Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate Chapter 166

**fixed chapter ***

**Creedon**

Our guest was coming too, I grabbed the taser off the table and pressed the button causing the hum and the zap sound. I grinned, this would be fun. My mate still hadn’t shown and I had been restless, the last two hours, her fuck boy was unconscious. I had backed off the wolf’s bane. His mind had learned to disassociate too easily, I wanted it to hurt and for him stay conscious long enough to really see him suffer. I was getting impatient and was on the verge of thinking she didn’t really care about this miserable excuse for a semi dominant male.

His head rolled to the side and I found him glaring at me out of one unswollen eye.

“Look who decided to join us boys,” I shouted and everyone milling outside moved their attention to our entertainment. I had something special in mind for this round. He wanted to stick his dick in my mate. Well, I’d make him rethink that idea. I pressed the taser below his navel.

“Ya know I’ve been thinking since he wants to use his dick so much on what belongs to me I might just rid him of it,” I said grinning at him. The mania within me was rising, as the blood rushed to my ears. I was going mad being so close to retrieving what belonged to me. He was covered in blood, which was proof I was at risk for going over the edge.

“Damien help him out, hose him off. I want to make sure this hurts,” I said, stepping back. Damien grinned, aiming the hose at his face and putting the nozzle to full blast. He was a sick son of a bitch, and I like that about him. The Sheriff gritted his teeth enduring it, unable to bite back the grunts of pain as Damien made sure to hit the deepest cuts and the water ran red off his body. Satisfied I lifted my hand and Damien turned off the hose discarding it at his feet.

“Since you have got it into your head you can stick your dick in what belongs to me I’m going to make you regret ever taking it out of your pants. I pressed the button on the taser again. To his credit the Sheriff didn’t even flinch, but watching his body convulse got a rise out of my sadistic wolf.

“You worried she’s never going to think of anyone but me aren't you?” he spat, a smirk barely visible on his bloodied lips.

“Rest assured, I’ll make sure she knows the difference, she’s going to have to pay for what she’s done.”

“My mate has the right to tear your head off your shoulders if you ever try to lay a finger on her again. She’ll do it too.” He promised, he believed what he was saying and that made me consider. So I hedged to egg him on

“From what I’ve been told the bitch hasn’t even shifted yet, I’ll take my chances, as if I’d ever be worried she could do such a thing. My Addy has fight in her for sure, but nothing I can’t fix.”

That's when the battered man chuckled darkly.

“You can kill me but she will destroy you in ways you haven’t even thought about yet.” he warned.

“Well, don’t mind me if I ignore a man who is about to lose something very important to him. I wonder what max volts does to your sperm count? After today you won’t be sticking that cock of yours in anyone. Drop his pants!” I ordered. I motioned to two others. The Sheriff just stared ahead, eyes locking onto something beyond me, before his eyes widened in fear, his head shook wildly left to right. Good he was scared.

“No!” his hoarse voice pleaded. I grinned at his outburst.

The sound of a shotgun cocking from behind us had us all spinning.

“Stop it right there you fucking piece of shit,” a snarling female voice called. 

Addy had finally come to me.