Alpha Nicholas We make quick work of getting all our guests comfortably tied to chairs in the old tin shed that's at the back of our pack lands. It's one we use when it's time to quietly end a motherfucker. Often those who need to die have a public death. And then there are those deaths that don't need to be made public or deaths that require special attention like when we want information from them first. That kind of death doesn't happen often but when they do, we have this place ready. Before this land was bought for the use of wolves, it once was a farm and the tin shed that we are currently in was used to slaughter the animals. It is cold, damp and dirty as fuck. It also still has chains and hocks hanging from the roof along with a large table thats covered in tools and weapons. Tools and weapons that have been here for a long time. Tools and weapons that can and have caused a lot of pain over the years. The Alpha who originally bought this land years ago decided to keep it and I don't think that I've ever been as happy to have it here as I am now. We have Bonnie's Dad and Brother to the right side of the shed along with Blue and Lola to the left. They have all been stripped down and tied to chairs ready for us and I know that I can speak for every person in here when I say that we are more than ready for them. I don't relish in hurting anyone even less women but sometimes it has to be done and after all the shit that Bonny's father brother and sister have bestowed on her, I'll have no problem ending every single one of them, and as for Lola... Yeah, the same goes for her. That woman is the definition of evil. Maybe her age along with the hard hand that life had dealt her could excuse her for abandoning her daughter the first time, but in no way does it condone the rest of her behaviour. After her disappearing act, she came back just to gain money from her daughter to then place a curse upon Tony and me that resulted in him losing his mate, and now... now she's come back to aid in the killing of my mate... Yeah, she's going to die and it's going to be by my hands. "Bonnie, please, you have to stop this. Please, bon. Don't let him kill your sister, your twin." Blue's whiny voice grates on me like fingers running down a chalkboard. "Fuck me the woman has more front than fucking Walmart ." Robbie throws the words out right before he bursts out laughing. "He's not wrong!" Shane chuckles. I look to my left where my mate is standing, her hand has a vice grip on my own and despite the situation I love the fact that she appears to be using me as a support. I lean down a little to look at her only to find one pissed-off-looking Bonnie. Her eyes look like they could burn holes in a wall and I have a feeling that whoever she is aiming them at is in for a world of shock and pain. I follow her trail of sight fully expecting to see Blue at the end of it, but I'm shocked to fuck to find her sending daggers at Lola. What the hell? "She's the one talking to you, not me. Why are you looking at me?" I dont miss the slight shake in Lola's tone. She's trying to act unaffected by her situation but she still sounds scared and so she should be. "That may be but I'm more interested in you." My mate's voice sounds strong and confident and I'm so goddam proud of her because I can feel the tremor that's running through her body. I know she is nervous right now, maybe even a little scared but she isn't showing them an once of fear and I'm so so proud of her. She also has me interested. I assumed that she would respond to her sister, and put her focus on her but instead, she's given Lola her full attention I dont have a clue why, but I'm more than happy to watch what happens. "Me? Why are you interested in me?" Lola looks utterly confused and dare I say it a little more scared as time goes on. "I'm trying to figure out what kind of mother leaves her child behind. What kind of mother just outright abandons her daughter without a second thought." Bonnie sounds seriously pissed. "What's it matter to you? What I have done with my life has fuck all to do with you, but I'm going to go on a whim and guess that as you're now his mate that you're trying to play mommy and be all protective and shit! I'm right, aren't I? You want to play mommy. Well, guess what? You can't! She is my daughter and nothing will change that!" There's a fire in Lola's voice as she lets out a little laugh but her eyes give away the fear that she is trying to hide. Will coughs letting the word "bullshit!" slip past his lips while several growls and snarls ring around the room my own included. "When was you ever my mom?" I feel my blood run cold when I hear the sweet voice of my baby girl and a sharp intake of breath. I spin around so fast that I pull Bonnie with me as we are met with the innocent face of my girl. What the hell is she doing here? How did she even know about this place? And how the fuck did she get past the guards? I instantly feel pissed. Pissed that she's come here when she know that I wouldn't allow it. Pissed that she's seeing Lola and more than anything I'm pissed at the look of hurt in her eyes. Her face gives nothing away, she has an incredible poker face but her eyes, yeah her eyes hold all the pain that has been caused by her so cold mother. I move towards her taking Bonnie with me ready to send my daughter away but as I come to a stop in front of her I see something in her eyes that has me pausing for a moment and deciding to go a gentler route. "Lottie, baby, what are you doing here? How did you even know about this place or get in?" I speak low hoping to keep this conversation as private as possible but I don't doubt that my brothers are all trying their best to hear us. She gives me a disbelieving look before rolling her eyes. "Dad, come on, I've known about this place for years. All the teenagers know about this place. We..." She shakes her head not finishing her sentence. "Oh, you haven't, have you? You have haven't you?" Robbie asks Lottie as he walks towards us with a stupid ass grin on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about Uncle, Robbie." He laughs as he comes to stand next to my daughter. "Nice try, brat." He's always called her brat but it's never meant in a bad way. "Uncle Robbie!" She whines making him laugh even harder while I watch them confused as fuck. "What is going on here?" Suddenly it clicks into place and I realise what Robbie's figured out. "You've been in here before haven't you?" I ask my daughter as she tries and fails to make herself look innocent. She looks between me and Robbie and lets out a huff big enough to blow some loose hair off her face. "Fine, yes I have been in here before with some of the teenagers. I'm sorry, Dad." She looks genuinely sorry but as much as I understand that teenagers will be teenagers, I still don't want her coming in here. This isn't a place for any of the teenagers never mind any of the girls. What if she came in here and there was someone being held here? No, I don't want to imagine what could happen. "We'll talk about this later." She groans at the stern look on my face knowing that this isn't over but right now, we have more pressing matters at hand than my teenage daughter being well, a teenager. "Now back to my earlier questions. What are you doing here and how did you get in?" She looks down at her feet before looking up at me while wiggling her nose, a nervous trade that she's had since she was around five years old. It was cute then and it still is now, not that I've ever let her know that. I'm not dull, a teenage girl will use anything she can to get out of trouble so while I may find it adorable, I never let on. "It's ok, sweetheart. Tell me why?" She nods her head before looking to the side of me and I feel myself stiffen up. "I have questions... and... and I wanted to confront her before it's too late." I go to interrupt her but she's quicker than me. "It's ok, Dad. I know what's going to happen to her and I'm not sad, mad or well, anything. I feel nothing towards her but I think the least she could do is answer some questions just to feed my curiosity. After all, she abandoned me not once but twice so surely I deserve some answers." I want to scream no! I want to tell her absolutely no chance and send her to her room but I can't. The girl is almost 16 and knows her own mind. She is the one that was abandoned by her own mother not once but twice and while she may not remember it happening, it doesn't mean that she hasn't felt the impact of her mother's actions. She's also right about her mom dying and as much as I despise the idea of my daughter in the same room as that bitch I also know that she deserves it. It may upset her but I'll be there to help her through it. No matter what happens in her life, she'll always have me by her side. "Ok, sweetheart. You ask whatever you need to. Take as long as you want." She gives me a grateful smile and nods as she starts to walk towards her bitch of a mother.