My mate is a cold-blooded monster

Blaire White  My heart sank at his words. oh, no. Before I could process what was happening and say anything, I felt strong hands suddenly grip my arm, pulling me away along with Emmett. My heartbeat was threatening to burst in my chest as I tried to peel the death grip off of me. I was dragged to the pavilion and made to kneel by the Alpha's left, while Emmett was made to kneel beside the green-veined boy and some other unknown boy who was disfigured. "Do you know why they are lined up here?" He swept a keen gaze over the crowd, and I looked at his face with disbelief. "No? Then I'd tell you," he said, moving towards the disfigured boy and forcing his head up. He pulled his finger up and placed a boot-clad foot on his pelvic region. He seized his finger, and I heard a crunch, followed by a scream, and gagged. He had pulled his finger off and smashed his dick while at it. Oh, moon goddess, that must be worse than death. "Does it hurt?" He asked the weak boy, who said nothing but cried