Riley POV
My body was shaking. I felt somebody gently help me up onto a chair as I stared at my mate who resembled nothing but a monster, even as my eyes glanced towards my father and brother, both hanging from hooks in the ceiling, their arms suspended above their heads, restrained with silver chains and cuffs, their ankles also tied together. My mouth was dry. Both of them were awake, their mouths gagged with dirty fabric wrapped around their heads. They were still wearing the same clothes I had seen them in before I chose to drink the poison. They glared at me, their eyes filled with hatred and condemnation as I fought the urge to shrink back.
Why was he doing this to me? How could he be so cruel as to make me watch him do this to my family? I might not like them, I might hate them,
