Chapter Sixty-Seven

Chapter Sixty-Seven

Mirah

Days probably moved faster here. But I had no way of knowing.

The last few days, maybe weeks, had been torturous. And painful.

I heard footsteps approaching, and raised my head as much as my bounded position could allow. My arms felt numb from being tied to the back. And my body burned from the heat emanating from the fire beneath.

“Your face has lost color, Human. Finally caving in?” Tyler asked, as he stood on the ground safe from the fire.

I didn't reply, having realized that my response only made him gloat. I pursed my lips and kept my head bowed.

“It’s quite a pity you're a human, Mirabella. You'd have been a perfect fit for the Vampire royal family. But since you aren't, let's get back to the issue we have on ground. Surrender your power as the Controller.” Towards the end of his words, his voice dropped low.

“I’ve told you already. I'm not the Controller.” I said, which was partly true.

I wasn't the Controller yet, and I couldn't ha