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Taming Of The Beast - 15. Chapter 15
Bastian stood in the shadows of the room he had dubbed ‘The torture room’, he had walked inside the room in time to see their prisoner fast asleep but he knew better. Trevor had not only been tortured to the gills but had also been knocked out simply for the fun of it. For a werewolf, Bastian admired the guy’s pain tolerance because Bastian couldn’t help but imagine the kind of hell Trevor would have been in had his older brother been the one in the room instead.
Bastian watched as their prisoner began to stir, it took only a few seconds until Bastian caught the way Trevor began to sniff the air. Bastian couldn’t help but grin as he leaned against the wall, he sighed as he heard the door opened and shut within seconds.
“Whatever it is, can wait,” Bastian said before his guest could even utter a word.
Taron ignored him “The Council wants to have a word. Someone blabbed and now they are worried you’ll die or some shit.”
Bastian sighed, “I’m not in the mood to bend to the Council’s every whim. Tell them I’m immortal, I’m stronger than all of them combined and to leave me the fuck alone.”
Taron shook his head, “You tell them that and they will want to be involved and we both know that a war will break out should I say that. You know they worship the ground you walk on over there, bro. You’re like their fearless leader which is weird because I thought Lycans and their kind didn’t even like each other.”
“I’m no one’s fearless leader,” Bastian mumbled.
“You’re their Half-Blood Prince. Deny it all you want but you know its true,” Taron said, “And before I forget Derek called. He can't wait to meet Mason."
Bastian cocked his head "Did you just reference Harry Potter, right now? Half-Blood Prince. Unbelievable,"
"I plead the fifth." Taron raised his arms in total surrender.
It was then that they heard it, the groan that came from their prisoner "I believe our guest is awake. I think it’s time we got reacquainted.”
Bastian stayed within the shadows, he had a perfect view of his next victim and the more he stayed there the more he could feel the beast clawing its way out. It was going to be bloody and Bastian knew that the guilt that would follow wouldn’t be as bad as his previous. Trevor deserved everything that was coming to him and so much more.
“Taron…” Bastian couldn’t even recognize his voice. He knew what would come next and it was going to be painful.
“I’m staying,” Taron said confidently except Bastian could smell the lingering tang of fear in his friend’s voice. Not for himself but for Trevor. Bastian found that admirable. There he was almost in the brink of tearing their prisoner apart and his friend felt sympathy for the devil.
Bastian nodded absentmindedly “Get Drew here. If I lose control, I need both of you to put me down quickly before the worst happens…if you’re too late” He didn’t need to finish that sentence because every last one of his friends knew the consequences of what could happen should they fail. Bastian had struggled more than he could ever tell at how much he had worked to contain the monster within and to fail would mean the death of their prisoner and the unspeakable tragedy that would befall everyone in the house. He couldn’t risk that.
“What about Hale and Luciana?” Taron asked knowing full well that neither would take well to be locked out of this one.
He winced as he felt a pang of what felt like razor-sharp claws tearing him apart from the inside “Luciana needs to stay with Mason. I do not want him to see me like this…I mean to see it.” He breathed trying to take control “I need Hale to contact Derek about the Council. I don’t need them breathing down my neck.”
Bastian squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to suppress a growl “Go. Now” He growled loud enough to shake the room. When he heard the door open and shut, he opened his eyes except Bastian’s eyes were replaced by the pure evil that he had worked so hard to run from. The beautiful deep ocean blue eyes were replaced with black and white.
“Trevor. We finally meet.” The creature grinned devilishly.
Trevor felt panic. He had been in captivity for more than a day and all he could think of was his impending doom which scared him “Who are you?”
“You should know. It is you who wanted me.” Trevor could feel his heart threaten to stop. The voice dripped with venom.
The door opened and shut once more revealing Taron followed closely by Drew. The Lycan’s retreated towards the shadows.
Bastian could smell the fear coming in waves off of Trevor. He grinned as he stood in front o him in the shadows studying the young werewolf almost as if he would grant him mercy; it boggled the mind at what Bastian had seen in the wolf. Lapse of judgment the creature whispered at the back of his head.
His eyes fixed on his prey. He knew that Trevor was shitting his pants at the change. He circled the chained wolf in the shadows occasionally growling which caused a scream or two from their prisoner.
He sped behind the prisoner using his speed. He stood behind Trevor breathing hard and loud enough to cause a panic. He smirked as he watched Trevor shake from his mere presence “Please. “Trevor begged.
The creature growled. “Please, what? Please don’t kill me?”
Trevor grimaced feeling hot tears threaten to break free “I’m sorry.”
The creature bust out laughing while he wrapped a hand around the back of Trevor’s neck, His claws threatening to claw into Trevor's neck “You don’t sound sorry.” The creature replied, “I could snap your neck like a twig but that wouldn’t be enough. No, not enough at all. You see you betrayed me, lover.” The creature whispered, “And now, I’m not only angry. I’m beyond pissed.”
Tears fell from Trevor’s eyes “I-I didn’t know.”
“I can smell your pathetic lies. It’s insulting.” The creature sneered.
The creature let go of Trevor’s neck and retreated to the shadows. He watched Trevor sag in relief before he was in front of him in an instant. He grinned as he bent down on Trevor’s level so he could see the monster within. The creature that used to be Bastian bared its fangs hungrily followed by a loud growl that sent Trevor in tears.
“Do you fear me, Trevor?” The creature growled.
“Y―“ Trevor whimpered “Yes.”
“Good.” The creature smirked.
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