Truth

I lazily get out of my bed, I don't remember coming back home since everything went black. I follow painful screams and I find myself in the underground basement. I slowly open the door, and there is a chair in the middle of the room with a small light bulb in the ceiling, down, a badly beaten man sitting in a chair, his face is swollen and very bloody. Justin is still hitting him despite his screams and profuse bleeding, Nikolas gets a small dagger and embedded it into his hand that is resting on the armchair. The man screams again painfully once more, his jaw clenched, glaring at the alpha.

"Oh stop screaming like a little bitch, it's not even silver," I gasp and all eyes turn to me, I've never seen so much blood. I walk closer to him, his face has blood and a few feet behind there are four dead bodies. How inhuman is this, it's obvious they were badly tortured, the other man's eye is swollen, both his wrist cut, and the others mutilated, I can't help but feel nausea

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