Wesly "He's been this way for over an hour now," Jake tells me when I meet him in the dungeon. Brett is lying on the concrete floor of his cell with the chair on top of him still tied to his body. He is foaming from the mouth, half growling, half screaming, and mutating slowly between his wolf and human forms. Apparently, he can no longer hold either form steadily. I had set out to see if he could get as good as he gave. I wasn't sure he had. I did have to admit, though, that old Brett has lasted longer than I gave him credit for. Kota is now thrashing around inside me, pissed because he never got his pound of flesh from Brett. I sigh at him. It's too late now. I still don't believe the punishment fits his crime, but it was time to put the Alpha out of his misery either way. Jake and I walk up to his cell. "Well, Brett, it's been a good time," I say as Jake loads the revolver with two silver bullets and hands it to me. "I am gonna miss you, Brett," Jake adds as I take dead ai
Last Updated : 2025-05-27 Read more