Alpha's love
Torture

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When Aria awoke she was kneeling on cold dirt in the darkness. Her stomach was a roiling pit of vipers and she felt as if she might kneel over and die at any moment. Trying to move her hands she heard the clinking of metal chains and her hands being pulled taunt by the chain cuffs snaking around her wrists. She tried to call out for Milean and her wolf answered back weakly. The drug has made me weak too, until I recover I won't be able to help you, her wolf murmured before slinking away into the depths of her mind. Aria shook her head, trying to clarify what the hell happened, she wondered to herself. One minute she had been sitting in the diner talking to her mate about the peace treaty and the next rogues were pushing her into a van as she was fading away. She reaches out with her mind, trying to mind link to Eve only to have another wave of nausea crash over her. She leaned forward bowing her head, as the milkshake she had drunk earlier spewed over the floor. A sudden harsh light penetrated the room and Aria raised her head weakly as Marcus's ex-beta stalked into the room. "Ah, I see the drug has worn off. Welcome to your new home Aria." He smiled cruelly at her before crossing the room kicking her in the stomach. She gasped out in pain before he wrapped his hand around her hair yanking her head up to meet his gaze, "We're going to have LOTS of fun, aren't we." He let go of her hair, stepping back before motioning with his hand behind him. "Boys, take her to the Fun room and put her in the chair, I have some questions I would like her to answer before they replace us. It won't be long now, maybe a few hours before we'll have to leave, lets hope she cooperates before then and gives us what we want." He gave Aria a last fleeting glance of hatred before three large male wolves shoved into the room, gripping Aria's chains while one unlocked them. They pulled Aria up, locking a silver collar around her neck that attached to a long chain, one of them pulling her by the chain while the other two dragged her by her arm cuffs. Aria tried to flail, kick out at the guards and make them fall, anything so that she might escape but one of them kicked her in the head making her see stars while the others kicked her in the ribs laughing at her screams of pain. They stopped eventually, right as Aria was on the edge of passing out again, her head still spinning while her ribs screamed with pain. They dragged her down several dark corridors before stopping at a heavy metal door, pushing it open to reveal a brightly lit room with a chair in the center. The chair looked light the kind you would see in a barber's shop except that it was bolted to the floor, and reinforced to hold a werewolf. Dread filled Aria as she realized what they were going to do to her and as they strapped her into the chair, locking her arms to bolted rings on either side of the room she thrashed headbutting one of the men in the forehead. She bit the arm of another biting as deep as she could, rearing her head back against the chair ripping a chunk of his flesh out before wrapping the chain from her neck around his throat pulling it tight. The other wolves yelled for backup as one punched her in the nose, a fountain of blood poured down her chin. Her grip loosened on the chain that she had been using to choke one of the wolves and he reached out with his claws swiping them across her face. The marks weren't deep but it still hurt like hell and Aria let out a scream until one of the men grabbed a needle from a tray that she hadn't seen until now and stabbed it into her chest hilt deep, pushing the murky liquid inside into her. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she felt the pain wearing away as her senses slipped away from her again and she found herself slipping into the darkness.