12 - M E N D E D

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The last thing Easton wanted to do was to leave Noelle, but he knew that there was a line-up of men who are waiting to see her. He can't be selfish. 

"I have to go now, Elle, but I'll be back. Your father is coming to see you, and we can't have more than one person in the room. See you soon, my love", he explained, but obviously didn't receive an answer. He sighed at her sleeping state and kisses the crown of her head, reluctantly leaving the room, giving the fox one last glance, only to find her in the same exact position with her eyes closed. 

As soon as he closed the door behind him, Nathaniel ran up towards the door, the other two seated and looking as glum as ever. 

"Where's Victor?", Easton asks, breaking the silence. 

"With Robinson", his father answered, and Easton immediately felt his blood boil at the mention of his name. 

He was going to get his hands on that bastard.  

He wants blood, and he's going to see it. 

He wants the satisfaction of hearing his screams and cries for help, and he's going to hear it. 

Easton always get's what he wants. 

When he realises that he was standing in the middle of the waiting room, clenching his fists and jaw, he makes his way towards the basement. 

He felt Axel on the verge of taking over, but he didn't want that just yet. He wants to get his turn with Robinson too. 

He was greeted with the bows of the security guards as the opened the basement doors for him. He impatiently walked in, and heard the whispers of the still alive people he's tortured in here. He rolled his eyes at the sight of the bodies piled on top of each other, remembering to remind his men to clean that out, and made his way towards Victor, who was standing beside an unconscious Robinson

Easton smirked when he saw that he his hands were shackled to the wall by chains, and his clothes had been stripped off of him. 

"Is Noelle okay?", Victor instantly whispered once Easton came close enough. 

"She's okay, but it'll take her a while to shift back to her human form since she hasn't fully healed yet", Easton informs him, Victor sighing in relief. "You can go to the waiting room, Nate is having his time with her but you'll have your turn soon", Easton tells him and Victor nods, bowing in respect and leaving the basement. 

Easton's attention went back to the sh*tty excuse of a human being. 

"Wake the f*ck up b*tch", he slapped him a few times, jolting him back to consciousness. Robinson grunted before opening his eyes, and once he was greeted with Easton, he flinched, attempting the run away but then realised he was chained to the wall. He struggled against the chains, but to no avail. Easton laughed menacingly at the sight of his trying to escape. 

"You can't escape from me, dog", Easton spoke words of venom, spitting them out at the trembling man. "What have you got to say for yourself?", Easton asked while walking back and forth, waiting for a response. 

"I'm s-sorry", Robinson spoke quietly, his voice shaky and breathing unsteady. Easton paused in his tracks, turning to face him once again.

"You're sorry? Sorry for what? Capturing my beloved when she was only a child? Abusing her for years? Starving her? Mentally and physically assaulting her? Corrupting her beautiful soul? Anything else you want to enlighten me with?", he spoke through gritted teeth sarcastically, wanting nothing more than to rip his organs out of his body and feed to his sh*tty pack. 

"Why?", Easton breathed out. Robinson, however, looked down, not giving him a response. Easton punched him in the jaw. 

"I asked a f*cking question!", he yelled into his face, causing Robinson to flinch and let out a single tear. "Oh, are you going to cry? Poor you. Speak, dog."

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