Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha

Chapter 12

I keep my footsteps as light as possible. It proves workable when no one notices me

peaking my head around the corner.

I can't see much. All I see is Axe's broad back. This isn't a good angle, but I can't get close

without blowing my cover.

Even with my werewolf hearing, I can only make out a few words.

"...suffer...asshole... manhood...beg..."

I'm sure Axe is the one talking, until a louder voice, Jackson speaks up. He's clearly afraid as he

please for something I'm not sure of.

"No! Don't do that! You can't! Please! I'll never do it again!"

My mate growls in...satisfaction?

His voice is now louder and clearer as he yells at his victim.

"That's right you won't! I'll make sure of it."

Make sure of what? My thoughts are interrupted by Jackson's alarming scream. It's one of pure

horror and my eyes widen in alarm. What's going on?! I step out from around the corner only to

reel back when the scream changes. The first one was horror, but this one is complete and

absolute pain.

I move a little closer to see Jackson tied to a metal chair... Naked.

I frown seeing axe leaning over with...with a knife! He holds my ex mate’s p***s in one hand and

has the blade pressed up under his balls.

Holy... Fucking... Shit....

I'm speechless, despite trying to make words. Is he actually-

"AAAAHHHH!!!"

I gasp in horror and cover my mouth with my hand as I nearly collapse to the floor. My hand

shoots to the wall to steady myself when I see a river of blood flowing from Jackson's manhood.

His screams don't stop. They are ear-piercing...horrific...

After a minute, Axe stands while Jackson hangs his head low and sound out heaving sobs while

groaning in absolute agony.

"Luna!"

The faint yell drifts from the stairwell and heavy footfalls accompany the noise. The sound

makes Axe snap his head around in alarm and I see some blood splattered on his face. It's a

terrifying sight and I'm uneasy beyond belief.

"Luna!"

Mason, reaching the bottom of the stairs makes a run for me as I let my tear-filled eyes drift to

my mate’s hands. The blood covered knife is in one, but his other is completely drenched in the

crimson liquid. Despite the blood, he grips harshly into something which due to looking between

him and his victim, I quickly identify as part of the male genitalia.

Axe just cut off Jackson's f*****g balls.

My knees lock for a moment before collapsing in shock, but they don't reach the ground.

Mason's arms wrap around me quickly and keep my propped up while I watch my mates face

turn to one of devastation and apology.

Suddenly, he drops the knives and the...ball sack before starting my way.