BRIELLE’S POV "No…." Brielle screamed so loudly that it echoed throughout the four walls of the cell she was in as she watched her father's head fall to the floor with a loud thud. "A perfect morning to you, too," Draken muttered to her with an evil sneer on his face, clapping madly with his bloodied hand as he walked deeper into the lit-up jail. Brielle began to pull away, terrified of what this man would do to her. Her heart was racing, and she was confident he could also hear it. This man was well aware of his powerful influence on her and was taking full advantage of it. Her back slammed the wall behind her, halting her progress, and she cursed silently. At the same time, Draken stopped in front of her. He squatted down, laughing wildly. "You must be wondering what's going on, right? And that head rolling on the floor is your father's, correct?” He inquired, but Brielle said nothing. Instead, she swallowed a large lump of saliva that she had no idea was trapped in her throa
DARIUS POV "I have bad news, Master," Rocky said as he entered the office, and Darius quickly stood up. "What do you mean by bad news?" His wolf growled as he asked the inquiry, and the dreadful feeling he'd had in the previous several days returned. Goosebumps emerged on his skin, and he wanted to scratch his entire body but stopped himself. Before taking any action, he needed to hear what Rocky had to say. In the back of his mind, Darius had a clue as to what this might be about, but he suppressed the thought immediately. No! No! Whatever news Rocky had for him was unconnected to Brielle. She was fine. She was still in the motel, and... "Okay, since you said I should go on…" Rocky cleared his throat and announced, "Brielle is nowhere to be found." Darius remained still. He felt like ice had been poured over him, and his bones and muscles stiffened. Shivers spread across his skin, and the hair on his arms stood up. "Master, you are not saying anything," Rocky spoke after a wh
BRIELLE'S POV "Arghhhhhhh…" Brielle shouted as the hot, scorching iron reached the bottom of her feet. Her entire body shook fiercely as the unbearable pain spread throughout her body. She screamed again, louder than before. Her entire body convulsed in misery and heat, and she thought it was going to melt off her bones. Her whole body ached, from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, including her chest, lungs, and eyeballs. Everything hurt. It had been two days, if she could count correctly since the great torment began. Draken seemed to have grown enraged by her statements and, therefore, revealed his true colors. Most times, she was starved, and occasionally, she was fed slimy food. However, the scarcely there diet was not the worst thing that could happen to her. Instead, it was the increased torture spree. She had been sprayed with ice-cold water and severely whipped by the guards. He had also scaled her skin with a hot iron so she was red and peeling. Although
BRIELLE'S POV "Eat!" Draken yelled, shoving the stale maggot-filled meat into her mouth. "No!" Brielle hummed, her mouth securely shut, refusing the foul food. Even though her stomach hurt so much, she would sooner die than consume the trash. "Fucking eat!" He roared again, his eyes glowering with rage, but she still refused. How could she eat live maggots and risk herself even more? She couldn't afford it at all. He was better off torturing her than forcing her to take that poison. As if reading her mind, he spat viciously on her face. "If you don't eat this, I'll have to burn your skin with the scalding iron." It's right over there, as you can see.” He pointed to a wooden table in the corner of the room. Brielle shuddered, tears streaming down her cheeks at the unspeakable pain she would experience if he used the metal iron on her. She could almost hear her screams echoing around the cell, each nerve ending on fire as the flames licked her skin and burnt her alive. Still, she
DARIUS POVDarius had his head buried on his office desk, half asleep and deep in meditation when a thundering knock on his door jolted him awake. "Come in." He grunted and looked up from his desk. The doorknob twisted open, and a guard entered, bowing his head dutifully. "Master…" He greeted, and Darius responded with a wave of his hands. He inquired immediately. "What brought you to my office? Is there any news?" "There is." The guard moved closer to the desk and slipped an envelope towards him. He said, "The postman arrived earlier with this envelope for you. He stated it's urgent, and the sender wants you to view it immediately." "Huh?" Darius frowned. He rarely received letters unless they were business-related, and even then, they were delivered via mail. So, who had sent him an envelope? He couldn't even remember the last time he received one. "Well, I think you should see for yourself." The guard spoke again, and Darius hummed.He extended his hand, took up the brown pack
DARIUS POV "Take a look at that," Darius exclaimed aggressively, flinging the envelope at Rocky as soon as he entered the room. A surprised-looking Rocky bent down and picked up the envelope, his gaze skimming through.Darius did not say anything while the guard read the letter, but he did stop pacing and stood still to gauge Rocky's reaction. "What the hell is this?" Rocky inquired, his eyes darting up to meet Darius's terrifying look. "It’s self-explanatory. Draken Havix has requested to see me. He is torturing Brielle. He also sent me photos." Darius rasped out, his voice oddly calm, although he was anything but. He was like a raging volcano, ready to erupt and spew. His wrath was like lava rushing through his veins, threatening to consume him. "What pictures?" Rocky asked, and Darius' attention shifted briefly to the images on the floor beneath him. Bending down carefully, he packed the cards before almost whispering, "The pictures are so degrading and gory. I would not wan
DARIUS POV As Darius wore the robe over his head, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by what was to come. He was preparing for the journey to Draken Havix's castle, as he had been invited, and Rocky and several of his guards would accompany him. Darius saw a lie when he saw one, despite telling himself that he was doing it out of sympathy and because he couldn't stomach the thought of Brielle going through any more torment. He couldn't dispute the truth. He still loved her. And that was the primary reason he was doing this. Brielle was still wholly connected to him, and he would save the lady he cared about and treasured above all else in the world. More so, following the letter yesterday, he decided to look into Brielle's background, and what he learned was shocking and too unbelievable to be real, but it was. Earlier, he’d thought Brielle was a pampered child who didn't want to leave her father for him, but what he discovered yesterday was the complete opposite. H
BRIELLE'S POV "Ahhhhh…" Brielle's screams rang through the cell as she felt the whip on her back. It was a new morning, and just like every other day, she’d woken up to another round of torture. Tears streamed from her eyes, and she could no longer hold back her wails and cries of pain."No more. No more... please… I will do anything you ask of me. Please stop it!" She begged the guards, who appeared to enjoy her agonizing cry."Please, please…" She said it again, hoping they would have mercy on her, but as usual, her pleas fell on deaf ears. They merely laughed at her and escalated the intensity of the torment, whipping her back like an animal, bathing her flesh with ice-cold water, and repeating the process.Brielle gave up begging. She knew she would never win against the guards. They were harsh and ruthless, just like their master.She remained still, allowing herself to feel the anguish until it subsided. And it did come to a stop. She soon collapsed on the floor in a heap a