No please don't take my blood

Death wasn't supposed to be this gorgeous but mine was- Thalia Faux.

“ No, please, please don't do this” Thalia screamed as she tried to get away from the silver knife that was approaching her, however, her wrists that were tied by shifter resistant handcuffs made it impossible for her to run. She shook her head desperately trying to incite some sort of emotions in her tormentor but the latter didn't even flinch. 

“ oh shut up” snapped Taryn sounding bored, raising the silver knife in her hand she glared at Thalia when the latter tried to get away from her “ you are such a wimp, it's just a cut, there is no need for you to scream like you are being chopped”

Yes, it was just a shallow cut but to Thalia’s whose entire body was covered in cut marks, it was sheer torture. Not to mention, Taryn was going to cut her skin with a silver knife, silver was dreadful to werewolves. Just the lightest touch and their skin would burn as if they were drowning in a sea of flames. 

“Please not today, my injuries - the cuts from yesterday haven't healed. Please give me a night off just one night, just one” begged Thalia, she didn't want to bow her head but she had no choice her life was in the hands of Taryn and she could kill her, torment her and leave her almost dead as she wished. No one could care what Taryn do to her as long as long as she didn't kill her. 

“ If I let you have a night off who will help heal our packmates? don't forget that the reason you can stay in this pack is all because of your blessed blood if not who would want an ugly freak with horrible curses engraved on her skin” tsked Taryn as she cast a disgusted glance at Thalia’s curse marks that covered her entire front and half of her face, that weird black script was really scary and disgusting to look at. Taryn scrunched up her nose and made a gagging action “  you can't shift nor can you use your  gift to see the future what use are you to us? If not for you being so useless would you be degraded to this point? No one other than you can be blamed for this condition of yours” then without flinching even the slightest bit, Taryn slashed Thalia’s skin, leaving a deep wound, as blood gushed out like a trickling fountain.

Thalia shrieked and threw her head against the wall, she could feel her skin blistering as the silver knife slashed her flesh. However, after three slashes, Thalia’s screams turned silent and by the fifth slash, even her whimpers stopped. 

She closed her eyes while her tears trickled down her face, she didn't shout anymore because she knew no one would come to her aid. She could feel her warm blood trickle down and fill the flasks that Taryn kept under both her arms to collect her blood. 

What went wrong? Thalia didn't know, she didn't know for just how long her pack had used her blood to heal their wounds, and for how long she had suffered this agony. Maybe it has been months or maybe years, Thalia had no recollection of time, as far as she could remember, this basement was her home. 

Taryn collected Thalia’s blood, her eyes shining with greed. Only she knew how lucky she and her brother were to come across such a blessed seer whose blood could be used for healing wounds. Though Thalia was cursed by someone when she was a child and could no longer use her gift as a seer or shift into her wolf form, her blood was precious. A single drop could heal even the most gravest wound! 

To Taryn, the day she met Thalia was the luckiest day but to Thalia, it was the day that she cursed the most. She was an orphan and a rogue, she was always on the run while scavenging food from here and there, she would steal and rob as long as it meant her tummy could be filled. 

During her rogue days, she came across Taryn and her brother Marcus, the two of them were orphaned as well after their pack was attacked. When Thalia found them Marcus was dying, as a rogue and an orphan she sympathised with the two siblings and saved Marcus by giving him her blood to drink. But her kindness turned her sin, she thought that they were friends. 

But she underestimated their greed, when Marcus got a chance to form an alliance with a pack that lost its Alpha, he betrayed her. He willingly gave her secret away and from then on her life became a living hell. While Marcus became the Alpha of this pack, she became the pack’s blood bank.

“ This might be enough,” said Taryn as she took away the flasks that were filled with her blood and shut their lid. Thalia who was finally free of her torment looked at Taryn, this girl, was so small and cute with her small stature and pixie blonde hair but her cruelty knew no bounds. With her cute appearance, no one would be willing to believe that behind such a pretty face laid such a sadistic bitch.

Taryn noticed Thalia’s gaze and immediately felt irked, though Thalia’s gaze held no blame. Taryn whose heart was filled with guilt suddenly felt stuffy, it was true that whatever that her brother and she were enjoying right now was all because they gave Thalia’s secret away. That was why, when Thalia looked at her, Taryn got upset and slashed her claws at Thalia.

Thalia dodged on time, though Taryn still clawed her throat at least, she managed to save her face from being scratched. 

“ what are you dodging for? Those ugly curse marks have already ruined your face, what are you dodging for!” snarled Taryn as she grasped Thalia’s neck and hit her head against the wall. However, when she noticed Thalia’s precious blood drip, she winced and hurriedly placed a flask under to collect the blood dripping from the scars that she had just given Thalia”  you should be glad that we are willing to use your blood or else you would have died. We gave you a place in our pack so you should give us something in return, this world is all about to give and take, Thalia”

Thalia didn't say anything, she didn't even lift her head, she was afraid that if she even looked at Taryn, she would hurt her even more.

“ that's right this is how you should stay,” said Taryn as she delivered a kick to Thalia’s midriff.

“ hah” gasped Thalia as she doubled down, her wolf whimpered trying to break the bounds that chained her but the curse wouldn't let her wolf come out. 

Taryn glanced at Thalia’s pitiful condition and snorted she wasn't sympathetic to Thalia at all. To her, Thalia was just a tool.

She took the flasks with  Thalia’s blood and left the basement, while Thalia closed her eyes as drowsiness took her consciousness away.