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Twenty Five

Judah

Our kind has walked the earth for centuries. In the old days, many of our European ancestors adopted multiple torturing techniques to elicit truth out of criminals, murders, and enemies. We used sleep deprivation, starvation, administrations of illegal drugs that are lethal to a werewolf's body, and the use of silver. Silver burns our skin and prevents quick healing.

These methods have proven to worked time and time again until it became too much. Our torturing techniques are questioned on their ethics and morals even if it is for criminals, murders, and enemies. After years of debate, we stopped unethical torturing techniques. However, the government has offered us other alternatives.

In the present day, we can interrogate within our pack but once found guilty with proper evidence, they are automatically turned over to the authorities. Depending on their crime, they may receive a certain length of imprisonment. Attempted murder if convicted will give Bethany forty years in prison. It may seem little, but werewolves are not big fans of enclosed space and isolation. They need sociability to thrive and maintain insanity.

Hunter and Ace had asked me to meet them in the basement where our interrogation room was. It is a very small soundproof room with a chair and one rectangle table. On one side of the wall are a large mirror window and the silver metal doors.

Reaching for the wooden handle, I pushed the door open to reveal Hunter and Ace already inside with Bethany. Her eyes flew to me instantly. She pushed herself up into a sitting position and a slow smirk spread across her face.

"The man that we all have been waiting for," she said smugly. "Tell me, Gamma, what would you like to do first?"

She fluttered her eyelashes and pouted her lips. Hunter and Ace shook their head at her before stepping out of the room and standing behind the mirror to view the interrogation session. Everything is recorded.

Bethany's light blue eyes did a slow appreciative scan of my body. She didn't even bother hiding her attraction to my body. I can sense the heightened sexual waves rolling off from her. She was acting like a wolf in heat.

She stood up confidently in her seat and walked over to sit on the table in front of me. She spread her legs open and leaned back on her hands, making sure to thrust out her busty breasts in my direction. Batting her eyelashes, she tugged at the bottom of her lips.

"I am at your disposal, Gamma," she purred.

I clenched my teeth in silent irritation before reminding myself the purpose of me being here. I made sure to keep a masked expression but remained rooted in my spot in front of her.

"Do you know why you are here today, Bethany?" I asked.

"I do not have the faintest idea but I do hope it is because you want to try something new-"

"Rosemary's home was set on fire," I interrupted her.

Her blue eyes shifted a little before it disappeared. It was quick. If I had blinked during that time, I wouldn't have caught it. Again, that lazy, seductive look appeared in her eyes.

Leaning forward, she placed her hands between her legs. Her face is close to mine. She dipped her eyes lower to look at my lips and then lifted them back up to meet mine.

"And you think it was me?" she questioned. "Now, why would I do such a thing? Rosemary is nothing but a mere speck of dust in my life. Insignificant and unimportant."

"So, you're saying it wasn't you?" I asked.

"Of course not. I have learned my lesson when you guys started me on community service. I am not the bad person here, Gamma." She pouted.

I smirked and then shrugged, "I guess you're right. After all, you are still going to your community service. I would know that by asking Josh for his sign-in sheet."

"I have nothing to hide, Judah. You can ask Josh all you want. The proof is there."

She sounded confident. I didn't miss the fact that she skipped my title. My wolf is pissed that she thinks she has the privilege to call us by our given name. I am still fighting off my beast while standing in front of him. He wants nothing more than to rip her throat. Yet the logical side of me is telling me that if I did go ask Josh for the signup sheet more than likely her name will be on there.

Could it be she is also sleeping with Josh? I can smell at least three male scents on her. Bethany is no pure female wolf. She has succumbed to the urge to mate without meeting her mate. I am not surprised as she had attempted several times to get my attention.

She hooked her legs around my waist and with a jerk, pushed me right between her legs. She wrapped her arms around my neck and tilted her head to the side. A sly, sensual smile appearing on her face.

"I want you, Judah. When will you get over Rosemary and take me to your bed? I promise you I will give you more pleasure than she can ever give you." She leaned forward and skimmed her lips up to my throat.

Bile climbed my throat and the urge to vomit grew tenfold. My skin burned like fire licking my skin. I wanted nothing more than to rip her away from me, run back to my mate and beg her to ease this pain.

She slid one hand down my body, groping my pectorals down to my abs. She moaned in pure delight in being able to touch me. Unable to handle the revulsion pulsing through my body any longer, I placed a hand over her hand that was running down my body.

Her eyes opened, and she leaned back a little to look at me.

"What's wrong?" she whispered huskily.

"Nothing," I said forcing a smile onto my face.

She smiled back at me and then leaned forward to skim her lips over my jaw.

"Baby, let me take care of you. I promise you won't regret this."

She tried resuming her actions, but my hand tightened around hers. She looked back up at me. I can't look at her. It was making me want to kill her.

Yanking her off the table, I twisted her around until she was bent over the table. She gasped and then moaned at our position. She swayed her behind to get closer to me. I pinned her hands behind her back.

