Chapter 6

Laurent's POV 

The walls were cold, it wasn't even winter yet everywhere was frigid cold. I wasn't sure if I was the only one who was feeling this or what.

“Open the gates”

The guards quivered as they opened up the gates and I stepped into the dungeon only to see Riley leaning against the wall glaring at me. She was just the same as last night when I visited her, she was hell-bent on not eating as if I cared. I was only telling the maid servants to bring food to her out of courtesy and goodwill. It was only out of her friendship that his father had with my father when he was alive other than that I would have had her executed the moment I found out that she had tried to poison me.

I thought she was different from the rest of the people in the pack but she was still the same as them, always looking for ways to try and attack me while hiding in the Shell. But they had no idea that Laurent O'Neil was not the same man that he was ten years ago. I was nice and good to people but I was that same person, I realized that the more you are nice to people, the more they will try to hurt you, and even the people that you trust will try to betray you just like Riley.

“What are you doing here? Haven't you done enough?” she smiled. 

It was a good thing she was tiring out, that was a sign of weakness and defeat, I could smell it from afar. She will soon be beneath me and I will crush her for what she tried to do to me. 

“Where is your Beta? I don't see him. You should tell him to stay away from me”

I frowned, did Zander visit her without my permission? “What are you talking about?”

“Oops. It seems he did not tell you he's quite the hottie, you know” She was aware that he didn't tell me, he didn't tell me anything at all. She was getting to me, Riley, that bitch was doing this on purpose just to rile me up and it was working. Zander has never been my favorite person but right now he was pushing it by going against my others and visiting this woman in the dungeon

“You are doing this on purpose, aren't you?”

She tilted her head. “And is it working?” She smirked. I clenched my jaw, the room was getting smaller and I was trying to control my temper. However, the motion was doing so little to control me from rushing up to her and strangling her. My hands wrapped around her neck so firmly as I throttled her, trying so hard to stop her from breathing.

I hate this woman so much even though we had grown up together, I missed the times we played together in the old Fairmont garden but that was then many years ago before she became this dubious and wicked at heart and I became this cold and ruthless towards everyone around me except Silas Barnett. He was my adviser and only friend. I considered more of my father and best friend than I would ever consider Zander. 

He was irrational and always thinking with his heart rather than his head.

“Why don't you kill me rather than wasting our time? I would rather die than be locked up in here over something that I had nothing to do with”

“Shut your mouth, the poison was found in your room. How is it that you had the exact same Poison that was In my food?”

“I don't know!” She screamed with everything in her as I continued to choke her.

She wasn't just wicked at heart but a liar as well. If she would just open up her mouth and tell the truth, perhaps I would pardon her, and let her go after a few whips but she was lying right to my face and that was annoying. 

I have come across all sorts of deceit but this was worse than anything I assumed. “I think I was being set up. Why don't you have it investigated instead of jumping to conclusions? That is not going to help us, even if you kill me, the enemy will still be coming up against you and they will eventually get what they want, and take everything away from you, just as they took away your child and your –”

I couldn't take it any longer as I lifted up my hand and landed a hard slap on her face, shutting her up. She was out of her mind to even think that I was going to let her speak about my unborn child with that filthy mouth of hers.

“The next time that you speak about them, I swear to you that I will cut off your tongue”

She laughed. “That's all you can do, isn't it? I really want you to do it now, why don't you cut off my tongue now? Why don't you kill me? I don't want you to go and leave me inside this hell hole. I want to get out, I want you to kill me!” She pulled on the chains trying to rile me up. 

How can I kill her? Death is quite too easy. It only lasts but a moment. I wanted to her to suffer. I wanted her to feel the exact pain that I would have felt if I had tasted that soup. She was the one in charge of my meal and yet she dared to look me in the eyes and tell me that she wasn't the one who tried to poison me. How come the poison was found in her room?

“Kill me! You sick bastard, you will have to kill me otherwise if I get out of here, do you know who I will come for? I will come for that little bastard that would have been your child buried somewhere in the cemetery! I am going to dig up his grave and kill him over again”

Fury consumed me and I took out the knife in my band and suddenly jabbed it right through her.