DALTON POV
*Trigger Warning:
This scene contains graphic depictions of torture, body horror, magical coercion, and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised.*
I leaned back in the cold metal chair, legs sprawled out, arms crossed over my chest as I watched the twins squirm like the little cowards they were. Kai stood tall in front of them—radiant, lethal, untouchable.
My mate.
Damn, I was proud of her. The way she led the interrogation? The calm in her voice? She didn’t even flinch when she electrocuted them, just flicked her fingers and made grown men scream like toddlers. And I knew—f**k, I knew—that what she’d unleashed was barely a scratch. A taste. If she really let loose, these two bastards would be nothing but ashes on the floor.
Bart and Bret Hollowedmoon. F
