Chapter 4~ Demon with red eyes

AURELIA 

I woke up with a heavy head. It felt like a hundred people were hitting my head with a hammer. I tried to get up but I felt my hands tied. I opened my eyes slowly, ever slowly thinking the sunlight might hurt my eyes. 

But I found nothing once I opened my eyes. I was in a dark yet lighted room. The place where I was laying at this moment is the softest material I ever laid my body on. It's so soft that I want to snuggle to the cover and sleep for a long time. But I couldn't. I am in an unknown and dangerous territory. How am I supposed to sleep here? 

I slowly sat on the bed and ran my hands on the mattress. Gulping down my curiosity and fear, I stood up and set my feet on the ground. Instead of cold ground I felt something feathery rubbing my feet. I looked down and found a pair of soft slippers. Without any thought, I slipped into them. They are soft and I feel like I'm walking wearing feathers and I will fly anytime. 

With every newfound thing, my fear was increasing. I started roaming around the room. The room is coloured in red with magenta curtains and faded golden strips on them. The bed is covered in blood red. From afar it looked like someone was slaughtered here and his blood was lying there as a decoration. I felt vomit prying up my throat. I turned my attention away and felt my breath hitch. In front of me is a huge body length mirror. The mirror wasn't a surprise. The reflection I saw is a surprise to me. 

The girl in the reflection has worn a white gown that didn't reach her ankle. She looked like a white fairy in the dress. My heart quickened as the girl is none other than me. Who changed my clothes? Who…..

Red eyes 

I remembered. The last thing I saw before being unconscious is red eyes. Those red haunting secretive eyes. Did he..??? No….

He can't touch me or see me in such an intimate condition. I don't even know that guy. Anger took a tour all over my body. Inside out everywhere. I found the door and stormed out but was stopped again due to a solid surface. 

Same earthy, manly smell. Without wasting a second, I looked up. Red eyes. The same red eyes. And this time I knew my eyes resembled his as my whole body burnt in anger. 

"How dare you change my clothes?" 

I took a hold of his collar and jerked him towards myself and that was the biggest mistake in the history of my mistakes. 

He didn't look a bit intimidated. Rather his eyes held something sinister, something dark. Something unreadable yet readable for a part of my heart. 

I removed my hands from his collar and stepped back. He took a step forward and I took a step back on reaction. He stopped. His movements stopped. 

"You are angry because of your change of dress, not that I kidnapped you?" 

His deep voice drummed on my head like a sweet melody. So deep, rich and manly. I was swimming in the melody of his voice when I realized what he said. And blush crawled upwards to the tip of my ears. This bloody man kidnapped me and I was fuming over the dress which he might or might not have changed my dress. 

"Did you change my dress?"

"No!" 

A straightforward answer is what I was expecting. And when I received it , I didn't know how to react to it or reply to it. I didn't have to reply as he himself opened his mouth, 

"Let's go down, Dabria."

Who is Dabria? 

"I'm not Dabria."

I shouldn't have said that. It was right yet I felt like I shouldn't have said it. Because the next second his large hands wrapped around my throat but he didn't apply pressure. He just brought my face near him. 

"You are not Aurelia anymore. You are Dabria. My Dabria." 

No! I'm not Dabria. I'm Aurelia. The daughter of Alpha Kent of Midnight pack. I'm the little princess of my pack, not some red eyed man's property. My pack! It reminded me of the bloodshed. The horrific scene I saw. My dad and Reagan fighting those bloodsucking creatures. My mom crying and trying to save me. Me being knocked out and then brought to here.

Tears filled my eyes and I stumbled back, away from his grip. My vision was blurry now. 

"What did you do to my pack? Where are my parents?" 

He stuffed his hands in his pants pocket. 

"They might or might not be alive."

"What the hell do you mean?" 

I roared at him. 

He bent down and whispered sinisterly. 

"I meant what I said. They might or might not be alive."

No!no!no! They are alive. I know they are alive. They can't die. Reagan was there. He promised he won't let anything bad happen. 

"No, they are alive. I know they are alive. Reagan promised me, he will keep everyone safe. He won't break his promise."

My heart thumped against my ribcage as he took a hold of the table just beside him and smacked it on the mirror. I closed my eyes and covered my ears. But it wasn't for a long time. As my throat was again in his hold and this time I was pressed against the wall with his front touching every part of my front. And it started feeling insanely hot somehow in the room. 

"That fucker's name won't be on your lips from now on. If I ever heard you taking his name then you will fucking see what I can do." 

My thorat started feeling dry but I couldn't avert my eyes from his challenging ones. 

"I'll….take…..his….name…."

I tried to speak out with his grip on my throat. He tightened his grip and invaded my personal space. His nose almost brushing mine.

"Fucking try once."

And I did.

"Reag……aaaaaah!" 

I cried out in pain as he drew my bottom lip inside his mouth and but on it harshly drawing blood from it. I saw him closing his eyes and sucking the blood away from my lower lip. And then he left my lower lip with a content sigh. 

"This will be your punishment, Dabria. Take his name and I will suck your blood away from you little by little. Remember one thing, Dabria."

I sucked on my breath. 

"You are mine. Only mine. You belong to me. You belong to Erix Drystan. And this is your fate. I'm your fate."

No! The only thing echoed in my head right now. He can't be my fate. I can't be His. I don't want a monster in my fate. As if he could read my mind, he smirked evilly,

"Alas! You are stuck with a demon not a monster." 

He is truly a demon. And I couldn't digest the fact that my fate made me meet this demon and I don't know what things he has planned for me. 

A demon in black clothes and with red eyes is now in my life now. And now I have to fight this fate of mine.