Chapter 50
Miranda POV
As soon as we walk into the office, Lorna is restless. The young woman standing next to my daughter feels familiar. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that ba**ard could have sunk any lower but he absolutely f**king did. Even before I read the letter that Susan had written to me, I knew that her pups were mine. She was a beautiful and kind young woman.
My heart breaks that she will not get the chance to see her pups grow up, but I'll be damned if they go to some pack with people who don't care about them the way their mother would. I will with every breath in my body. Reading her words makes me sick to my stomach. He not only forced himself on her, but her pain brought him pleasure. He enjoyed causing her pain. How could I lie next to a monster every night and not realize how sick he truly was? Lorna growls and my control snaps. He needs to pay for every bit of pain he caused Susan and her pups. She deserves her pound of flesh. As I make my way to the cells I can feel Charlie's worry through our bond. For the first time since we've mated, I block out his emotions. I have to do this. I can't let this pr**k go unpunished. I could easily allow Reese or Beck to deliver his punishment but f**k that.
He treated my daughter, myself, and Susan with total disregard because he thinks women are beneath him. That we are weak. I never realized it until now, but I'll make sure he realizes just how strong we are as I rain hell down on him. I walk toward the cell I know they are holding him in. The guard seems shocked to see me. "Open the cell now" I say. He looks past me. I'm sure looking for permission from Reese.
"Do as she says" Reese orders. "Give me a silver whip." This time the guard doesn't hesitate. Charlie lays his hand on my shoulder. "Miranda, are you sure you want to do this?" I know he is asking out of concern, so I simply nod. He presses a quick kiss on my forehead before I step inside the cell. "I see the wh*re has returned," Cain says.
Without warning, I pull my hand back, snapping the whip across his chest. He screams out ir pain. "Mom, what the hell are you doing? Stop this," Bryce screams, but I ignore him. He should have protected his sister instead of this monster. "How dare you strike me you worthless b**ch," Cain screams. I flick my wrist again, striking him across his stomach. This time he falls to the floor.
When he looks up at me, I'm not sure what he sees, but he scurries into the corner holding hi stomach. "Please, Miranda," he pleads for me to stop. I strike him three more times across hi back as he pleads for mercy. He won't find any here. I turn to Reese. "I want him strung up." "Miranda," Charlie says, but the look on my face silences him. I will not be deterred from
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making him suffer.
I know he's worried killing him will break me, but it won't. He doesn't deserve to breathe the
same air as those I love. I just pray the goddess gives him much worse in the afterlife. Two guards come in and drag a flailing Cain to a room down the hall. Once he is chained to the ceiling and floor, I walk closer to him. "I want you to know I know everything you did."A sick smile spreads across his face. "You don't even know half of it."
I grab a silver dagger off the counter and plunge it into his left thigh. His screams are like music to my ears. Once he quiets down, he starts to laugh. "Did you really think I loved you? I didn't, but my wolf wanted you. I was kind enough to dull the pain for you. You should be thanking me. I never did it for any of them," he says.
The door to the room opens. Samantha and Rosalyn step inside. They walk a little closer. "If it isn't my two biggest mistakes." Before he can say anymore, I lay the silver knife on his neck. I take great satisfaction in the sound of his skin sizzling against the blade. Samantha speaks first. "You didn't win. My mom and sister are at peace with the goddess. Colton and I have a new family now. You are going to die and no one will mourn you. No one will even remember you existed," she says.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
I couldn't be prouder of her as she faces the man that has caused her nothing but pain. Rosalyn stares at a man we never really knew before she finally speaks. "You aren't even worth my words, but I'll give them to you anyway. You are pathetic. Samantha's right, none of us will mourn you. You aren't our father. After today, I won't ever think of you again. I will be happy. Mom, Samantha, Colton, and Emmett will all be happy in spite of ever knowing you." Both the girls turn to leave. I wait for the door to close before I pull the blade from his neck. "Do you think I give a sh*t what those two pathetic b**ch's think of me? I don't, they are worthless" he says. I plunge the dagger into his other thigh and blood pours from the wound. I grab a chain wrapping it around his leg, not wanting him to bleed out before I'm done.
"I'll tell you what's pathetic is a man that can't please a woman. I had more org*sms my first night with my new mate than I did the whole time we were mated. Then again, you weren't really blessed by the goddess with anything impressive between your legs, so I understand why you had to force yourself on women. No one would want you willingly."He growls and pulls against the chains. "You wh*re. How dare you?"
"You're going to die today and me talking about your itty-bitty p*cker is what bothers you the most. You have no remorse for the pain you have caused."I step closer, shoving the blade into his groin. "No worries, Cain. Now you have a reason for your poor performance! say, as I twist the blade. He screams, pleading for me to stop, but I'm sure he never stopped when Susan begged him too.
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I pull the blade back and blood pours from the wound. I make sure I'm standing directly in front of him as his head starts to bob from all the blood loss. I slap his face, so I'm the last thing he sees. Reaching up, I place the tip of the blade on the left side of his neck. "I pray that you and Robert suffer every day for the rest of eternity!'drag the blade across his neck, ending his worthless life.