Veronica POV
I scuttled deeper into the room as soon as i was alone, biting back the scream as my hands grazed the angry red marks covering my legs. my eyes dropped to the side, staring blanking at the at the stained wall.
A cracking sound whipped my head up, and my eyes fell on the figure sitting in the corner. I muffled the scream that threatened to spill out.
Klaus.
His eyes were on me, cold as ever. I sat up straighter with as much grace as i could muster and met his eyes. A chill ran down my spine, but i held on, barely breathing.
The sound came again and from the corner of my eyes, i saw his fingerss move in precise motion, pressing down on each other. I swallowed, burying my hands behind my knees as memories flashed through my mind– large hands gripping my neck, me gasping for air, my hand slacked beside me.
A whimper left my lips, and I edged back, hitting the wall. The stench hit me before i realized what i’d been staring at. Streaks of dried blood coated the wall in odd angles, like letters. I screamed, ignoring the stinging in my legs and pushing myself back to the center of the room, my back turned towards my unexpected visitor.
The heat of his gaze burned through my clothes, leaving me naked. Footsteps approached and i ran towards the door.
“Let me out!” i screamed, banging as hard as my hands would let me. “Please! I know you can her me! Let me out!”
The footsteps grew nearer and a glimper of hope flickered in my heart. Thankfully, no sound came from behind me. The footsteps stopped, replaced by the clanging of keys being inserted.
I took few steps back just as the door screeched open. every ounce of blood drain from my face as the person behind the door walked in.
His golden eyes lit up with glee as his gaze fell on me and i shrank out of his reach, stumbling in my haste to get away.
“Had a brilliant idea to feed you,” Kade crooned, slamming the door shut behind him. He carried a tray covered with white muslin.
Fear coiled within me, tight and painful. I gasped, forcing myself to breath, as my eyes flitted between the two brothers. They were here, at the same time, yet they ignored each other existence in the room.
It felt like a trap. Something to make me drop my guard.
I scanned the room for something to defend myself– i wasn’t giving up withput a fight. The empty room stared back at me, except for a slab and pieces of torn clothes littered on the floor.
I wasn’t going to be hunted down like an animal.
“What do you want?” i asked weakly, keeping my gaze on the brother still seated. “Whatever you heard was–”
“I brought you food,” Kade grinned, dropping the tray on the ground. Liquid spilled from the sides. “It is way better than the scraps they’ve been feeding you for months. You should be grateful. Take a peek.”
His tone hardened, same as his stance. It wasn’t a request.
I squatted, pulling the soiled cloth back– a bowl of soup, laden with chunks of meat and stale bread, occupied half the tray. My stomach grumbled at the sight of the meal.
“Take a bite,” Kade chuckled, watching me like a hawk. “Klaus insisted… no! Demanded that no one get near you. But I'm my own man, as you would soon find out,” he gestured to the tray. “Eat.”
I stood up. “I’m not hungry… thank you.”
My stomach grumbled, this time loud enough to make me look foolish.
“I’ll disagree,” he growled, all trace of humor gone from his voice. “Eat.”
I sank down and pulled the tray towards me. A foul smell wafted through my nose as i brought it close to my lips.
“What’s in it?” I asked as a sickening feeling replaced the hunger.
He crouched in front of me. “I think the cook had mentioned carrot, meat, onions… it went over my head. I would have to ask her again.”
My gaze returned to the still form at the corner, searching for a sign, for help. But cold eyes stared back at me, giving nothing away.
“What are…” Kade followed my gaze but barely spared Klaus a glance. “Good. We’ve an audience. Let's make him suffer a little, shall we?” he smiled, lighting up his face. “Now, eat.”
I pushed the spoon into my mouth and swallowed. He nodded, and I grabbed another spoonful.
“Tell me how you did it?”
I swallowed. “Did what?”
“Yesterday… Tell me how you made it stop.”
“I–I–” I sputtered, trying hard to understand what it had to do with anything. “I made a potion. From herbs.”
“How? Tell me how.”
He sounded desperate.
