Chapter 90 Chapter Ninety
Chapter Ninety
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Mirah
My scream echoed loudly, but I remained in position, the iron chains holding me in place. Yet I didn't beg him. No, I'd never.
Maybe the past Mirabella would have. But the new me would never. I was Mirabella Aurel, the future Controller of the Source. I'd never beg a mere previous Vampire King to have mercy on me. Nor would I allow him to break me. I was going to fight till the end. If there was an end to his stupid greed.
“So determined, but just a little bit close.” He waved slightly, and it seemed like the heat around me suddenly doubled in its intensity. I couldn't swallow, for fear of hurting my already dry throat. My body was drained of energy, and it was an effort trying to keep my eyes open.
“I can't access the Source's power, and it's all your fault!” I heard him snap, exasperation lacing his voice.
And although I was weak, I forced myself to speak.
“Don’t you think letting your enemy know about your weakened powers would lead to your downfall?” I asked weakly.
He sneered. “You’re never getting out of here alive, Mirabella. And I've had enough. Let's invite someone else to play.” He turned, and my heart skipped a beat again.
I lifted my head, trying to see who it was. But after a little while and without seeing anyone, I lowered my head again.
“We have a guest. Why don't we torture her a little?” Tyler said, making me jerk my head up.
My eyes widened when I saw a cloud of very dark smoke beside him, shaped like a human. It had no eyes, nor feet, but I felt like it was actually looking at me.
I felt an urgent need to get away from here. To run as far as my legs could carry.
‘Cause whatever this added presence was, it was dangerous and very powerful. Perhaps even more powerful than Tyler himself.
Was this the Lumi, Queen Belinda was referring to?
“Which do you choose? The simple way, or the hard one?” Tyler's voice snapped me off thoughts, making me clench my jaw.
“Whatever. You'll never gain the upper hand in this war.” I said defiantly.
“Play with our guest a little,” Tyler turned to the cloud of smoke.
I tried shaking my hands off the iron chains as it got closer.
I screamed loudly when it suddenly pierced into my chest.
Fuck!!!
I was going to die, I was sure of it. There was no way I'd survive this new development.
My body was charged with a dark energy that filled my mind and touched my soul.
‘Let go,’ I thought I heard a voice say in my mind.
‘You don't want to see your parents die, do you?’ The sly voice said again, clawing hard at my chest.
I coughed out blood, feeling my eyelids sliding shut.
‘Let us access your strength. We won't harm you.’ The voice promised.
My head swayed to the side in a dreamy haze.
I should probably give in.
It promised not to hurt me. It sounded sincere.
‘You promise to keep to your words?’ I asked inwardly.
‘Of course, Mirabella Aurel. The Lumi are truthful people.’
And I felt myself losing control of myself. Slowly and slowly until-
No!
My eyes snapped open, and I tried to pull my hands away.
“Quit trying, Tyler!” I yelled, coughing out blood again, as I did.
Tyler's face hardened.
“Well, I'll have to do what I should've done from the start.” He snapped his hands, and I felt the dark energy leave my body.
I cursed loudly as the pain intensified. The pain which felt like someone was stabbing a heated dagger on my stomach again and again. There was no visible blood, but the pain was there all the same.
I was feeling all of that, because of this monster.
“And what is that?” I managed to whisper, in response to his earlier question.
“Kill you,” he replied without hesitation. “Killing you would grant me the direct access I seek. I'm giving you an opportunity, you know. You're nothing but a human. A human whom my stupid great-grandson has pulled into the matters of the Dark realm.” His face hardened further as he spoke.
But I paid little attention to him.
I wanted food. And to take a cold bath too. I was burning up.
“But I won't kill you now. I'll leave you to enjoy the last few hours of your existence. And then-” He paused and let out a throaty laughter.
“Get ready to bid your life goodbye.” With that, he turned and left the room- hall, whatever it was.
I looked around, hoping to see something to free myself with, which I knew was a futile attempt.
I tried using the See-brids' powers which Natasha had taught me, but it felt like that part of me was locked up.
If that was really the case, it meant that Tyler was aware of that power of mine.
I exhaled, afraid to breathe in the hot air, but after a little while of holding my breath, I gave up.
My legs hurt from kneeling for so long. My knees too.
I dipped down my head, letting out a shriek when a different kind of pain descended on me. This one burned from my head down to my waist. It was like being thrown into pure fire and left to be scorched to death.
Was this what Tyler meant by leaving me to enjoy the last few hours of my existence? By letting me burn to death? I wouldn't put it past him. As the pain intensified, I felt my consciousness leave me.
I was dying.
Dying.
And I wouldn't get to see Zeke again.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, before my world turned dark.
…
I woke up on a plain land, and the first thing I noticed was how cold this place was, compared to where I was moments ago.
I sat up slowly, and glanced at my unbound hands. This wasn't Tyler's prison, that I was sure of. And that was because the menacing aura was absent. The heat too.
And when I stood to my feet, my legs weren't weak as they should've been. Wondering if this was one of my many encounters, I braced myself.