Chapter 122
Chapter 122
Raphael’s POV
My Alpha is dying.
And this f u c k i n g b i t c h was keeping mute. She’s old enough to be my grandmother, but at this
moment, I have
this insane urge to punch her in the t i t s.
Alex is in front of her, visibly agitated as he tries to get through to the old hag.
“Tell us what the f u c k i n g antidote is!” He yells, mming his fist onto the table before him and
pinning the woman down with what I know has to be a deadly re. Greater men have sumbed
under that gaze.
But with all that, her response wasn’t even close to what we wanted.
After capturing Jude, it didn’t take much for us to get the whereabouts of the witch who made the
venom. Next,
we had simply gone to her house and dragged her over here.
“I already told you. My venom has no cure.” She seems proud as she says this. Her face goes dark.
“I’m sorry to tell you this, but your Alpha might not make it to see dawn.”
It’s the same dance that has been happening for the past thirty minutes; Alex threatening her and
her giving us nothing. We are wasting precious time. Time we don’t have.
The de was lunged in his f u c k i n g heart and at any minute, the venom could take hold of him
and take away
our Alpha.
Ok, that’s it. No more reasoning with someone who obviously wanted to have it the hard way.
Straightening up from my position by the wall, I walk over to them and ce a hand on Alex’s
shoulder.
He turns to me, his face scrunched up in anger and worry.
“Let me handle it.” I squeeze his shoulder. “I’ll get an answer out of her. Go check up on Caden.”
Even from down
here, I could hear his screams as the pack doctor attended to him.
Those screams reinforce my decision. I’m going to get an answer out of this witch by any means
necessary.
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He opens his mouth, obviously to refuse but I shoot him a look and his lips fall shut. He looks back
at the witch and then at me. “What are you going to do to her?”
“Whatever is needed.”
It’s obvious that Alex can’t bring himself to hurt this woman for some reason. I on the other hand do
not have
such limitations.
He nods then throws onest nce at her before turning his attention back to me. “Don’t kill her. At
least, not before we get an answer out of her,” he warns and heads for the door, leaving me and the
witch alone.
Out of the three of us, I’ve always been referred to as the cheerful and fun one. The one that no one
would ever expect to be capable of inhumane and frightening methods.
There might be a half-truth to it. I mean, I don’t go out of my way to harm people and I would rather
avoid it if I could. But there were times when families or people that I care about managed to get
stuck in an issue. I always took care of those problems through any means possible. This was one
of those problems.
My fingers curl into fists as I take a lengthy look at the old hag. This is about to be a very long day
for her.
“What is the cure?” I start, pinning her to a seat with a re that I know does wonders for me.
She looks towards me and gulps but whates out of her mouth next leaves my blood running
hot.
“Nothing,” she says, a smile on her lips as she looks at me nkly.
I move before she even realizes it, and my fingers clutches her hair in a tight grip as I hit her face
into the metal table in front of us. Then again. Then just one more time.
She’s screaming and crying through this but It only makes me angrier. We have been trying to get
through to her for an hour while my friend was withering and dying on his bed, screaming his head
off because of the unimaginable pain he’s suffering through. Why should I listen to her cries when
she haspletely ignored him?
Smiling, I let her go and look at her now unrecognizable face. Her nose is bleeding profusely and
her entire face
is swollen.
She clutches her face as she lets out wails. Her cries sound like music to my ear, but as much as I
loved listening
to her cry, I need that mouth to make coherent sentences not whimpers.
“How about now? Are you feeling more inclined to talk?” I question, leaning my elbows on the table
and scrunching my nose when I see some droplets of her blood on the table.
She stubbornly presses her lips together and I sigh. Why don’t they ever learn?
Straightening up, I walk towards her and grip her hair again. Just as I’m about to have a repeat of
what I did a moment ago, she speaks.
“There’s an antidote!” She screams and it sounds like music to my ears.
“Keep talking,” I say in a deadly low voice.
“I-it’s-” she shutters, losing all the confidence that she had a minute ago.
“Spit it out,” I bite, still dragging her hair back and watching as a few strands pull from the root.
As she starts listing off the ingredients for what she promises to be an antidote, I immediately start
mind-linking
them to Alex.
I stay in the room, watching her out of the corner of my eyes as Alex goes to confirm if her words
hold any truth. If everyst one of those ingredients she called out doesn’t make Caden heal, she
has got another thinging
for her.
“You don’t have a mate, do you?”
My spine stiffened at her question and at the evil smile on her face. The fact that her face is
distorted makes the smile more nerve-wracking. I ignore both her and her question, choosing to
pace around the room as I wait to hear from Alex.
“Two hearts, one fate.
Pain. Misery. Anguish.
A curse.
A life to be taken.”
What c r a p was she sprouting now?
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“Have a nice life.” She gives me a victorious smile that falls away as her eyes turn vacant.
My heart stills and I tentatively move towards her, looking at the body before me in disbelief.
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