Chapter 91

Adrian's POV

I appeared in front of one of my thatched houses. The one that I had in mind. I undid the simple lock and dragged myself and my mate in.

I was still in the process of healing, and if I over did it, things would go bad. I was grateful to be back to life. But I don't lazy around. I would do what was required of me.

Now, I am the tormentor. I got some crude tools to work and in no time, two straps were ready.

I hanged my mate just the same way we were hanged at the Dowager's. When I had her in position I began with interrogation.

"What's your name?" I asked. She was in delirium and it was the best opportunity to get words out of her. Once she came around, I am sure she would not answer any of my questions.

"What's your name?" I asked skeptically.

"Natasha," she whispered. Her voice was so faint and I had to use Sam's senses to decipher her words.

"Who are you working for?" I asked and she hesitated. I guess that was supposed to remain secret just like mine.

Angrily, I hit he