Page 46 of Blinded
"They've all become power hungry it seems. The alphas think they can take what they want when their job is to give and sacrifice for the pack, not profit from it." Kurt ran his fingers through his hair. "Pack Authority is working on a plan to visit all registered packs and make sure this shit stops happening. We also need more wolves to step up. There are so many alphas who choose to become lone wolves instead of fight. I don't blame them, the job isn't for everyone, but there are some good men out there who would do well leading a pack." Kurt glanced at the shop. "It's time." He pushed the door open and got out.
I followed him, trying to keep calm as the scent of Brett's attacker grew stronger as we entered the building. I was shocked to find Jennifer inches from Justin, leaning against the bumper of an old car, running her hands down his chest as if flirting. With her that close, there was nowhere for Justin to run if he decided to. Jennifer would have him on the ground in no time.
She smiled at Kurt. "Fancy seeing you here." She winked.
Kurt grinned. "You know how much I hate to miss a party."
Justin straightened as he glared at Kurt, probably pissed that he'd interrupted. "Did you need something?"
"Actually, Justin, I think they are here to see you." Tom walked out of the office, glaring at his employee.
"Me, why?" Justin started to back up, but Jennifer reached out, gripping his shirt in a tight fist.
"Don't go. You're the guest of honor." She smiled at him.
I fisted my hands, wanting to jump him and pound his head into the cement floor.
Just then the door opened, and Conner stepped aside so that Steve and Pat could move inside. Both started to strip as they slowly moved toward Justin.
"You really don't know why we're here?" Kurt glared at him.
"Dude, I'm not into men." Justin struggled to get away from Jennifer as his eyes went wide watching Pat and Steve take off their clothes.
"Oh, we aren't here to fuck you, at least not the way you're thinking." Steve stepped out of his pants and the moment they hit the ground so did he, shifting quickly into his wolf.
"Oh fuck!" Justin screamed, and the smell of urine filled the small area.
"Damn, did you have to do that?" Conner rolled his eyes. "I hate the smell of human pee."
Pat shifted and as soon as he did, he ran at Justin, coming to a stop only inches from where Jennifer held him.
"You weren't very smart, were you?" Kurt stepped closer. "Do you know how well we smell things? We can remember a scent for years. Your smell was all over the murder scene. Was that your vomit or your friends?"
Tears ran down his face as Justin looked over at his boss. "Tom, help me!"
"Oh no. I helped them. You killed the son of a good friend. You're lucky I didn't tear your neck out before they got here. The only reason you are still alive is so that you can face Bridger's family."
Justin lost it, struggling, kicking, and screaming as he tried to get away. It wasn't going to happen. Steve bit into one leg, causing Justin to fall to the ground. The moment he did, Pat was on his chest, growling and drooling inches from his face.
"You're coming with us." Kurt grinned. "I'll pull the car up to the first door. Bayne, you tie him up." Kurt turned and walked out of the building.
I pulled a roll of duct tape off one of the tool boxes before going over to stand beside Justin. I fought to keep my wolf back, sure that if he came forward he wouldn't wait to kill him. "You blinded my mate." I kicked Justin as hard as I could in the ribs. "Because of you, he will never see again. What do you think I should do to you for that?" I kneeled beside him, staring directly into his eyes. "Maybe I should take your eyes the way you took his."
Justin no longer spoke, he was crying so hard he looked almost as if he was having a seizure. There was no shock in his eyes at what he was seeing, only fear, proving that he'd been aware of shifters before we'd confronted him.
I quickly used the tape to wrap around his legs, making it much tighter than I needed to. The man was going to die. I didn't care one bit about his comfort. "Let go, Steve. I've got to roll him over. You can bite his ass when I get him over. That looks nice and meaty."
Steve released him, and I forced Justin to roll, pressing his face into the cement with the back of my knee as I brought his arms back behind him and taped his hands together. "Can I cut his tongue out so he can't scream?" I grinned down at Justin, enjoying the scent of his fear. I'd never smelled it so strong and my wolf fed on his fear, wanting nothing more than to make it grow.
"I think we should let the wolves he beat do that. They can cut pieces off of him one at a time, the same way he cut pieces off Bridger." Jennifer kicked Justin hard directly in the hip.
Justin screamed. I pressed my knee harder against the back of his neck.
"Tape his mouth and let's get him back to the wolves who will decide his fate." Conner hit the button to open the garage door. "You coming with us, Tom?"
"I wouldn't miss it for anything." Tom grinned. "I'll be right behind you."
"We'll be at the cells." I stood, then reached down and grabbed Justin by the tape that held his hands together. I picked him up like a suitcase, dangling him by my side. "Tape his mouth while I have him up, will ya, Jen?"
