Hunted Hybrid Aegis War Saga 1
Chapter 78
Trigger Warning: Torture, Graphic Violence, Interrogation, Threats of Mutilation, and Psychological Distress
This scene contains intense depictions of physical torture (including use of holy water, silver, and magical tools), graphic violence, and verbal threats. Characters engage in aggressive interrogation tactics with strong language and emotionally disturbing content.
Please proceed with caution if you are sensitive to themes of cruelty, pain, or forced confessions.
Interrogation Chamber –
Deep Beneath the Alpha Pack Compound
Stone walls. Silver cuffs. The air thick with blood and fury.
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The vampire was chained to the wall with silver shackles, his wrists already raw and smoking. The human sat across from him, trembling, his eyes darting between Ashrian, stone cold and silent, and Lachlan, who was rolling up his sleeves like he was prepping for a fucking
feast.
Ashrian pulled a flask from his coat. It gleamed faintly under the torchlight. “Holy water,” he said casually, unscrewing the cap. “Blessed by the Moon Priestess herself. Fun fact? When it touches a vampire’s skin… it burns straight through to bone.”
The vampire snarled. “Fuck you. You think pain will make me talk?”
Ash didn’t answer. He poured. The holy water sizzled and screamed as it hit the vampire’s shoulder, steam curling up like smoke off a branding iron. The vampire shrieked, thrashing, his fangs bared and his skin blistering.
Lachlan didn’t flinch. “Ye deserve worse, beast. Ye came fer our mate.”
He turned to the human. “Start talkin‘, laddie. Or yer friend here loses his face next.”
“I…I can’t,” the human stammered, his voice breaking. “They’ll kill my family…”
Ash grabbed the vampire’s jaw, forced it open, and poured a single drop of holy water onto his tongue.
The vampire howled like a demon, the sound echoing off the walls as his throat smoked and burned.
“Wrong,” Ashrian said. “We’ll kill you first.”
“I’m gonna rip your fucking soul out!” the vampire shrieked, choking on his own melted saliva.
Lachlan moved in slowly, his blue eyes glowing with elemental power. “Where’s yer compound?”
The human cracked. “Colorado! Gunnison Mountains. Underground. Shielded by sigils and you need blood magic to get in…fuck, please stop..three levels deep, they’re doing experiments, weaponizing hybrid DNA!”
“Name,” Ash snarled, tossing the empty flask aside and grabbing a silver tipped knife.
“Lucien Virell! He’s the vampire general!”
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The vampire tried to lunge, fury contorting his face. “SHUT YOUR MOUTH, TRAITOR!”
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Lachlan stepped in and jammed a rune covered stone against the vamp’s chest. The stone ignited with divine flame, and the creature let out a blood curdling scream as his chest cracked and smoked.
“Who’s your human boss?” Ash growled, his voice low and lethal.
“Pierce!” the man sobbed. “Director fucking Pierce, ex–Senator! He runs the east sector and funds it all…please, I told you everything…”
Ash slammed the knife into the table, missing the man’s hand by an Inch. “You breathe another lie and I will let Lachlan peel your skin like an apple.”
Lachlan’s magic flared, wind whipping around the room. “I’ll make ye wish ye were born dead, aye.”
The vampire’s breathing slowed, his eyes wide with hate. “You’re too late. She’s marked. You can’t stop what’s coming.”
Ash looked at Lachlan. Lachlan just smiled darkly. “We fuckin‘ will.”
Ash turned to the guards at the door. “Take them both to the cells. We’ll decide if they get to keep their tongues tomorrow.”
Elowen POV
I heard every fucking word.
The screams. The gurgled threats. The slicing sounds. Lachlan’s thick accented curses and Ashrian’s cold fury. And I didn’t flinch…because I knew what those bastards had done. But something in that human’s voice…his raw, broken plea…it cracked something open in me.
I shoved open the dungeon door.
Both of my mates turned at once, blood splattered and panting, weapons still dripping. The vampire hissed in the corner, his flesh sizzling where silver and holy water had kissed it. He was still snarling, defiant to the bitter end.
But the human? The one they’d just broken?
He was slumped on the floor, weeping into his hands, shaking like a damn leaf. A scribe sat in the corner, jotting every detail down…names, locations, maps.
“Out,” I ordered.
Ash raised a brow. Lachlan opened his mouth, probably to protest, but I hit him with a glare that could peel bark off a tree.
“I’m not asking.”
They hesitated, but obeyed…reluctantly. The heavy door slammed shut behind them. It was just me and him now.
He didn’t look up.
“What’s your name?” I asked gently but firmly, crouching in front of him.
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“Brayden,” he whispered hoarsely.
“Brayden.” I repeated it like a vow. “You have family?”
His whole body convulsed like I’d punched him. He finally looked up…bloodshot eyes, face swollen, soul hollowed out.
“They took my wife. My daughters. Said if I didn’t comply, they’d… they’d make me watch.”
My stomach twisted. “So you joined Aegis.”
“I had no choice!” he cried. “I never wanted to hurt anyone…I just wanted to survive.”
I placed a hand on his shoulder, slow and deliberate. “Then listen closely. You just switched sides.”
He blinked. “What?”
“You’re ours now, Brayden. We’re gonna get your family. We’re gonna burn every one of those vampire fucks to the ground. But I need your help. You work with us…you live. You eat. You sleep in a real bed. You get healed. And when we move out, you help us take those sons of bitches down.”
His face crumbled like a damn landslide. “You’ll protect them?”
“I’ll die trying,” I swore, my voice low and deadly. “And that’s a promise from me and the moon goddess.”
That’s all it took.
and
He gave up everything. Every name. Every outpost. Every underground channel. The five vampire nobles. The five human leaders. GPS coordinates. Rotating codes. Patrol schedules.
The scribe’s pen flew across the page like wildfire.
By the time I opened the dungeon door again, he was curled up in a blanket with food on the way and healers summoned. The guards had standing orders to treat him like an asset, not a prisoner.
And when the other human…still chained, still glaring…saw what we’d done for Brayden?
He broke too.
Funny what hope can do.
