Fated Betrayal: A Paranormal Erotic Romance (The Twisted Destiny Saga Book 2) (8 page)

CHAPTER 11

Ryan awoke groggily. He blinked hard, trying to clear his blurry vision. He hissed as he felt the burn around his wrists and his ankles.
Fucking silver!
He looked up and saw that his arms were suspended above him, chained to the ceiling by the damn silver cuffs around his wrists. He was shirtless and barefoot. His feet were secured to the hardwood floor by the ankle cuffs.

“Welcome back, brother.”

Ryan turned his head quickly to his left. Luca sat on a bed, smirking at him. The sick bastard was in the middle of a fuck ‘n’ feed right there, in the same room as him. He buried his fangs in the tits of one of his vampire whores, feeding from her as her naked body bounded up and down on his cock, riding him wildly. Ryan recognized her as Vivian. The black-haired beauty was Luca’s favorite.

He looked away and scanned the rest of the room, thankful that his blurry vision had now cleared.

He wasn’t in a dungeon.

He was in one of the dozens of bedchambers within Luca’s mansion. He recognized the décor—overindulgent and unnecessarily expensive. Definitely Luca’s place.

A disgruntled grunt from Vivian caught his attention and he turned his head to see Luca ripping his fangs from her flesh. He climbed off the bed, taking her hand and drawing her with him, as he approached.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ryan snapped, as he watched Luca snake his arms around Vivian’s waist. He made her stand there naked. Luca was
presenting
her to him.

The asshole flashed that smarmy smirk of his again. “You know, she looks a lot like someone else. Don’t you think?” he asked, stroking her hair and making her moan.

“No.”

“Oh, I think she does. Her silky, long black hair. Her piercing, blue eyes. Even her breasts. She’s the spitting image of Cora,” Luca said, smiling, as he caught Ryan’s gaze raking over her.

Ryan looked away quickly. “You wanted to talk. You’ve made your point with the silver restraints. Now release me and we’ll fucking talk.”

Luca ignored him and whispered something in Vivian’s ear.

Ryan couldn’t make out what he was saying. It was the damned silver weakening his physical strength and his wolf senses alike. He watched as Vivian licked her lips at him and moved closer. Her hand touched his chest and he flinched at her ice-cold fingers on his hot skin. He cringed as her other hand joined in and she began full-on feeling up his chest. He tried to move away, but his restraints were so taut that it was impossible. He looked away and gritted his teeth. In a flash, Luca stood at his side.

Luca gripped his jaw and forced him to look at her. “She’s very talented, Ryan. You’re in good hands.”

“Stop this, Luca.”

“You don’t want the pleasure she can bring you? You’d rather fuck one woman for the rest of your life. And one as inexperienced as Cora?”

“Stop!” Ryan roared.

Luca snickered.

“Sire?” Vivian queried, her hand on the waistband of Ryan’s jeans.

Luca nodded. “Yes, my dear.”

Her hand slipped inside Ryan’s jeans and gripped his cock. He jerked in surprise and grunted in protest as she started to stroke him, trying to coax him to arousal. He fought with everything he had to resist her.

Luca chuckled. “I’ve never seen such self-control, especially not from a wolf,” he commented as, after several minutes, Vivian still hadn’t managed to get the job done. “Get out!” he yelled, grabbing her hair and pulling her off Ryan. He opened the door and pushed her through, kicking it shut behind him.

“Always such an asshole with women,” Ryan said.

“She likes it.”

“I’m sure.”

Luca snarled at him and approached a desk in the corner. Ryan saw the objects arranged neatly on the desktop.
More silver. Great.

“You know, it’s pretty sick, you watching your whore try to jerk me off, right in front of you.”

“I wanted you as uncomfortable as possible before we began our little
conversation
,” he said, over his shoulder, as he picked up two of the silver objects—a scalpel and a whip with silver strands.

As he made his way back, he said, “It makes it easier for me to break you, brother.”

Ryan scoffed. “
You
can’t break
me
,” he seethed, eyeing at the objects in his hand.

Luca followed his line of sight. “Oh these? You think this is what I’m going to use to break you? No, no. As Wolf King, you can withstand hours of torture. And the fact that you have Cora’s blood running through your veins, means that you heal too fast for me to bring you to the brink of death. No, what will break you is
this
.”

Ryan watched as Luca pulled the curtains aside to reveal the sky outside. Sundown was close. He could see the full moon breaking through already. To his disappointment, Luca wasn’t the least bit affected by the weak rays of sunlight reflecting off the windows. He knew it was because the windows of the mansion had been made with special glass that prevented the sunlight from harming vampires within.

“The silver cuffs will hold back your shift when the full moon rises,” Luca told him. “Now
that’s
real torture for a wolf. Correct me, if I’m wrong, Ryan.”

Ryan’s eyes narrowed in fury. He responded with a ferocious growl.

Luca laughed. “Yeah, you’ll be doing a lot of that. Although the silver
will
prevent you from shifting, the wolf within will want to. It will scream at you with its overwhelming need to breach through the resistance. Michael used the same tactic on his wolves to turn them from common human realm wolves to his
pets
. He broke them this way. Apparently, the agony left them begging him to let them die and they lost their minds.”

A wave of terror rose within Ryan. He was aware of such torture and every wolf he’d heard about who’d gone through it had been left a broken shell of both man and wolf. The pain was truly unbearable. It ripped through you and destroyed you right to your core.

“I will
kill
you!” Ryan roared, pulling wildly at his restraints. But he wasn’t at full strength. He was too fucking weak. He had no hope of breaking them.

“You won’t break them. We kept you under that net of silver for hours. Your body is weak with it. Your wounds have only healed because of
her
blood in you. I can’t wait to taste it.”

