I was in my study room, thinking about Rayne and her unusual ability to resist my powers and any other power. I tested her in many ways and not once did any power work on her. One time, I passed by her while I was supposed to be invisible, but she saw me and smiled at me while muttering, "good morning, sir." I had to contain myself at that moment. I almost lashed out, but I controlled myself at the last moment.
I heard Adrian and the witch talking about me in the study. I was walking around in the castle when I passed by the study by total chance and heard Adrian say my name. That was enough to make me stop and listen to the whole conversation. I heard him telling her to do whatever it took to get me to talk which made goosebumps appear on my arms and my heart beat fast enough that it could have jumped out of my chest.
I returned to the castle, feeling tired as hell after having a lot of things to do. I took off my clothes, leaving myself just in boxers and I fell asleep the moment my body hit the bed. I wanted to check on Rayne and to ask Eleanor how things went, but I was too tired to do that and I did not think that things would be bad. I was sure that whatever happened, it could never be bad. Roland’s words
My head was pounding so hard and I struggled to open my eyes. My body was in great pain and I tried keeping my eyes closed for a while, hoping that I would end up falling asleep again, but I failed. My body terribly wanted me to stay awake as if it enjoyed torturing me. I wanted to escape from the cruel reality I was stuck in. I was scared of facing whatever life had for me. I was not ready to face Eleanor or Adrian or their torture. I just wanted to have a peaceful life. A life where I am not tortured. Was that so much to ask for?
Rayne was broken. I unintentionally participated in the process of breaking her without noticing. I should have been more careful with my words with Eleanor. She would not have acted the way she did if I had wisely chosen my words. I did not understand why on earth she hated Rayne that much. I had a feeling that there was another reason beside Rayne being a 'forbidden creature'. As much as I used to trust Eleanor, I had always wished that I could be able to read her mind, but she was a witch and she knew how to protect her thoughts from any vampire who could read minds. She had always had that protection spell on to prevent vampires from having any effect on her.
My head was rested on the window of the witches’ private jet. Ironically, my first time on a plane was because of my being taken to my death; a prisoner to be executed. I looked down at the heavy cuffs that kept my hands together and I sighed; the cuffs were so heavy and tight; they were hurting my wrists. Why did they keep me cuffed on the plane? Was I going to run away or something while we were more than five thousand feet above the ground?
"I don't understand, why can't I come? I miss her, I won't cause any trouble. You know me..." Olivia frowned as she begged me to take her with me to the Witches Empire."I would have taken you if I cou
It was Friday morning which marked my fourth day since I got locked in that cold cell. I was allowed to go to the bathroom four times a day and also to move my legs a bit since I was chained. I have not tasted any kind of food ever since I was brought here and my body was getting weaker. It became a hassle for me to stand up without feeling dizzy for the first few moments. Rose tried to get me to eat, but she failed. I just wanted to die, I wanted to end all of this.
After arriving on Friday in the afternoon and spending the whole evening negotiating Rayne's situation with the Supreme Court, I was quite exhausted and my body wanted to do nothing but sleep. Even though my mind was full of rapid thoughts about Rayne, I had to answer the needs of my body; If I wanted to be focused tomorrow, I knew rest would be a must.