It was Friday morning which marked my fourth day since I got locked in that cold cell. I was allowed to go to the bathroom four times a day and also to move my legs a bit since I was chained. I have not tasted any kind of food ever since I was brought here and my body was getting weaker. It became a hassle for me to stand up without feeling dizzy for the first few moments. Rose tried to get me to eat, but she failed. I just wanted to die, I wanted to end all of this.
After arriving on Friday in the afternoon and spending the whole evening negotiating Rayne's situation with the Supreme Court, I was quite exhausted and my body wanted to do nothing but sleep. Even though my mind was full of rapid thoughts about Rayne, I had to answer the needs of my body; If I wanted to be focused tomorrow, I knew rest would be a must.
I was ready in less than thirty minutes; I was dressed, all packed, and ready to leave. I rushed to the room where Rayne was and I saw two men putting her carefully on the stretcher. There was an oxygen mask on her face and her eyes were closed, her eyelids were slightly red, showing how exhausted she was. I took a look at her chest and saw it rising and falling steadily; never had I ever imagined that the movement of one's chest could be the thing that held me back from breaking down.
A ray of sunlight penetrated the glass window, making its way through the curtains, straight to my face causing me to squeeze my eyes gently then slowly open them, only to find myself in a white room. Again, I was hospitalized. I was fed up with being hospitalized. I carefully reached for the mask on my face and removed it, trying to see if I could breathe on my own or not. Luckily, I could breathe; however, I found a bit of difficulty, as if I was wearing a tight bra that made me feel like there was a stone on my chest. I slowly returned the mask on my face, so I could normally breathe.
It had been two days since I was finally able to go to my normal room. I was still on Adrian's floor, which was something I was definitely grateful for. Something about this floor made me safe or perhaps... the fact that I was close to him made me safe. I was safer than I had ever been in my whole life when he held me in his arms while the witches were trying to cure me. I did not know if he noticed or not, but he kept whispering soothing w
"How did you get out of the camp?" I questioned the girl in front of me; she was a newbie vampire and it was dangerous for humans around the castle to have a newbie vampire close to them.My nose caugh
"Ready?" I asked Rayne who looked really anxious as she kept fiddling with her fingers and tapping her foot madly. We had just arrived at the airport and Evelyn was with us; Olivia, Roland, and three other vampires from the army were with us too. Luckily, she agreed on being the official witch of the empire. The three of us arrived at the airport and we were ready to take my private jet.
I didn't understand, I truly didn't. I didn't know what I did wrong to make him snap at me like that in front of everyone, embarrassing and humiliating me in a way I believed that I did not deserve. Was I being so needy? Maybe I was, but I was really scared. I hated the Witches Empire from the bottom of my heart, not to mention that I was about to see Eleanor. I was tortured and almost killed in that place... I was going to see my abuser, why couldn't he understand that?However, it was probably my fault. I crossed the
Rayne was getting weaker before my eyes. She could barely stand still and in a few seconds, she fainted. The moment her head was about to hit the ground, I rushed to her side and put my hand under her head, so she would not get hurt. My heart tightened in my chest when I saw her unconscious in my arms."Rayne! Rayne!" I kept calling her name, but her eyes were still closed. Her cheeks were so red and her skin was feverish. "Rayne! Wake up," I mumbled nervously. She was okay before coming here, what happened to her? Oliv
AdrianWhen I look at the soldiers around me, I fail to find any ounce of fear. Men and women look bold and dauntless; they’re ready to tear apart any creature who may represent an obstacle in front of the safety of their loved ones. In their hearts, there may be traces of fear, but when my eyes fall on them, I only see a kind of bravery that is quite unprecedented to me. They know that by coming here, there’s a huge chance that they may not go back home.
My eyes have not dried yet. I cry day and night. I cry for the loss of my best friend, I cry for Roland who lost his other half, I cry for Adrian who lost his best friend and his sister. My heart is burning and I do not know how to cool it down. I go to her room every day, hoping that I can find her, but she is not there. Olivia is no longer here. I still remember the look in her eyes when Eleanor ripped her heart out. I remember how she defended me till her last breath and for that, I really hate myself. Had it not been for me, she would have been alive.
My heart is beating fast, I'm scared. I just want to run to the battlefield and check on Adrian. I'm tired of that feeling in my heart, something I cannot describe. It is a feeling that makes me overthink, a feeling that exhausts my mind and steals my energy away from me; it's a wave of worry and a tornado of stress. It seems that my eyes forgot how it feels to be dry because they are always filled with tears; I'm drowning in my rivers of tears. My heart is screaming in agony and my head is throbbing. I can't take it, I just can't. What do I call this feeling? It exceeds the normal pain. I think all
"I will return, I will find my way back to you. I will never leave you alone," I whisper as Rayne wraps her arms tightly around me. We are in front of the front door inside the house, Roland is hugging Olivia while Rayne is in my embrace. "Goo-,"
War. War is something dreadful. Lethal. Brutal. War takes from people their loved ones, it may destroy the whole world. War has many consequences and I wish I can pull away everyone I love from this cruel battle. I wish I can lock them away in a safe place and never let them out until it's all over, but I can't do that. My fiancé, my everything, the man I love the most is doing whatever it takes him to ensure my safety... If only he knows that all I care about is him now.
I looked out of the window of Adrian's study and saw Roland and Olivia sitting in the garden. They looked so cute together and I truly wished them an eternity of happiness because they both deserved to be happy. Roland was playing with her long blonde hair with one hand while she held his other hand in hers as she talked to him about something I definitely could not hear from where I was.
Ten of the werewolves empires joined us. They were all allies of Atticus and since he was with us, on our team. That was enough to convince them to join us.
"No! You're not going alone! I won't let you go alone!" Rayne exclaimed as she followed me around the suite while I packed my bag.
Adrian fulfilled his promise. I did sleep in our bed that night. Neither Tyler nor Eleanor was able to take me away from the people I loved. My mind failed to comprehend the disaster the world was about to encounter. Was I the reason behind that? Would it have been better if I was dead? I kept thinking and my mind settled on only one conclusion: if Adrian did not find me then I would have probably been dead from being tortured 24/7 then Eleanor would not have gone crazy and everything would have been the way it had always been.