56 Torture Room Part 1 

******Trigger Warning for Torture******* 

Drake POV 

Liam moves to stand behind Jasmine. I can see the worry flash in his eyes. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried too. Torture isn’t easy for those that are trained to do it unless they are a psychopath, but this is a woman that has done everything to protect those she loves. Despite all she has endured, her heart is still pure. I fear that after everything is said and done, watching us torture David will weigh on her heart. 

As if she senses Liam behind her, she turns to face him. Something flashes in her eyes, but before I can decipher it, she launches herself at Liam. She wraps herself around him and attacks his lips. I quickly look toward David, wanting to see the tortured look in his eyes but also not wanting to see my mom climbing Liam Jike he is a tree. David doesn’t disappoint, as both anger and disgust swirl in his eyes. He pulls against his restraints as his eyes never leave the scene in front of him. 

When they finally break apart, Liam moves toward David. He pulls the collar of his shirt to the side, exposing my mother’s claiming mark. David’s eyes widen in disbelief before Liam pulls his arm back and punches him in the stomach. The wounds that had started to heal begin to bleed again. “That’s for Michael.” He throws two more punches to his stomach and chest. “That’s for Myra and Drake” he says. 

I can tell David wants to fold over on himself, as Liam uses his wolf’s strength with each punch, but the chains make it impossible. He looks up into David’s eyes before he pulls back and slams his fist into his groin. “That is for my beautiful mate and my pups,” he says. “Oh and just so you know, as you take every bit of pain that is dished out by the people here today, Jasmine is pregnant with my pups. Everything that should never have been yours is mine. My pups, my mate, and my love,” he says. 

Liam gives him one last punch to the face and steps back to join Jasmine. Myra and Samuel move further into the room. Myra releases Samuel’s hand and walks over to the table. She slides her hands over a few of the blades before picking up a medium–sized hunter’s knife. I’m a little bit confused when she turns to face me. “My king, I have a request” she says. 

“Myra, you are my family. You call me Drake. Any request is yours if I can make it happen.” “I want to hear him scream. I want the sounds of his agony to fill this room. He took my son from me without reservation. He has tortured my daughter, and he has hurt a young elf I consider my grandson. I want to hear his screams as he pays for his sins,” she says, taking my hand in hers. 

I nod before closing my eyes and allowing my power to flow over David. No sooner do I open my eyes than his first scream rips through the room. Myra is dragging the blade from his left shoulder down to his right hip. She repeats the motion as she screams every wicked thing she can think of that he has said or done. By the time she drags the blade down each of his cheeks she is panting. “You didn’t win, you ba**ard,” she yells, spittle flying from her mouth. 

Surprisingly, he starts to laugh. Myra freezes, her eyes never leaving David. “I did win. I took Michael’s future. He never got to have children or grow old with Jasmine because of me. You will never truly have grandchildren. They are not your blood and that wh*re is having that filthy mutt’s pups,” he says, spitting blood onto the floor near Myra’s feet. Myra moves closer to him and raises the blade. I’m just about to stop her when she sinks the blade into his thigh and twists. He screams again, thrashing against the restraints. 

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“Your words mean nothing. Michael is at peace and a part of him will live on in Jasmine’s children because 

HI make sure it does. They are mine because blood doesn’t make you family. I choose them as mine. No one will ever say that about you. Diane and Daniel won’t remember you ever existed. You don’t win. You thought you could get out of this by speaking about all that Michael and Flost, but I pray Drake keeps you alive for days, paying for all the pain you have caused,” Myra says. 

Samuel steps toward her and pulls her into his arms. “Oh, isn’t that sweet? The powerless elder and a pathetic slave are fated beloveds” David says. Samuel releases Myra and steps in front of David. His hands open and a small flame hovers above his palm. “How, David manages to croak out. 

“The true king released the binding of my powers. You were never my king. You were a murderer who killed two people that I considered friends. I pray that whatever happens to you here in this room is nothing compared to what the Goddess of Vengeance has planned for you.” Without another word, Samuel begins to run his hands over David’s exposed skin. 

Once again, his screams fill the room as large angry blisters form on his skin. Samuel takes a step back, smiling as David tries to thrash even though he can’t escape the pain. Tears streak down his face as he pleads for mercy. As if he will find it from anyone standing in this room. 

When David finally starts to quiet, Canius moves to the table on the far side of the room. He picks up several tools before he settles on what looks like pliers. He starts to circle David until he is standing in front of him. “Canius, why are you here? I’ve done nothing to you or your family,” he says, but his voice sounds unsure. “Did you know that I had a sister, David?” I watch David’s throat move as he swallows a lump of fear, trying to think of who Canius could be referring to. 

She was a beautiful elf who despite not being a royal, was born with powers just like my children. She was away from our tribe when she found her beloved. She was so happy, but because of your disgusting father and his hatred of my tribe, she decided to keep our relationship hidden. I see the minute he pieces everything 

together. 

“Carmen” he whispers. Before I can stop myself, vines shoot from my hands and wrap around his neck. “Never let my mother’s name pass your lips again, or I will seriously consider keeping you alive for weeks.” I release him, and he gasps trying to pull air into his lungs. “So, you are about to learn why my tribe is called the Red Death. There are parts of you that won’t be missed where you will be going. Nephew, can you help your uncle out and release one hand?” 

I move to the crank that is holding the chain taut, loosening it to allow slack and his left hand drops to his side. “Samuel, I’m going to need some of your fire so this pr**k doesn’t bleed to death on me. Now, technically, David, you owe me thirteen years that I’ve missed out on with my sister and nephew, but you only have ten fingers, so that will have to do,” Canius says. 

I turn to check on Jasmine, Lily, and Myra but all three women look on unfazed. When I turn back, I realize as he grasps David’s hand that what I thought were pliers turned out to be pruning shears. He starts moving from finger to finger, dropping each to the floor. David screams and pleads for him to stop, but Canius acts like David is any other weed needing to be dealt with. Samuel comes behind him to stop the bleeding by cauterizing the wounds with his flame. Once all ten fingers are lying at his feet, Canius steps back. David’s head bobs as he passes out, but I’m not sure if it’s from the blood loss or the pain. He is still breathing and that’s all that matters. I’m shocked to see Lily move to stand in front of David. It takes a few minutes for him to regain consciousness. His eyes meet hers and his hatred for her is almost palpable. “You, 

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this is all your fault you pathetic mutt. I wish I had killed you when I had the chance,” he says, I’m just about to unleash the vines again when Lily stops me. 

“I can’t take all the credit for how things have turned out, David. You being born to that pathetic seer who poisoned your mind. A woman who told you that you were entitled to something that was never meant to be yours. Told you that you were special when you are clearly not. Hell you should never have been born. You were a mistake from the time you were a flicker of life in that disgusting hag’s womb.” “She is not my mother he screams, practically frothing at the mouth. 

“You and I both know that she was. She was an evil b**ch and the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. You want to blame everyone else for what’s happening, but you are the only one to blame. You killed your own brother, Your flesh and blood without a hint of remorse. You killed Michael, and then you dare plead for mercy. You 

have never showed an ounce of mercy to those around you and you won’t find any here.” 

Lily extends the claws on her right hand as she walks around David. Without warning, she slams them into the left side of his back. She drags her claws from his shoulders to the base of his back, tearing flesh and 

muscle. She does the same to his right side. Samuel stops the bleeding as Lily makes sure she is looking in David’s eyes before she speaks again. “My wolf and I are both feeling feral enough to end your pathetic existence for what you did to our mate, but he deserves to be the one to send you to the goddess.”