Chapter 40

Chapter 40


Melanie.

I am awake, I don't wanna open my yet eyes because I feel a presence beside me.

Oh goodness! I will finally die.

What should I do? How do I get the hell out of here?

I feel empty like something in me is missing, the same way I used to when I was human.

Don't tell me they had my wolf locked up again.

What will I do if that happens? She's the strong one, not me.

Remember me again God, this time I won't forget.

The place I'm at is so cold and I can feel water on my feet.

I can't imagine how dirty this place is.

The thought makes goosebumps to appear on my skin, and I feel like am being pricked by a thousand needles.

The room smells of rusty metal, blood and urine. It's so disgusting that I think I will die if I saw anything.

My hands and legs are tightly tied with chains to restrict my movements.

I can feel the metal digging deep into my skin and the affected areas are so fucking sore.

It hurts. Everything in me hurts, both physically and emotionally.

They finally got me.

To think they used my best friend?

Is there even a word like that? Friend.

I would never put those I care about in danger. I was even willing to give myself away to protect them but look at me.

She didn't even think twice before injecting me with that poison.

I loved lily like my own sister and I didn't imagine her backstabbing me. How could I know?

I would have died in her place if she faced death.

I'm sad that only applies to humans, our humanity won't let us harm our friends.

I'm happy I was raised as one and not an animal. They only think about themselves and their useless need for power.

They are greedy and they take people's lives for granted.

Look at how am being handled like I don't matter, just the way they beheaded Jake for no reason.

I wish I never met them.

My life changed drastically the moment I attended that party. If I knew how fake they were, I would have stayed with Jake.

He would have been still alive.

Even though I didn't love him, he loved me and his love would have been enough for both of us.

I hate everything.

I hate them.

I hate the person I became.

I hate myself for trusting so much.

For being so fucking blind that I can't tell deceit when I see it.

The metallic door noisily creaks open indicating how old it must be. I immediately steady my breathing so I won't get caught.

A couple of footsteps are heard and they stop right in front of me.

Okay, this is where I die.

"The drug should have worn out by now, it has been twenty-four hours," a males voice says strictly

"She's a newly shifted wolf, your highness, it will take her some time," a familiar woman's voice says back calmly

"A newly shifted wolf who wiped out my entire army and defeated two of my most powerful witches?" the man says chuckling and he surely makes my blood run cold.

I don't want to think what he will do to someone who killed his army.

The army he has been spending a lot of time recruiting and training.

"Am sorry your highness, I have been training more?" the woman says and the man laughs mockingly at her.

"Is that so?" he asks and I feel his hands in my hair.

Fucking Yuck!

"Do you think she'll take my offer?" he asks playing with my ponytail and I so badly want to get away from his disgusting bloody hands.

"If we blackmail her with her mate, am sure she will" fucking stupid woman.

Touch Aiden and know how badly I can hurt you even without a wolf.

"You better be sure about this, am so sick of you useless bitches" the man snaps aggressively and I almost gasp.

Why the hell are they following him if he treats them like shit?

"Bring me a bucket of cold water, I don't have all day"he growls and footsteps quickly fade away through what am assuming is the door.

I have never been woken up by water before. I hate cold showers.

Please let it be at least clean.

Where did Athena even go? she said she was my helper yet she's doing a shitty job at that.

Am starting to think everything about these people is nothing but illusions.

The footsteps come back and I take silent deep breaths waiting for the doom.

I feel movements around me and, BOOM!

When he said cold, I didn't know it would be freezing.

My body jerks forward and I release a loud shriek.

Involuntarily, my eyes snap open and I can attest, even nightmares are not this horrid.

This place is dirty, and when I say dirty I mean it's horrifyingly filthy.

I won't be surprised if she told them I have OCDs.

I am never keeping friends again, am completely done.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" I look up at the three people in the room in annoyance.

Two males and the witch who escaped death the other day.

Shouldn't she be repenting and turning away from sin?

Dumb bitch.

All the dirty work she has been doing for what?

The other male looks like a watchdog. Do they even get paid?

The man is old, he is supposed to be my grandfather.

His hair and beards are all white, he has grey eyes and a strong build regardless.

He is in dark pants and a white button-up shirt. Aren't kings supposed to be wearing something kingly, like robes?

"Nice to finally meet you Melanie" the old fucker ruffles my hair and I scowl at him.

I wonder what he wants more power for, he should be retiring or better still, dead.

"I won't waste my time with you anymore, you have two choices" he goes straight to the point and I keep eye contact.

I'm fucking scared Inside, but I have to make him believe am still that deadly girl who is a big threat to his nonexistent life.

"What?" my voice comes out hoarse, I guess because of not using it for some time.

"We both know you are under my mercy" he points at the chains holding me and smiles proudly at himself.

It hurts to even look at them

"You either work for me, or I behead you in this position" he traces his finger on my neck to drive his point home " you have your wolf locked up so you better chose wisely," the old fuck says smiling mischievously like he got me where he wanted.

I will rather die than let myself be used by these sick beasts.

"You have till morning to decide, or we bring you your mate's head, just like I did with your boyfriend's," he says and I remember what he did to Jake.

How he suffered, I will remember to give this old dog the same pain, or worse.

I owe Jake at least that. He deserved more.