“Please! Please, I'm sorry! No!”
The faint sounds of beginning brought me out of my violent slumber and my eyes fluttered open but I saw nothing other than blurry lights and the sounds seemed further away when I was awake.
“I’m so sorry!” He cried. He wasn't close, his voice came from down a few halls. Where was he?
He was begging for his life, his voice sounded muffled and desperate and the sound of gurgling and coughing made me shake my head to get a grip.
I looked around but my vision wouldn't allow me to see much.
All I saw were blurry walls and something shiny in front of me.
I lifted my hand to rub my eyes but the restraints were stopping me.
I looked down and moved my wrist but it wouldn't budge and after staring for a good minute I saw the cable ties that kept my wrists locked to the chair.
“No,” I breathed and tried
It had been hours since Darian told the guard to kill the guy who helped me. His screams stopped, actually no, he begged for his life one last time they took it from him and the sound that followed was a metal door sliding shut with a loud lock clicking into place. They had left it open on purpose, wanting me to hear him being tortured before his eventual death.Now when I looked at my captive hands they were stained with blood that would never be washed off.I closed my eyes and saw his kind face, I had never seen kinder eyes, and the only one that even came close was Emanuel.It pissed me off to no end how I could've been with him right now and live a somewhat good life. I would've had to share him with his other mates but it would've been worth it if it meant a calm and safe life. I’m not greedy, I could do without the love if it meant being safe. I just didn't want to hurt anymore.&
The water hit my body and felt like lava was washing down on me. I stepped aside for a second and then back again and I repeated that little dance about a hundred times to give myself a pause between the self-inflicting torture of taking a shower.I saw the scratchy loofah hanging on the golden hook and just the thought of scrubbing myself down with that sent a shiver down my body. The soap was all I could handle- it was oily and smelled of roses which was perfectly soothing against my wounds.The shower took longer than usual because of how careful I was. Even stepping out proved to be a difficult task when I couldn't lift my legs because of my broken rib.Nothing had healed and I don't remember the last time I was in pain for this long. Trixy always healed me before the pain took a strain on my psyche.The shower was in a big room of its own with double doors that led out into
“After everything you have put me through,” I said and tossed the card aside.I finished eating but an awful feeling was gnawing at me.Why this nice gesture now after he had an innocent man killed, sent his teacher to use me like a cane sharpener and then waterboarded me?This was all within the first twenty-four hours. There’s not a chance in hell that I’m staying here but I was stuck for now- in this palace and with him- so it wouldn't hurt to get to know my surroundings.I looked at the table and noticed the steak knife. Since I ate with my hands like an animal, the knife was spotless and the teeth were sharp.I put on the dress that Elise had laid out and ripped out a loop on the inside where I hung the knife so it wouldn't move around too much and especially so it wouldn't be seen.
I didn't hear any footsteps behind me so I quickly threw myself into the first room I could find.There was an entire wall that had been taken out and the room stretched out onto a balcony that overlooked the stables.The room itself was nothing extraordinary, there was a table with a lamp on it and a futon with a wool mat hanging over the edge. The carpet that covered most of the floor was different, more colorful, and much softer than the others I'd seen. Those were the only things I noticed as I walked across the room and onto the balcony where everything suddenly turned quiet and the fresh air hit my face.Even though I saw people on the ground talking and two men shouting at each other, no sound reached up to where I stood. The guards were walking in formation and the horses were being led to the stables for grooming yet the sounds didn't reach up to here. It shouldn't be possible, I wasn't that far up for no sounds to reach me, but honestly, I decided to forget about the possibl
Gabe chuckled, he looked toward the door and heaved a breath.“Let’s go,” he said and expected me to follow him. A move like that was something I would run by Trixy but seeing as she wasn't awake yet I was left to make the choice alone.He walked as though he knew I'd follow and I thought about it for a second. He didn't seem too strange and he’d been nice just now. However, the last person who was nice to me ended up dead. I was stuck in limbo and felt like a scared lamb, it annoyed the shit out of me so instead of questioning his intentions, I decided to follow him. We walked through the long halls that stretched and turned throughout the palace. There were more doors than I could count and I found it hard to believe that one single person knew what each room contained.I counted our steps and memorized the hallways, painting a map in my mind for when I planned to go.I wasn't worried about following him, he’s a royal guard with a high standing based on his uniform- that was unti
He stopped the car outside of a withered down three-story townhouse with a triangle-shaped roof and ripped linens hanging in the windows where glass should be.I got out and clutched my stomach when if felt it drop into a bottomless pit.I had no idea where we were but my heart broke over the fact that people lived like this here, in a place where the king had an entire palace for him and his staff. The palace foyer alone was bigger than this house.We walked up the squeaking stairs leading to the door and whereas I thought we’d be knocking like civilized beings, Gabe pressed open the door which was already hanging on its last hinge and he held open the satin drape for me to walk through. I gave him an eery look but he flicked his head gesturing for me to hurry inside.He looked out onto the street like he was worried someone would see him but this felt like a place you went to knowing what you got. I looked over my shoulder and saw him press on the door to close it as best as he cou
Gabe was welcomed like a King with a golden chalice filled to the brim with cherry-scented wine and a collection of the finest cigars I had seen. They were often smoked by the leaders of any pack- including my former alpha who refused to smoke anything else that didn't have the signature sun-dried leaves. I also remembered him saying something about hinted cognac and cocoa, but I stopped listening after he refused to let his friend take a puff because he wasn't an Alpha.What baffled me the most was that two of those cigars could pay for the remodel of this entire house. Why were they just giving them away like candy? They were sought after, rare, and nearly impossible to smuggle onto the island.And yet here stood a girl with a linen bra and a maxi skirt with two long slits in the front going up to her waist; she held a silver tray where the cigars lined up perfectly and Gabe sniffed each one. He walked closer, the tray brushed up against him and the girl was seductively batting her
Two girls walked around the room and poured drink after drink into the men's crystal glasses. How there could be money like that in a place like this was beyond me. Wherever I looked I saw bits and pieces of wealth, but then I looked at the broken wood paneling and the rotting floors; the empty fixtures on the ceiling, and the torn drapes that hung to divide the rooms and cover the windows.Did all of the money go to these lavish things for the men? It was, after all, for their convince.Mr Edison was sharing words with Marry and their eyes occasionally glanced my way while the wad of cash changed hands.I walked along the the wall to the other side of the room and tried to blend in but being the only girl except for seventy-year-old Marry, in clothes, I pulled more attention than if I’d been naked on the floor.One girl was swaying on her feet, she looked drunk or high or perhaps both. I couldn't imagine the things they had to do to survive here. She was led out of the big room and