Chapter 5 The Warehouse Dominic's POV The warehouse smells of rust and old bloodmy favorite combination . I test the chains hanging from the ceiling beams , making sure they'll hold . The metal feels cold and solid under my fingers , perfect for what's coming . ' Tonight's going to be special . One last chance to break her completely before Sterling gets his hands on her . ' I've been looking forward to this all day , ever since that weight lifted off my shoulders . The anticipation has been building in my chest like a.fine wine , getting better with each passing hour . The sound of car engines cuts through the evening air . I move towards the door , and fuck , I'm so excited . This feels like Christmas came early . This is what I've been missing these past few weeksthe pure , intoxicating rush of teaching that worthless brat her place . The SUV doors slam shut one by one . Footsteps crunch on gravel . But when they walk through the door , something's wrong . Moira walks between her brothers , her head held highnot the broken , cowering posture I was expecting . Those green eyes of hers scan the warehouse with a calm that makes my blood boil . She looks ready . Like she's already decided she can handle whatever's coming . Rage shoots through my veins like liquid fire . " What the fuck is this ? " I snap at Victoria , who's practically skipping beside her brothers . Victoria's smile falters slightly under my glare . " Jaxon told her , Daddy . He warned her about tonight . " The words hit me like a physical blow . My hands clench into fists so tight the knuckles crack . " He WHAT ? " 21:27 2.37 % " She knows about everything . The warehouse , Sterling , all of it . " Victoria's voice gets smaller , but she presses on eagerly . " But she came anyway . She chose to stay . " ' That traitorous piece of shit . I'll deal with him later . ' I turn to look at Moira again , and she meets my eyes directly . No flinching . No cowering . Just that same steady gaze that's been infuriating me since she was a child . Fury builds in my chest , hot and violent . I need to watch those defiant eyes fill with terror and pain . " Strip her and chain her up , " I growl at the boys , my voice thick with anticipation . Tristan and Ethan move forward eagerly , grabbing her arms . I wait for her to fight back , to scream , to give me the satisfaction of a struggle . Instead , she goes completely limp . They chain her wrists above her head , the metal biting deep enough to draw blood . She doesn't make a sound . Just hangs there , staring at the wall behind me . Her silence feeds my furyand my excitement . ' Look at her . Even now , even like this , she thinks she's better than us . ' Her dark hair falls around her shoulders like a curtain , and there's something almost regal about the way she holds herself despite being chained and exposed . Like she's a queen enduring temporary captivity , confident in her eventual victory . That thought makes me want to tear her apart with my bare hands . " You think you're tough ? " I step closer , close enough to see the pulse beating steadily in her throat . No racing heartbeat . No smell of terror . Just that same steady breathing , that same straight spine . " You think you can handle whatever we do to you ? " She doesn't answer , but her eyes shift to meet mine directly . There's something in that gazepity , maybe ? Like she feels sorry for me . ' How dare she . How fucking dare she look at me like that . ' My fist connects with her stomach before I can think . The air rushes out of her lungs in a 21:27 2.49 % < Chapter 5 The Warehouse Get 5 > Menu sharp whoosh , and her body doubles over as much as the chains will allow . The impact sends a satisfying jolt up my arm . But still no scream . Her face goes white with pain , but her lips stay pressed firmly together . The disappointment is almost as sharp as the rage . ' SCREAM , you stubborn bitch ! ' I hit her again , this time in the ribs , putting all my strength behind it . I hear the satisfying crack of bone , feel the give of her body under my knuckles . Her whole frame shudders with the impact , and for a moment I think I see her composure waver . But she straightens slowly , meeting my eyes again with that same unbroken stare . The next punch catches her across the jaw , snapping her head to the side with brutal force . Blood spatters on the concrete floor in dark droplets . I wait , breathing hard , watching for her to break . For tears , for begging , for anything . Instead , she slowly turns her head back to face me , blood trickling from her split lip . And there it is againthat same steady gaze . " Daddy , let us have a turn , " Victoria whines from behind me , her voice bright with excitement . " You said I was in charge tonight . " I'm breathing hard , my knuckles split and bleeding from connecting with her bones . Pure fucking anticipation courses through me . I study Moira's face , memorizing every detail . The way her green eyes never waver . The stubborn set of her jaw despite the blood . When I come back , I'll take my time . I'll find every crack in that armor and pry it open until she's screaming for mercy . " She's all yours , " I say to Victoria , stepping back with visible reluctance . " Do whatever the fuck you want . Make her understand what happens to little girls who think they're special . " Victoria claps her hands together like a child on Christmas morning , but I barely register her excitement . My eyes are locked on Moira , studying every micro - expression , every tiny tell that might give away her breaking point . 21:27 2.6 % < Chapter 5 The Warehouse Get 5 > Menu I walk towards the door , needing space to plan my next approach . But I pause at the threshold and look back one more time . Moira hangs there , blood trickling from her split lip , her ribs already swelling from my punches . But those goddamn eyesstill holding that spark of defiance that makes me want to tear her apart with my bare hands . The door slams behind me , but I can still feel those eyes burning into my back . Jaxon's POV I crouch behind the oak tree , straining to hear anything from the warehouse . Nothing . Minutes crawl by . My wolf paces restlessly , every instinct screaming at me to charge in there . The bond between usthe one I tried to ignore for yearspulls at me like a physical chain . Half an hour passes . The silence stretches on . No sounds at all from inside . My legs shake as I stand and move toward the warehouse . Every step feels like walking through quicksand . I'm still twenty yards from the building when a figure steps out of the shadows . " I was wondering when you'd show up . " Dad steps into the light , his hands stained with bloodMoira's blood his eyes bright with sick satisfaction . " Come to save your little sister ? " He takes another step closer , and I can see the split knuckles , the splatter of blood on his shirt . " How fucking noble of you . " " Dad , I " " You warned her ." His voice turns deadly quiet , but underneath I hear something 21:27 2.73 % elsedisappointment . " Told her everything . Made her think she could handle it . " " She needed to know " "She needed to be SURPRISED ! " His Beta presence slams into me like a physical blow . " She needed to be terrified and broken and SCREAMING ! " I back away , but he's blocking the door . Behind him , I can hear Victoria's laughter echoing from inside the warehouse , high and delighted . " Instead , she hung there like a fucking martyr . Took everything we gave her without making a sound . " His fist clenches , and I can see Moira's blood under his fingernails . " Do you have any idea how that felt ? To put everything I had into breaking her , and watch her stare at me like I was nothing ? " She didn't scream . She didn't break . The pride I feel gets immediately crushed by guilt . She's in there suffering because I couldn't find another way . " She's a worthless little bitch who's about to become Sterling's personal whore . " Another punch to my ribs , but his heart isn't in it . He's still thinking about Moira , still frustrated by his failure to break her . " And you're a traitorous piece of shit . " I try to fight back , but he's too fast , too strong . Part of me thinks I deserve this . " You want to save her so badly ? " He grabs my shirt and hauls me up , his eyes bright with renewed inspiration . " You're going to watch Sterling fuck her tomorrow night . You're going to see what happens to little girls who think they're too good for their family . " 11 nch connects with my temple . The world explodes into stars and darkness . As consciousness fades , I hear Victoria's voice drifting from the warehouse , sweet and excited : " Oh , Moira , we're just getting started . " I'm sorry . 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