Chapter 12

Asher's POV

Warning: Contains abuse and torturing.

After watching the movie with Elias, Winnie and Sally we headed out to the large dining hall in the pack house.

As usual everywhere was bustling with activity; pups running around, the high pitched laughter from the older women, the grumblings of children and some teenagers who didn't want to eat their vegetables were also heard, teenagers with their ability to be loud and annoying may I add. There was also the faint sound of a Christmas song playing from one of the speakers.

The fact that the pack does not have a Luna doesn't really affect us. We make up for it by appointing strong, independent and influential women to positions in the pack. So no one is left out I guess, but if we had a Luna along with these women it would have been way better.

I know nothing about Dominic's mate anyways, and I am glad he's smart enough not to make one of the women he messes with a Luna, the whole pack might just riot against him.

Dinner tonight is steak with potato at the side green peas on another side, cranberry pie is for desert.

Me, Elias, Sally, Winnie, Daniel amongst some other friends of ours laugh and joke lightly as we eat our dinner.

I can't help but feel uncomfortable, ever since I gave Dominic those files he had a glint in his eye that I recognized and know too well, I think he might be planning something but I'm not that sure.

I do my best to enjoy this company that the Moon Goddess has blessed me with but my edginess doesn't go unnoticed.

"Are you okay?" Elias asks.

"I'm fine" I whisper trying not to draw attention to ourselves.

"You kinda look constipated, are you sure you don't wanna use the toilet or something." He asks placing his hand on my shoulder.

"If there's anything bothering you, you can tell me you know that's why we are friends" he says concerned.

"I'm okay bro. It's just the aftermath of overworking you know" I say .

"Why don't you call it a night, go rest, watch SpongeBob or go to the bar or something" he suggests.

I shoot him a look "I don't watch SpongeBob, you know me well enough to know that I don't do bars". I reply.

"Just go somewhere and loosen up tough guy" he says patting my back.

"Yeah okay. I'm heading home" I tell him as I stand up. My movement doesn't go unnoticed as the group looks up at me.

"Where do you think you're going" Sally says throwing me daggers with her eyes.

"I'm........"

"He's heading home." Elias cuts me off.

"Why" she shoots me a confused look.

"You know tough guy here has been overworking himself and shit so I told him to go loosen up somewhere."

At his mention of tough guy everybody chuckles while I just shake my head.

"Ooh that's fine I guess" Sally agrees.

"I will catch y'all later" I say glancing at them.

"Go get laid okay" Lizzy yells while they all laugh.

"Haha very funny" I say acting annoyed.

"Get your grumpy ass outta here" Lizzy smirks.

"I'm going" I say walking away from the table as a murmur of 'byes' reach my ear I only put up my middle finger and they all burst out laughing.

Entering the pack house I go up to my room on the second floor, as I walk into the corridor a certain smell catches my nose which makes me frown in confusion and a small patch of fear making me think about going back to the dining hall.

He was here, Dominic was here, what the hell would he be looking for on this floor he stays on the other side of the house.

I have a nagging feeling which tells me I'm in trouble.

On getting to my door, I hear him pacing around. Maybe I should just turn back I think as I turn around quietly.

But before I can even turn the door opens and a calm looking Dominic is who I'm face to face with.

"Ahhh just the man I was waiting for" he says too coldly.

Unable to say anything he moves aside and gestures for me to enter. When I don't move he gives me a look which makes me to comply.

I gulp as I enter the room I turn to face him to see him pressing a small button beside the light switch that I did not notice was there before.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Oh it's nothing just the button that activates the soundproof for your room" he says as he shrugs off the jacket he was wearing.

I stumble back a bit to which he laughs.

"Soundproof!" I exclaim.

"Yes of course I wouldn't want the whole pack to know I abuse my adopted son."

Now I'm completely frozen.

I try to defend myself.

"But I didn't do anything wrong" I said taking a step back with every word I say.

"Yes you did my boy" he says cackling adjusting the sleeves of the white shirt he's putting on to his elbows.

"First of all you disobeyed me, I gave you a deadline to submit those reports instead you submitted it to me when you deemed it fit"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I yell.

He looks up at me with anger but I don't care. "Did you see the amount of paperwork, you expected me to finish that in two days". I yell seething in anger, the patch of fear I had minutes ago gone.

"I have told you times without number to watch that mouth of yours" he growls at me.

"I don't fucking care you lazy bastard" I scream throwing the lamp on my reading table at him. The lamp manages to hit him square in the shoulder as he did not expect me to hurl it at him.

This time I am not going down without a fight. He is a fool to think I'll forever succumb to him.

With a loud cry he throws a silver knife at me I dodge it but it only ends up scratching my arm as I dive onto the floor.

I let out a loud yelp as my body hits the floor because of the silver knife that must have been dipped in wolfsbane too. I don't have time to analyze the wound so instead I just stand up clutching my left arm.

"Trying to go for the kill huh" I tease.

"I'd like to see you try and let's see if I won't kill you first" I sneer at him.

His eyes flash golden before it turns back to black then golden again. His hands are at his side as they are spread out. He's constantly clenching and unclenching his fists.

I throw another lamp at him but he dodges it smoothly instead. I don't have time to react as he leaps from his side of the room to me. He takes both of us down.

We both struggle to be straddling the other but that doesn't stop me from landing a few blows on his furious face.

After a successful attempt I straddle him and deliver several punches on his face and neck, he doesn't try to cover himself because he knows he is going to heal within the next few minutes.

He uses his claws to scratch my side and my stomach but that doesn't stop me I still keep delivering punches to his face.

My glory is short-lived as he pushes me off him with enough force to send me flying into the wall opposite us.

I hit the wall with a painful thud as a crack from my body resonates around the room. I put a hand on the small of my back where intense pain was coming from.

I wince as I try to stand up but stumble back to the floor. I look up to see Dominic coming at me slowly I do nothing but look him back in the eye.

When he is about a foot away from me he delivers a kick to my face which I try to block but fail effortlessly, he kicks me continually on my face and my stomach. I try to hold his leg back but when I do he aims his foot at my head which causes me to hit my head as a sickening crack is heard.

I use my right hand to hold my head, I feel like crying but I won't I would not give this sick bastard that satisfaction of seeing me cry so I taunt him instead.

"Is that the best you got" I say wheezing from the pain.

From the look on his face I can tell that what I say angered him because he loosened his belt and started using it to whip me.

A few minutes later I was feeling so numb that pain was all I could feel, splatters of my blood was everywhere around me.

It seems the bastard has come out of his trance, his eyes are black now and he's breathing like as if he just ran a marathon with his shoulders going up and down.

"That will teach you never to disrespect me" he sneers.

"You did not teach me anything you asshole"I whisper hanging on a very thin rope of consciousness.

He kicks my side one more time and this time the rope cuts as I go unconscious.

But before I do I foggily remember him pulling out a syringe with a purple fluid inside.

And I heard him say something along the lines of 'to keep you down' as I find comfort into the welcoming arms of unconsciousness.