Chapter 123 Damien, where are you?
123\. Damien, where are you?
Aura's POV
"Damien, where are you?! I am scared and cold. Please… come soon."
I looked around the room and crawled closer to the bed, shrinking away in the gap between the bedside table and bed. My knees were against my chest as I cowered away from the menacing door glaring back at me in the dark.
I should have listened to my heart. I should have paid attention to the crumpling feeling in my chest. I should have convinced Damien to stay back in the mansion. Only if I had not been swept away by Damien's advances, we would have been safe under the protection of our house.
"My daughter," It was hard to breathe as my stomach bottomed out.
The room was cool yet my skin was clammy, my body was a trembling mess and eyes weeping silently.
"Anna, my baby! Oh that I never left you behind me in the mansion." My hands clenched tighter around my knees as I recalled Anna's heavy screams.
Peter said that he would kill my daughter in front of my eyes on the way. I thought it was just a threat to keep me under control and not put up a fight. However, as I was forcibly dragged into this warehouse, the very first thing I registered was Anna's loud cries.
She was in the arms of a man who had a gun. What's worse? The mouth of the gun was pointed to the side of my daughter's trembling mouth.
I struggled to reach her. I kicked Peter between his legs and also received several more slaps on my face that made my facial movements difficult. There's blood all over my face. I can feel it and see it through the corner of my eyes. My mouth is numb as I sob or unlatch it. There is a stinging pain around my eyes and the left side of my temple is inflated. I rendered several injuries I can't even feel on my face now. Yet, I couldn't get hold of my daughter.
Right across my eyes my daughter was aggressively snatched by Peter.
"Look at this little whre, Aurora. She looks like her father, doesn't she? Oh, those eyes… they remind me of your fucking husband's dark glares." He had laughed while pulling away the blanket Anna was covered in.
That devil didn't flinch even when my daughter shrieked out of the cold. The warehouse was biting cold and that Satan didn't even realize he was holding a few weeks old baby.
"Wouldn't he kill me if he saw this, would he?" I couldn't tear my eyes away from him when he held Anna by her tiny feet and hung her upside down.
Her little body shivered coming in contact with the chilly breeze. I begged him to cover my little one but he let her cry. He laughed reflexively as my poor baby's cries fed his monsterly ego.
I saw the eyes of men around him flicker and mouth twist in anxiety as Anna's cries grew louder. But Peter didn't give a damn about the little soul he was torturing to torture me.
At least, the beasts around him had some heart and they looked away. But Peter Dursley… he fucking placed Anna on the cold dirty floor on her back as he enjoyed seeing me attempt to get a hold of her. His men, nevertheless, refrained me from doing so.
"She's just a baby, Peter. Why do you torture her? Torture me instead." I had screamed as I could no longer hold back myself.
"Oh no, darling, you won't be tortured here in the open space. My bed is where I plan to make you pay for each scar I bore in the dungeon."
He laughed and picked Anna in his hands. He knelt down right before me, showing me my vulnerable daughter's red, panic-stricken face. His intention was to weaken me, and oh lord, he did succeed when I settled my gaze on my little baby.
"Give her to me, please. She doesn't deserve this." I cried.
"She's the Alpha's daughter. And the alpha is my enemy, which in turn makes her my enemy." His eyes mocked me as they ran all over my face before stopping at my heaving chest.
It was disgusting. I never liked his eyes, much less his dirty perverted gaze. It always felt like he had an ability to see through clothes. As though he could see what was under my dress and fondle it with his eyes.
I swallowed hard as I tried to take Anna from his hand. That freak slapped my hand away and wrapped his dirty arm tighter around her little frail body. Anna coughed while his teasing eyes enjoyed the river of tears breaking out of my eyes.
"I wonder if my dogs will like her meat. She's soft and hmmm," He inhaled her scent. "So tender and delicate to hold."
"Y-you are not killing her, are you?" I had forced the words over my dry lips, my throat burning with bile.
No. No. No. He couldn't do that. But that curving up lip and the light on his face confirmed my thoughts before his verbal confirmation did.
"I am feeding her to my dogs, who have not been fed for over seven days. A half dozen German Shepherd. You've seen them, haven't you? They used to guard my villa that your greedy alpha husband confiscated after sending me to the dungeons."
My heart squeezed and a buzz of fear rang in my ears. My breaths kept coming faster, a sure sign of the impending anxiety attack. I swear with all my might that I saw my daughter's eyes pleading with me to take her in my motherly arms. She stopped crying when our gazes met, and she burst uncomfortably as Peter got up and walked away with my wailing daughter.