"You want me?" I whispered back in a husky tone.

"Yes," she mewed.

I grabbed a fistful of her brunette hair and yanked it back. She moaned louder, and the room now reeked with her arousing scent. She must be dripping wet between her legs already. I leaned forward and pressed my front to her back. She started breathing harder in anticipation. Pressing my lips closer to her ear, I spoke up.

"I think you are onto something, Bethany. Rosemary won't be able to satisfy me as you will. I have been ignoring my needs, trying to chase something that isn't worth it when I have everything right in front of me."

She let out a breathless moan and wiggled her bottom again trying to get closer to me. I tightened my hold on her wrists behind her back.

"But I need you to do something for me," I whispered into her ear.

"What do you want? Tell me, I'll do anything."

"Tell me exactly what happened, Bethany. Did you burn Rosemary's house? What were your intentions? C'mon baby, tell me and I promise to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk after this," I growled and tightened my hold on her wrists and hair.

She moaned and her eyes fluttered closed again. She released a staggering breath.

"I hate her. I hate her so much. Four years I pursued you and you ignored me but that insignificant piece of crap walks in and suddenly, you were chasing her tail. She's competition. At first, it was just pushing her in front of Beta Ace's fight at the resort," she began.

My heart thumped hard against my chest one beat before I forced it to calm down. She'll know if I show a reaction.

"That bitch didn't die as I wanted. I thought it was just a mild attraction that you had with her but then we came home, and I saw you walking with her to school. You drove her to school—it was the last straw. She is in the way and so I fucked the school science nerd so that he can make me an arson kit. I waited until you dropped her off and disappeared before I started the fire. I wanted her dead. This time, I didn't want her to come back alive. When I heard the shower running, I knew it was my chance. I stood and watched the house burned."

The rampant fury inside of me is intense that my whole body stiffened in pain. The tiny little hair all over my body stood up and I imagined multiple ways of ripping her apart. I heard her whimper underneath me and I looked down to see that my hold on her hair had tightened tremendously. My fingers were digging into her wrists.

"You're hurting me," she said in confusion.

"You watched the house burned while she was inside?" I asked coolly. There was a hint of malice in my tone but she didn't detect it.

"She deserved it," she said with no ounce of remorse. "She took you away from me."

That was the last straw. I spun her around and grabbing her neck, I squeezed it tightly. My eyes were a molten fire that could burn her alive if she looked long enough. She grasped at my wrist and scratched. Her eyes are wide with terror.

The door was kicked open. I can hear my friends walking towards me.

"She's my mate!" I growled.

Bethany realizes now her mistake. She clawed my wrists and I squeezed tighter, gladly watching the colors leaving her face and its place a pink, purplish glow. I wanted her dead just like how she wanted my mate dead.

"Judah, let her go," Hunter ordered.

I felt them grab onto my hands. I threw Ace backward with one jerk of my arm. Hunter growled in warning.

"Let her go!" he commanded in Alpha tone.

I growled viciously and flashed my canines at Bethany. She's a threat. She attempted to kill my mate. She doesn't deserve to live. End this pathetic self-privileged she-wolf's little life.

"This dumbass." Ace punched me in the face with one hard swing and another to knock some sense into me.

"Think about what you are doing, Judah. There is still your mate. She still needs you," Hunter mentioning my mate got through the haze for me.

Rosemary.

She's at home waiting for me. I need to return.

My grip lessened and I released an unconscious Bethany to the ground. She is still alive judging by the faint heartbeat but she is completely out. Several guards came in and took Bethany away after being ordered by Hunter to remove her.

"Christ, man, you almost killed her." Hunter didn't look happy. "You're seriously losing it."

I growled in response still feeling the anger bubbling inside of me. My hand went to my left jaw, pain throbbed knowingly from Ace's punches. I threw a glare in Ace's direction who only smirked in return.

"Punch me again and I will end you," I growled gutturally.

Ace chuckled at my threat, knowing full well that I won't follow through with it. He shrugged and crossed his arms.

"It was an attempt to get through to you before you commit a crime of your own," Ace replied.

I glanced at the door that Bethany disappeared from before looking back at Hunter.

"She needs to be gone by tonight. I can't have her here during the storm. I need her gone and out of my sight, Hunter." I knew if she stayed, I won't be able to sleep. I would want to end the threat that is sleeping in the same town as my mate.

Hunter nodded, "We got her confession on tape. The authorities are already expecting her. I will have her transferred immediately. You have no need to worry."

My shoulder sagged in relief.

"Thanks," I muttered and Hunter patted my shoulder in brotherly affection.

"No need to worry. If it was my mate, I think I would have done way worse than you," he admitted.

"I seriously thought you were going to give her what she wanted," Ace laughed.

My body feels dirty and revulsion is still pulsating through my body. I needed to get rid of her stench and her touch. Shuddering I shook my head.

"I need a shower," I muttered before making my way back to my old room to shower first and then to go back home to my mate.

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