though. Evelyn doesn’t need to know as long as she remains silent.

　　“Get her out of here Orion, I will deal with her and Ryland later” I watch as they go, and the woman stirs. How could she inflict what she has done on another woman? But I could see this one was tainted with madness and jealousy she honestly thought Evelyn was having an affair with her husband.

　　The thought of touching this woman disgusted me but I had no choice. Grabbing her face, I force her to look up at me. She whimpers cowering back in fear.

　　“You will not make a sound, you will not cry, you will only suffer internally” I tell her, watching her eyes glaze over. She didn’t even put up a fight, Evelyn was tiny and even she could sometimes fight off my compulsion, this woman however didn’t put up any fight all.

　　“Now you will suffer what Evelyn did” Grabbing her head I rifle through her thoughts, her body shaking in my hands as I flicked through the files of her mind, what I wasn’t expecting was the man that tortured my love to have survived. Evelyn was so sure he died and so was I by her memories. Seeing his burnt face in her memories angered me further. Twisting her memories was easy, I ruined the memories she had with him, twisted them into something dark and painful when another thought came over me. What better revenge then to makes Evelyn’s memories hers.

　　I shoved Evelyn’s first ever horrid encounter with that man into her, letting it flood her mind. April gasped and started shaking her head, but I held tighter. Letting not only Evelyn’s memories flood her but the emotion she felt during that encounter, here helplessness, fear, shame, repulsion every little emotion that ever registered within Evelyn I gave to her. Letting go, I looked at this vile woman. She had tears rolling down her face, guilt evident on her face. She truly didn’t know what a monster her husband was.

　　“Speak” I tell her.

　　“I didn’t know, please no more” she whispers. I arch an eyebrow at her begging.

　　“No, more?” I ask oh there would be more that was her first memory. If she couldn’t handle one memory how was this woman going to endure what he takes from her, what destroyed her. One memory and Evelyn had a year of them.

　　“Please no more” She begs again.

　　“That’s what Evelyn begged every time, that was only one, we haven’t even got to the best part. You haven’t seen how much of a monster he truly is. Now be quiet” I tell her as I grab her face kneeling in front of her. She grabs my wrist not wanting to endure anymore. But she will, she will see everything, every god damn thing, and I will make sure she feels it.

　　Her face twisting in pain, her mouth open in a silent scream as I shove every memory in her mind, every thought, every emotion. April’s face was tortured, I actually felt bad seeing the look on her face. What that man did makes me sick, to do that to a child, abuse his power and trust like that.

　　Standing up, I look down at her. She was shaking but not a word come out of her, her eyes hollow as she was now forever haunted by what Evelyn endured just like me, just like Orion. I was thankful Ryland didn’t see, and Orion I swore to each other we would never let him. I felt everything along with her, felt every emotion of Evelyn when I took them, like I was with her the entire time, how she didn’t kill herself is beyond me. Looking at April though she wasn’t as strong as Evelyn, she just might.

　　There are worse things than death, the mind could make you wish for it. Make you want it. The mind was a form of torture on its own, nothing worse than toxic thoughts. Nothing worse than losing your will to live.

　　Evelyn’s POV

　　Waiting was a torture in itself. Thaddeus had been down there for ages, and I hadn’t heard a sound from the house. My hands trembling as we waited before suddenly Ryland come tearing through the trees surrounding the property. Trampling over the garden’s as he rushed over, shifting mid stride. His feet skidding on the grass as he stopped next to us in front of the porch.

　　“Thank god,” he breathed, hands on his knees before dropping to the ground exhausted. Orion growls at him when Ryland reaches for me, pulling me away from Ryland which confused me. Didn’t Ryland tell him that he said I could go?

　　I reach out for him, and Ryland grasps my fingertips. Orion anger hitting me and Ryland’s guilt. Yet Thaddeus I could feel nothing but a sense of calm, like when you hit the eye of a storm and everything goes silent and peaceful before the hurricane hits again. That was the vibe I was getting.

　　I try to move off Orion’s lap, but he grips my hips pulling me down on his lap. “Don’t,” is all he says to me but the venom behind that simple word made me freeze. Suddenly the front door opens hitting the wall before splintering everywhere from the force.

　　Thaddeus growl so menacing that birds fled the trees and I cringed away from him. His eyes on Ryland as he stalks toward him and fear consumes me and guilt. Thaddeus was one minute behind me and within a blink of an eye he had Ryland by the throat.

　　“It’s not his fault, I didn’t go where I said I was going,” I blurt out just as he raises his fist. Thaddeus freezes, his fist still raised as he looks over his shoulder at me. I shrink back under his gaze leaning into Orion.

　　“I didn’t know, I thought…” I couldn’t finish, they tried to warn me there was something wrong with her, something off and I stupidly fell into her trap.