"You can't hurt her, Peter Dursley. I'll kill you if you so much as scratch her skin." I'd wailed before I was dragged to this chamber transformed into a room.
Supposedly this is where he was staying after breaking out of the dungeons as there are all the things a person would need in a room.
This is where… Ergh, my skin prickled with apprehension and eyes stung with hot tears. This is where Peter claimed that he would rape me.
"Where are you Damien? You received Maria's message, didn't you?" I hugged my hands tighter and let the sobs judder my body.
Maria Nixon had come to make her presence known. She was with Peter. His whre apparently and she laughed at my helplessness once the guards let her in the room. I didn't think about this earlier but there are two guards watching after me, outside the room. They have been arranged to make sure I don't slip out of this room.
She was satisfied observing me in this condition. She must love it as I don't look good with blood all over my face and helpless like my daughter.
"This feeds my ego, you know, Aurora." I was conscious enough to register her mockery.
"Where is the strong guarded-by-ten-guards Luna? Where is that Aurora Hunter, the Alpha's mate, who had requested my head from her husband?" I was shocked as I never wanted her to be hurt.
It was after she narrated what happened to her that I got to know that Damien wanted to punish her. But the trauma of getting punished got the best of her and she ended up in the hospital from where she quietly escaped this morning. I see that was the reason why Brian looked so depressed and handed Anna to me before he whispered away like a road runner.
"I can't wait to see him fuck the hell out of you, bitch! That's what you deserve for putting me in the state I am today." She abhorred me.
But the truth was that I never meant to harm her. And that's what I told her, "I.. I k-know you wouldn't believe me if I said I was hardly aware of your condition and that Damien dragged you inside the woods to execute you. But trust me, I've asked him several times about you since Anna's birth and he always ignored me. It was today he confronted me that you were sent back to Australia."
"Bullshit, he never let me run away. After I was arrested within the mansion, he took me to the woods to execute me mercilessly. I was lucky that I fainted and escaped." Her jaw tightened.
The confusing part was that her eyes were teary. "I pray the same happens with you after Peter's done fucking you. But your daughter, ughhh, she doesn't deserve any of this." I was taken by surprise when a tear fell down her left eye.
Then she looked deep in my eyes as she'd said, "She's innocent and doesn't deserve to be punished for what her parents did. I may be a vile and cunning woman, but I am not a murderer. Money and luxury was all that I wanted when I stepped into your mansion— no bloodshed. I can't see a newborn baby dying an untimely and painful death. Which is why, I am helping you today, Aurora Hunter."
As I was staring at her, she pulled out a phone from a drawer of the bedside table on the other side. It was Peter's. I'd seen it before too.
"As much as I hope you and your ruthless husband suffer and rot for the pain you gave me, I will not let your newborn daughter get involved in this mess." I was staring at her, baffled, as she typed a message on the phone.
By the time I lowered my head to see who she was messaging and what she was typing, the message was deleted and the tabs were closed. The phone was placed back in the drawer and she stood back in the old spot I had seen her stop in when she'd entered the room— as if nothing happened.
"Pray that Damien comes here within twenty minutes, Aurora Hunter. Because after that, your miserable daughter will become six German Shepherds' food." She left me alone to cry and sniff in this dark room.
She helped me. Helped me save my daughter. This was not expected of Maria Nixon after what I have heard from her on that day before Anna's birth. She's not evil, that's for sure. She has a heart and it melted for my daughter.
But… Why has Damien not come yet? It's been more than fifteen minutes now since Maria left.
She didn't play with me, did she?
Just then the menacing door was unbolted to my surprise and Peter slipped in.
"Time to say a last goodbye to your daughter, sexy lady." His words siphoned the blood out of my face.
He pulled me on my feet and dragged me alongside him. I was yet to be exposed to reality when the loud barking of dogs buzzed in my ears.
"Here's your surprise, babe." My feet wobbled and I nearly collapsed on the ground as the sight of my daughter came to view.
"NO. NO. NO. YOU CAN'T… YOU CAN'T, PETER!" Screams expelled from my chest impulsively for my two weeks old infant was put on the icy-cold ground while hungry, ogling German shepherds surrounded her with their tongues stuck out.
Please kill me first, moon goddess, before anything ha ppens to my daughter.
Damien, where are you?
Tbc…