"Huh?"
Titan blinked, his mind struggling to understand what he meant by that, though a creeping sense of dread had already begun to settle in his gut.
There was something cold and terrifying about the boy in front of him notwithstanding how young he looked.
"Do I have to spell it out for you?"Asher sighed, as if he was exhausted from dealing with an idiot. "Fine, let me show you then."
He then pointed toward Titan’s crotch and made a slow slicing motion through the air.
"Off it goes." Asher said casually, like he was discussing trimming weeds in a garden.
It dawned on Titan, the same moment, the air in the room shifted. The kid was dead serious. Titan’s face drained of color, his pupils dilated in pure, unfiltered terror. He started shaking his head.
"No. No, no, no," he pleaded, panic setting in. This cannot be. The kid had to be kidding him. This was a prank. A trick. Somebody better tell him this was a joke.
"Yes. Yes, yes," Asher mocked in return, his voice a twisted mimicry of Titan’s fearful own.
Even Nancy, who had initially felt some relief at seeing Titan being put in his place, felt a chill crawl down her spine.
For the first time that night, Nancy wanted to plead for Titan, not because she felt sympathy for him. He was a disgusting, vile man, and perhaps deserved this. But cutting off his dick was a bit much of a punishment. The boy would castrate him for life.
But the moment her lips parted to say something, Asher moved and came to kneel in front of her. The sudden movement startled her and Nancy forced herself not to jerk away.
The boy was unstable. Who knows? One wrong move, and he might decide she was next. So Nancy held her breath, waiting for what he’d do next. But the boy was calm. To her surprise, he took her hand and cradled it carefully.
"Don’t feel sorry for him," he said with such a soft voice, with his thumb brushing over her knuckles, and almost soothing her nerves.
"It’s him or Violet. And I choose Violet." His eyes darkened, the finality in those words ringing louder than any threat.
Nancy swallowed, fear and confusion warring in her mind. What had Violet, her daughter, entangled herself with?
No, more like, what had she led her daughter into?
She had pushed Violet to find a better future, even advising her to use those werewolves if necessary, but never in her lifetime had she imagined it could come to...this. It seems she’d cast Violet into a fate more brutal than the one she’d fled.
Asher released Nancy’s hand and straightened, leveling an impassive stare at Titan. "Cut it off," he commanded, voice devoid of mercy
The wave of compulsion washed over Titan and for a moment, he fought back with a strangled groan, his body drenched in sweat from resisting. But despite his desperate struggle, there was no escaping Asher’s hold.
Nancy averted her eyes just as the gruesome slicing sound filled the room. Titan released a blood-curdling, animalistic howl of agony, as he mutilated himself.
Asher’s gaze flicked to the severed flaccid piece of flesh that once belonged to Titan, and he wrinkled his nose in disgust. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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