The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: A REMINDER OF THE DARK TIME

Cane had ordered the maid named Hanna to bring Iris into his chamber in three days, whether she got better or not.

And now, to know her coming to his chamber on her own feet, it seemed, her condition had improved.

However, Cane was too tired and he had a lot more important things to do than to entertain his enemy's daughter.

Once he was inside, he saw Iris sleeping on the sofa, she curled her body in such a way that made Cane almost miss her if he didn't pay her close attention. Her body was so small and skinny.

Cane frowned, he halted in his step for a while and stared at the bundle of flesh on his sofa for a few seconds. Her body moved gently, as she breathed, indicating that she was still alive, which was a good thing, since he had not even started yet.

But then, Cane didn't have time to do anything to her, because he needed to go to the dungeon and see Mason.

At that thought, Cane walked toward the bathroom and took a quick bath, to get rid of the repulsive smell of blood from his body and then changed into a set of clean clothes. He didn't even spare a glance at the bundle of flesh on his sofa when he walked out of the room.

Cane went straight to the dungeon, where he met his gamma, Ethan, who was grinning from ear to ear at the sight of him.

"Are we ready to chop off all of his fingers?" He asked excitedly, as he approached the alpha. "Can I do that? I will chop every single one off them little by little."

Cane threw the gamma a quick glance, his expression was devoid of any emotions. "I heard you chopped off his manhood."

"Yes," Ethan replied proudly. "I chopped it off and let him watch as the dog ate it."

"Okay." That was the only answer that Cane gave him, but he didn't explicitly give the permission to cut off Mason's fingers.

"Huft, cutting his fingers will not kill him," he muttered to himself, but Jace hit the back of his head to make him stop complaining, as both of them went into the cell, where Mason was held.

Thankfully he was a shifter, or else, he would have been an inch away from death with his current condition.

"Fuck you slave! FUCK YOU!" Mason was furious when he caught the sight of Cane. He was stripped naked, that was why his castrated manhood was clear to see. It looked so ugly and messy down there. "I should have killed you! I SHOULD HAVE LET THOSE SAVAGES CUT YOU OFF!"

It was Mason's thing to see the slaves that he owned to have forced sex with a few people and his current addiction was to watch men actually being fucked by men.