Gustav's POV"What?! Mother scowled in curiosity. "How did she get to know him?" "I think we should ask the slut herself. Let her tell us how she ended up in the bed of that bastard!" I darted my eyes across the room to where Iris was. She was unconscious in the drying pool of her own blood.My heart sank to the depth of the ocean at the sight. An unfamiliar softness swept over me that I didn't know when I left my mother and fell on my knees beside her."Iris! Iris! Iris" I slapped her cheeks gently, lifting her into my lap. "Open your eyes, goddammit! You're not dying on me!"Immediately, I mind-linked Zelta. "Come to the mansion, now!" I severed the mind link with her and mind-linked Drogo. "Come to my office, now!" I cut off the mind link with Drogo and mind-linked Madeline with the same instruction. I knew nothing about first aid or resuscitation, and I needed all the help I could get from the people I had a bit of trust in. My arm at the back of her head was drenched in her blo
Gustav's POVThe whole thing about the Loop of the Forgotten seemed a little above overwhelming to me. Okay, I was more flabbergasted with the old myth than I was at keeping my expression calm. Nothing was ever on the plain side on this part of the world!Firstly, it was finding out a wolf could be caged by extreme trauma the host may have suffered. Blood had expatiated on it in clear terms, too vivid for me to forget so soon. The second wonder was finding out a wolf can be separated from its host through magic. Those fucking Crescents. Snakes! They've had it all planned the whole time. And now, there's a thing called the Loop of the Forgotten. The ice breaker of the three. Zelta had said it rarely happened. But when it does, there were slim chances the werewolf awake to life. From the grim look that patched up Zelta's wrinkled face, I didn't have to ask if there were more chances of success than failures."How many days does she have to stay in the loop before she dies for good?"
Gustav's POV"Can't I stop you from doing this?" Mother seized my hand in hers, sniffing back a tear. "You're all I've got. Please, don't do this. It's far too risky."I cupped her face in my palms, wiping away a tear from her long lashes with my thumb. "I put her in his condition, mother. It'll be unfair not to do something when there's finally something I can do to being her back. I won't live in peace, knowing I... I killed her.""She'll find her body. I know she's strong.""No mother," I whispered. "She's not that strong. She's only trying to. I know deep down that the hole in her heart, the hole I was supposed to close up for her, is swallowing her up each day. I need to make things right between us, and this is the first step in progress.""My Lady." Drogo mustered. " You know your son. He wont stop until he gets what he wants. The only thing we can do right now is to pray he returns to us.""With Iris." I emphasised. "I'm not coming back without her."Mother was all shaken up. S
Gustav's POVI jolted awake in my room, panting like a hunted prey. Zelta, Drogo and Madeline pushed forward, perplexed at the horrific look plastered all over my face. My eyes popped beyond their elasticity, and my breathing sounded in my ears.I passed frightful glances from Iris to mother on either side of the bed, threading my fingers through theirs. The air conditioned room grew strangely hot. In a matter of seconds, my shirt clung to my back and chest as I wiped off the beads of perspiration lining my forehead. My hair and palms dampened, with the horrid event replaying itself in my head."My Lord, are you okay?" Drogo inquired.I was too shocked to find the most suitable reply to answer him with. What I saw, what I experienced- they were as tangible as the fingers of mother and Iris caught in my grasp. I could feel my jaws shifting at the impact of his sucker punch, and my abdomen ruptured to pieces. I looked down at my chest where my heart still thumped, squeezing it to be su
Gustav's POVIt was hard fixing my thoughts on Iris. Ludovic's Lycan shape got in the way of the concentration. The more I tried to perch my thoughts on Iris, the glaring his icy crimson eyes reduced me to a beaten pulp. Beside him, I was helpless. I admit. He was tall amd intimidating enough to raise goosebumps on my skin.Even with my powers."Stop!" I sat up, propping my weary head on my right hand to massage my temples."Are y_ you okay, Gustav?" Zelta inquired, extending one hand to press it against my forehead."I said I'm fine!" I raised my voice a little above casual, shaking her hands off lightly. She was showing her streak of concern, but the last thing I needed was pity. I fucking hate it when I'm looked upon with pity. I'm an Alpha for fuck's sake.A fucking Alpha."Are you having second thoughts about this?" Drogo stood opposite me, his arms folded across his chest."I thought we're done with that subject? I forbid you from bringing that subject up for discussion anymore
Gustav's POVIt was not the amphitheatre the next time I opened my eyes. There was no noise of cheering and hooting from a crowd. My eyes opened into a dark room. It was not the darkness of night. It was something darker. Like the darkness of hell."Where am I?" I asked no one in particular. There was no sound, no light, no sign of life; just an empty dark room.The ground on where I stood was firm to be fair enough. At least, the place wasn't sinking under my feet. In a way, I was thankful I didn't have to face the bastard again. Ripping my heart out of my chest was not a scene I ever wanted to repeat the second time."Iris!" My voice echoed far into the length of the unknown room without a rebound. It was one hell of a large room, I assumed.I raised my hands in the air, taking cautious steps to wherever I could feel a wall. But the longer I walked, the farther the imaginary wall I created seemed to be from reach. Soon, I felt my heart pulsing at a gradual thump."Isn't a wall here?
Gustav's POVMy hope soared above all the doubts that once clouded my head. I jogged towards the doorway with thoughts of Iris nestled in my head. Ludovic was dead now. My only obstacle to finding Iris had been destroyed."Iris, I'm coming for you."I raised my hand to my face to shield it from the intensity of the light attacking my sight. It shone brighter than any light I had ever seen. I got through the doorway, into a room that had no length and breath. No height or depth. I couldn't see a wall or the ceiling. The room was as empty as the darkness I fought through.So much for the supernatural!"Welcome to the Loop, Gustav Leo." A distorted voice called from behind me. I swiveled to see who it was, but found no one. It was only a voice. The doorway was no where in sight, save a long stretch of white and void. Drowned in a sea of fear, I made swift turns around where I stood to find the doorway I came through, but it was gone. As well as my new found courage."You can't find wha
Gustav's POVI gasped awake in my room, holding the back of my head. I brought my hands to my face to see if I brought back souvenirs from the loop, but thankfully, there was no sign of blood on it. Except the greasiness of my palms I rubbed away on my corduroy. Agitated, I turned my neck to look at Iris beside me, sleeping peacefully. She had her innocent look cloaked over her face as I'd always known her. That was the Iris I knew, not the abomination I saw in the loop.I wondered if she could see what I saw in her head.The image of the Iris I saw at the loop with cold violet eyes and distorted voice crawled into my mind. She was fearless, brutal, and intimidating. I used to think Ludovic was what scared me the most, but now, I was wrong. If that was what Iris' caged wolf looked like, I would re-think helping her unlock her."What happened?" Mother almost jumped on me with excitement. She was awake. She was in a different cloth, as well as Drogo.I looked at the surroundings. It wa