“What?”

“Yeah, that’s why you’re really here. I’m going to drain you dry of her blood, giving me the ability to walk right on in through the White Realm gates.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You’ll be declaring war, you idiot.”

“Exactly.”

“Then why not just drink? Why the torture?”

“Breaking you by using the full moon against you will ensure that you won’t be able to wage war against us when I breach the gates. The wolves won’t go into battle without their revered leader. And these…” he said, gesturing to the implements in his hands, “…these are personal.”

He thrust the scalpel at him. Ryan gritted his teeth as it plunged into his chest, just shy of his heart.

“Oops, that was a little too close.”

Ryan’s eyes narrowed. A shot to the heart with a silver weapon could kill a wolf instantly. “You hate me this much?”

Luca snarled and gripped the scalpel, driving it deeper into Ryan’s flesh and drawing a deep wound down the length of his chest.

Ryan bucked against his restraints and gritted his teeth against the searing sensation to keep from crying out.

“You deserve to suffer like I have, because of what your father did.”

“What?” Ryan choked out.

Luca ripped out the scalpel and stood back to admire his bloodied handiwork. He walked around Ryan until he was standing behind him and then he flicked the whip at his back. It bit into his flesh, the silver in it, burning deep and ripping his flesh apart. He did it again and again and Ryan couldn’t hold back a cry of agony.

“He should never have touched her!” Luca yelled, flicking the whip harder. “You, their bastard child, forced
my
banishment, denying my right to the Dark Realm throne!” he screamed, bringing the whip down harder and faster in a furious rage as he lost control. Ryan roared in agony
and
fury. “A wolf as a half-brother? I have been a laughing stock! And then you mate with the woman betrothed to
me!
”

Ryan could barely hear him anymore. He was caught in a haze of agony, unable to concentrate on anything, other than remembering to breathe, so he didn’t pass out. He wasn’t prepared to give that asshole the satisfaction.

And, as if Luca’s brutal torture wasn’t enough, a sensation more excruciating than anything he’d ever felt before, ripped through his entire being. His gaze snapped to the window and he saw that darkness had now fallen and the full moon was high in the sky. And the silver was preventing him from shifting.
Fuck!

He cursed and bellowed an agonized cry. His body shuddered. Sweat poured off him. He felt his claws breach the surface against his will, ripping through his flesh and tearing it apart.

Luca threw the whip on the ground and walked around to face him. The asshole was grinning.
smind to face R from shifting. nwith him, as he approached.o see Luca ripping his fangs from her flesh. He clim
“Get ready to break,
brother
.”

The door flew open and Michael burst into the room. He eyed Ryan—the blood oozing down his chest, the pool on the floor behind him from the lashing Luca had subjected him to.

He shook his head at Luca and said, “I told you not to spill too much of his blood. It’s a waste.”

Luca shrugged his shoulders. “I lost control for a few moments.”

Michael breathed a heavy sigh. “You need to work on your self-control.”

“Let me drink from him now.”

“No, you can’t. He will heal too quickly. As soon as you graze him with your fangs, the wound will close.”

“A bit of an exaggeration, don’t you think?”

“Look at his back.”

Luca did as Michael asked and walked behind him. Ryan heard him gasp.

“Unbelievable,” he said as he walked back to Michael. “Completely healed.”

“A few more minutes of this full moon torture and he will be weak enough for you to drain him.”

“You’re…dead,” Ryan choked out.

He heard them laughing at him. And then another surge of excruciating pain ripped through him and he bellowed out into the room.
Fuck, this is gonna kill me. I can’t take much more of this. I won’t survive the night. But…fuck…I can’t let them break me. Too many people are counting on me.

And that was when it hit him.

He looked up at his right hand.
The ring!

He closed his eyes and silently called to the wolf—the
darkest
part of the wolf that he’d trained himself to hold back.

He touched it within and he gasped, choking on the awful taste of pure blackness that rose in his throat.

He heard Michael and Luca crying out in surprise.

He opened his eyes to see that he was actually choking up, what looked like, black blood. It dripped down his mouth, his chest. The dangerous, evil part within him was angry with him for forcing it down for so long and never allowing it to run free.
Too bad, asshole.

He forced himself to focus amid its resistance
and
the agonizing pain tearing through every part of him.

And then he felt it rise, really rise, through him. It was all he could do not to vomit up that black blood again. At least he didn’t feel any additional pain from it. He was already experiencing the greatest level of pain imaginable. Nothing else could come close. Being forced not to shift during a full moon, was the greatest torture that could possibly be inflicted upon any wolf.

He glanced up at his right hand and saw the moonstones glowing brightly, just as the dark wolf within breached the surface. The bright light intensified to the point of exploding in fury.

And, just as quickly, it subsided and the glow of the moonstones faded to a faint twinkle.

Immediately, the pain disappeared.

All of it.

Ryan breathed a huge sigh of relief. The ring had worked. It’d allowed him to control his own ability to shift.

His gaze snapped to Luca and Michael. This time,
he
was grinning with triumph. They couldn’t even speak, they were so damn shocked by what he’d just done. They just stared at him, their eyes wide with shock.

Moments passed, before Michael finally snapped out of it and bellowed, “Now! Quickly, Luca!”

In a flash of vampire speed, Luca launched himself at Ryan. His fangs tore through his neck and he drew his blood into his mouth, draining him, feeding on him.

With Luca’s fangs ripping his flesh apart, Ryan was only just aware of a commotion coming from outside the room. Suddenly, the floor shook beneath his feet. He heard Michael screaming, “By the time you get through me, Luca will have already drained him, bitch.” And then he yelled at Luca, “Bite harder, you fool! His blood should’ve been drained by now. Seconds.”