Alec’s

“What the hell are you looking at?” she snaps, her cold eyes freezing me on the spot.

Is it too late to regret? Is it too late to fix what I’d s**dly broken because of my arrogance and pride?

Her white t-shirt and jeans were covered in blood, but it was like she didn’t really care. She gave off the impression that it didn’t really bother her.

I stare at her and then at her handiwork, and I don’t know what to think or feel. Sure, Piper knows how to defend herself, but she doesn’t know the different ways there are to torture someone. I doubt any of our women do.

I know it’s going to sound archaic, but for us, our women are meant to be protected at all costs. We won’t stand in their way if they ever want to learn how to fight and such, but we also won’t encourage them to do it. We are content in providing and protecting them.

“Are you going to get your pound of flesh?” She asks as she wipes the blood from her arms. “I hear you’ve been looking for him wanting to exact your revenge.”

“No,” I answer and then push off the wall.

“I figured,” she shrugs, and then throws the rag down when she’s done with it. “Anything for you baby sister, right? I wonder why I didn’t get the same consideration?”

I clench my jaw against her mockery. Now that I know the truth, I know that she’s entitled to her bitterness. After what I put her through, she’s right to hate me and everyone in my pack.

She was about to leave, but before she could, the door bangs open and Piper rushes in before coming to an abrupt stop.

Her eyes widen in shock when they land on her mate. You could barely recognize the b*d w**ith how Sadie had first beaten him then tortured him.

“What have you done to him?” She screams, the pain and anguish of seeing her mate in this condition clear in her voice.

want to comfort her, but I can’t. Not when the **d deserves it. His action caused a lot of cluster f**k. Ones that Piper is yet to know of. I couldn’t take part in torturing him, but it doesn’t mean that I couldn’t enjoy the end results.

“Torture,” Sadie drawls, “Isn’t it obvious?”

I see the moment Piper loses control, but it’s too late to stop her. She lunges at Sadie, her claws out, ready to strike.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

F**k! What the hell was wrong with Piper? After seeing what Sadie could do, why is she being s**d and trying to

attack her?

Before she can get to her, Sadie raises her fist and punches her right in the face. The crunch of bone breaking fills the room just before Piper lands hard on the floor.

“How dare you?” Sadie yells, her anger palpable as it fills the room. “How f**g dare you?”

Sadie starts to advance on Piper, as Piper scrambles back in fear. I try to get to my sister, but Sadie pushes out an energy pulse that stops my movement.

I watch, completely in f**g horror as Sadie hits my sister again, as I stand frozen unable to help her.

“Sadie stop it” I yell, thrashing to be released from my confinement.

Maybe I should have kept my mouth f**g shut because, it seems my voice triggers something dark inside her.

She turns, her eyes are completely white and glowing. Dangerous energy fills the room, sending alarm bells ringing inside my head.

“Stop it?” she asks with a sinister smile. “I’m just getting started.”

“Please stop❞ Piper begs. “Hurt me, but please don’t hurt Calvin.”

The laughter that comes from Sadie is cold, calculated and chilling. It’s the kind of laughter that even full-a** grown men like me are afraid of.

“It’s funny how you are willing to defend a man you haven’t known for that long, yet you never once defended the friend you knew all your life.” Sadie says in that same dead voice. “What’s even funnier is that he’s actually guilty while I was not, so tell me Piper, should I have even called you a friend? Because from where I’m standing, you’re the two-faced backstabbing b**h you all accused me of being.”

Piper winces in pain and I can see how Sadie’s words affected her. How they shredded her into pieces.

As much as I wanted to deny it, Sadie is right. Piper never spoke a word to defend Sadie, yet she’s done nothing but defend her mate since we realized who he is.

“Sadie,” Piper tries to gently call her name.

“Don’t f**g utter my name!”

With that, she wraps her hand around Piper’s neck and lifts her clean off the ground. Without warning, she plunges her hand inside Piper’s chest, making her gasp in surprise.

I release a roar of anger and fear, as I thrash, trying to get free. There is no use because her powers are holding me

in place, making sure I can’t move an inch.

My heart breaks at seeing the pain in Piper’s face.

“I remember this scene, only difference is that the one whose life was on the line was mine,” Sadie states, without

emotion.

She then turns to me and gives me a smirk, before twisting her hand, which makes Piper scream in pain. “How does it feel having someone play **d with the life of someone you love, Alec?”

My breaths come in fast and my hands are clenched. I swallow past the thickness that has clogged my throat in an effort to free my airway.

“Those feelings right there” she began. “Fear and hopelessness, that’s what I felt when you did this to me. That what I felt when I thought about Aspen, so let me ask you again, how does it feel?”

Terrible. F**g terrible. That’s how it felt. I didn’t fully get what Sadie felt when she told me about that day, until this moment right here.

I tried to think. Think of a way to stop this. She was p**d and rightfully so, but I couldn’t let her kill my sister.

I breathe a sigh of relief when King steps into the room.

“Let her go Sadie,” King tells her softly, warmth and love shining in his eyes.

Shocking enough, Sadie listens. She withdraws her hand without warning, causing Piper to hit the floor. She steps. over Piper as if she was nothing but a load of trash.

“You’re no fun,” she tells him, pouting.

King just sniggers before grabbing her hand. “Come on, Aspen is waiting for us so we can have breakfast together.”

They leave without another look back.

Released from the hold she had on me, I slump back against the chair.

“Are you okay?” I ask my sister in worry.

It was a s**d question, but I didn’t know what else to do. Not when Piper looked so lost and broken.

“Yeah” She tries wiping her tears, but they keep falling.

As I star at her, seeing her broken nose, black eye and the blood that stained the center of her top, it dawns on me that everything is my f**g fault.

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How the hell did I manage to mess up so badly?