ログインAgila's POV A warlock wraps chains around my wrists and waist, restraining me to a front row seat in the crowded hall. Ademon ordered every guest and servant to gather here and watch the second humiliating torture of my mates. I didn't want to see it. So this was Ademon's way of forcing me to watch it. I expected them to look weak, hopeless and in pain after a night and many hours in the cold cells. They surprisingly look comfortable and healed. But they are bound to metallic seats with heavy chains. Soldiers stand behind them with tools meant for torture, including lengthy needles that Irina's witch servant once used to torture me. It's strange that there are those who came excited to watch this. I am also surprised that Ilan doesn't have a seat beside my mates. Ademon needs him to agree to join his mad lover in the afterlife so the the dark spirits do not take back their powers. But I imagine that Ademon doesn't wish everyone to see that his power is dependent on the decision of
Alpha Alcott's POV I too thought that the spider would bite, but I have had enough of this suffering that I was willing to risk death by poison just to acquire those keys. We may no longer have the throne, servants or even food, but it's unlike me to accept defeat. Especially by a warlock who falsely claims to me King Adiran's true son and seeks the love of our mate to become more powerful. I prefer death to surrendering our mate to him.My eyes widen when the spider drops the keys in my palm and crawls off me without delivering a fatal attack. I smile like I had everything in control, but my brothers know better. They too are gaping in amazement. "That's . . . not normal," Parish exclaims."Yes, it's definitely not an ordinary spider. I wonder who sent it here," Reid says. The thing suddenly looks beautiful to my eyes. I guess that is the reason they say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Because I am no longer looking at the spider with disgust because of its appearance.
Agila's POV Ademon bends and checks the pulse of his favourite witch. He doesn't look as angry as I had anticipated."It's dead. Drag it out," he orders his warlocks. "You . . . did this? What did you use to kill her?" Prince Ethan asks. Ademon's gaze is now focused on me as well, and I can tell that he is suspicious. He must be wondering what powers I possess that would help me kill a powerful witch. I do not want him to start asking questions now. The survival of my mates and friends depends heavily on him believing my lies. I need him to think that I only tell the truth. I can do that in this case since the good spider is already gone. They cannot hurt him. "I . . . I didn't. She was bitten by a spider," I answer. "Your Lies are getting annoying. Clearly you do not care about your mates as much as you made people to believe," Ademon says. He strides farther forward and picks up the doll that the witch had stabbed with her knife. "Zora had lost her mind. There is no loss in h
Agila's POV My mind was tired enough to fall asleep despite the fear and misery it had undergone. Ademon promised to punish my tortured mates for my lying. I feel horrible because my fear of a spider will cause them more pain. And I fell asleep before figuring out a way to save them.I start to roll out of the messy bed and realize something strange. Who covered me with a single blanket? I did not intend to fall asleep so I did not cover myself. I just laid on to of the beddings. So how comes a single blanket was carelessly pulled to cover my body? I didn't hear anyone opening the door since Ademon left. And a person would have done a better job at covering me because there should have been a sheet between me and the blanket. And the toes of one of my feet were left uncovered. So who tried covering me with a single blanket?I feel something warm and hairy brush against my legs under the blanket. I pull the blanket off me. My heart nearly stops at the sight of the big spider hugging
Agila's POVI would have been braver if Ademon was the one walking in, but the huge, red spider nearly makes my heart stop. My body shakes and sweats instantly. A deafening wail escapes my throat. Above all things I am afraid of, spiders have always held the topmost rank. The one making it's way in is the most gigantic I have ever seen. I do not think, I scream and run. The ugly thing follows me, faster than I thought it's legs can move. I climb over the dresser. The spider creeps up the smooth wood to get to me. I jump down and almost break my legs, then leaps towards the door. The dresser falls and the spider climbs off it. Once again, it rushes towards me. I bang my fists on the door and scream for help. I hear footsteps but the spider is too close. So I run towards the bathroom, falling twice before getting to the small room. I close the door right before the creature gets to it. It's front legs wave under the door as the massive insect attempts to squeeze through the tiny spa
Agila's POVAdemon paces in front of us, breathing like a vicious dragon about to burn everything. "If these bastards wanted to give up the crown they would have done so long before I conquered them. If their consent is what I need, I will torture them until they worship me like their god," he says. That's no way to gain consent. I wonder if he misunderstood my lie or he just can't accept that things didn't turn out the way he had hoped. At least he is not beheading them right now. "If they grant you their consent then change their minds at any point, the crown will reject you again," the old seer cautions. Ademon glares at him. "Punish his stupid mouth! I want him whipped like a thief!" he orders his guards.The men drag away the old man, some kicking his back and slapping his head. He was beyond wise and brave. If this horror ever ends with the heads of my mates still attached, I will advise them to reward him heavily for supporting them at the worst time possible. "Lock them
Agila's POVI heard his last statement well despite the pain. That he won't be informing the Alpha Kings of my innocence because they do not deserve me. Who said I want them anymore? The love I had for them has been replaced with hate. All I want is to be saved from more torture and hopefully from
Agila's POV I let out a deafening scream as the witch slowly pushes one of the needles into the flesh of my left thigh. It's the most intense pain I have ever felt and it fills my eyes with tears instantly. The lengthy needle keeps going in deeper and deeper as if it has no end. And the witch laug
Alpha Parish's POVOur Queen stirs annoyingly early beside me. I hate her early waking hours the most. Sleep is almost as thrilling to me as sensual pleasure. I do not understand why she rises early like a servant. Looking good for us is the only job she has. That and pleasuring us.Still I do not
Alpha Reid's POV "I will go prepare myself for you," our Queen offers with a smile before leaving the room. Her parents left earlier, her mother seeming to grow uncomfortable suddenly. No mother enjoys an hideous sight of her tortured daughter, regardless of how evil the child is. Last night was







