Chapter 135. The Torture

"Lift him to his knees so I can see his face," I ordered.

Samuel planted a booted foot against Dagger's butt and gripped his shoulders from behind, jerking his upper body off the floor. He held him in place while I leaned down again to one knee so that Dagger and I were eye to eye. "Ready to be a good boy? How far you're willing to go to secure your freedom this time?"

He whimpered and dropped his head.

I grabbed his jaw and squeezed, lifting his head at the same time. He whined at the force I was using. Letting my Wolf's strength rise into the palm of my hand, I constricted my grip even tighter until the bones in his jaw snapped, dislocating it.

Dagger screamed but the sound gurgled off when I placed my other hand over his mouth. "Pay attention. I have some questions. Now, since you have no dick, I know it wasn't your cock, so tell me which one of these wolves raped my mate."

Sweat poured off of his body as saliva dripped out of his mouth. He tried to