Twisted Feelings

Chapter Sixty One

Angel Bella’s POV

They allowed me to stay with Ibash, and I crouched at his feet, feeling sick to my stomach from what I’d witnessed and even worse thinking about what was to come.

“Lord Erik ill exchange himself for you,” I whispered. “Tomorrow, you will be back in Jdes , and your brother will treat your wounds.”

Ibash tilted his head, dark eyes bleak. “Lord Erik is a dragon King . He won’t die because I’ve been stupid enough to get myself captured. I’ve been a disappointment to him since I was born. He will use this chance and kill my uncle instead of handing himself over.”

I lifted soaked fabric from his burn, and he groaned deeply. His wrist and nose were broken and his shoulder dislocated. He must have been in horrible pain, and there was nothing I could do to help him. Playing the guilt card forced my family give me this small freedom. It didn’t convince them to call a doctor though. They would have probably kept torturing Ibash if I hadn’t refused to move away from his side.

“You’re wrong, Ibash. Lord Erik will protect you. He doesn’t fear death or pain. He will take your place because you are his brother and he cares for you. He’d do anything for you.”

Ibash let out a choked laugh. “Why do you speak about him as if you don’t hate him? He kidnapped you. He ruined your life.”

I looked away. I wouldn’t tell him about Jemima and Jordan and certainly not about my twisted feelings for his brother either

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Ibash leaned forward, wincing, and brought our faces closer together, a risk because we were undoubtedly being watched, and my family was still eager to spill the Hades blood. His or Lord Erik ’s, it didn’t matter, as long as it was a dragon Lord. I met Ibash’s gaze, and realization settled on his face.

Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely. He leaned even closer, despite the rope binding his unharmed arm to the chair. “You’re giving me the same look Lord Erik has whenever someone mentions you.”

My chest constricted. “I need to go now.” I stood and took a step back. Ibash.A dragon lord , the name my children were supposed to carry.

“Goodbye,” I whispered, but deep down I wondered if this was really the last time I would see him.I turned quickly and left the room. Samuel waited right in front of the door. He regarded me, incomprehension in his features.

“Why do you take care of a fuckingbastard?”

“He never hurt me. He’s a boy.”

Gabriel shook his head. “He is a Made Man,Bella . You should let us handle him and Lord Erik . We are capable of doing what needs to be done.”

We walked into the main hall where Dad,Rapehal, and my uncle were talking in hushed tones. They turned to us the moment we entered

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I faced Gabriel. “And what is that?”

“Bring Lord Erik to his knees. Make him beg for mercy. Beg for death. I will cut his dick off myself. Rapheal will take care of his balls, and then we will keep them in a nice bag with ice so he can see them while we tear him apart. Then we’ll shove them down his throat.”

Rapheal smiled grimly, and even Dad looked like he could imagine nothing better than committing the most brutal murder he could think of.

I swallowed. “He is the father of my children.”

Gabriel grabbed my shoulders hard, desperately.

“He broke you,Bella ,” he said softly. None of them had ever asked if I considered myself broken. They had declared me as such, and all four of them made me feel like I was

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“He is a monster,” Gabriel added.

“He is not the only one,” I whispered, my eyes wandering over the gathered men.Gabriel dropped his hands, face twisting as if I’d stabbed him. “I’m doing this for you. To avenge you.”

“Did any of you ever ask what I wanted? If I wanted more blood spilled? If I wanted to be avenged?” I shouted.

my uncle came forward, expression tight. “Don’t you want to see Lord Erik on his knees? Don’t you want to see him broken?”

I did, but not in the same way they wanted. “I want nothing more,” I said quietly, because they could never, would never understand Gabriiiel wrapped an arm around me and kissed my temple. “Bella, let’s go home.”

“Yes, let’s go home,” I said quietly. I peered u at Gabriel , realizing that for the first time in my life, we didn’t mean the same place.