“I can’t say,” I said, my voice gradually gaining strength. “It’s been in my family for generations. I don’t even know the names of the herbs. I just let the moon goddess guide me, and she shows me everything I need.”
I was lying. I knew the names and colours of most healing herbs before I said my first word. The healing power was a gift, but the true power came from the herbs and roots.
“Tell the moon goddess to guide you to the cure,” the voice from the corner sneered, startling me. He was still seated in the same position, with the same posture.
I opened my mouth, but words refused to come out. It was easier to lie to Kade, but Klaus terrified me just with his eyes. It was almost like he could see through my soul.
I tried again. “She does things in her own time. I’m just an instrument.”
It wasn’t a lie.
Finally, Klaus stood up from his seat and approached me, his eyes never leaving my face. “Let’s speed up her time then, shall we?” he said matter-of-factly, walking towards the door. “What if we push her instrument to the point between life and death?”
He flicked something off his shirt. “You’ll remain here with no food until you’ve provided a cure. Your only access to the outside world will be your trips to find the herbs.”
“You can’t!” I yelled, jumping off my feet.
Klaus cocked an eyebrow, his gaze resting below my face. I followed his gaze, heat creeping up as my eyes rested on my half exposed boobs.
I pulled the offending dress up, angry with myself. “We had a deal.” I reminded him, trying but failing to meet his eyes.
He knocked on the door. “And I always keep my end of a deal,” he said quietly and turned to Kade. “Don’t joke around.” he disappeared behind the door, leaving me alone with Kade.
I turned my gaze to the remaining brother, who was now grinning from ear to ear. Sometimes, he terrified me more than I was willing to accept. He grabbed a spoonful of soup and dumped it into his mouth.
“No poison,” he said with a mouth full, winking at me. “Eat up. You’ll need your strength if you plan to survive.”
I sat back down, exhausted and gobbled up the remaining food.
Kade moved behind me.“We had one like you not too long ago. She stayed here. Sat right where you’re sitting. But she was a fraud. Klaus had her hunted down for a spot. There have been others, too, tortured in this room.”
My eyes fell on the wall, and nausea filled my gut.
“And don’t mind Klaus, he’s just grumpy. He had the worst part of the night since you refused to give him your potion. He’ll come around.”
I tilted my head, trying to make sense of what he was saying. I never refused to treat Klaus. He had pushed me out, almost knocking me against the wall in his haste.
“That’s not true,” I said quietly.
“A lot of things are not true,” his breath fanned behind my ears, and I froze. “But if you try anything foolish, I’ll hunt you down myself.”
Kade’s POVIt took every ounce of self-control in me not to jump at the guards blocking my path. Self-control was not my strong suit, but the thought of that little mint out there, roaming free and far from me, made every other inconvenience seem minor.I warned her… She was going to regret her very existence.From the corner of my eye, I watched Klaus raise his hands in surrender. I barely held back a growl before following his lead. The guards sheathed their swords, yet their stance remained defensive.“What is this about?” I asked, taking a step closer to Klaus. My voice betrayed the anger already churning my insides. “We are well within our lands, and you lot are trespassing!”Their silence infuriated me more than I expected, even though it was expected. The council’s guard never speaks. Their presence was a summons and that alone. Any other time, I would have entertained their presence, even had a bit of a laugh. But not tonight. Not with the rage and hunger lighting me up.An a
Veronica’s POV“Crazy little shit…” The words floated through the thick fog around my mind. I couldn’t tell if I was dreaming or drowning. I stirred and regretted it instantly. Cold bit into my skin, and I shivered violently, instantly reaching for the blanket. Cold, hard ground greeted my hands. I snatched them back to my chest. Why am I on the floor?“...that wasn’t what I instructed.”The voice returned. It sounded faint under the thick fog.“We had to improvise. You said it was going to be just her in the room.”Room? What room?I tried to open my eyes, shutting them tightly as the harsh light filtered in. Pain flashed across my forehead, and I inhaled sharply, willing it to pass. Nothing was making sense. I tried to think, but the fog pulled me deeper into the darkness, suffocating me.“It was supposed to be just her. She has caused me more than enough trouble for a lifetime.”That voice. Was I starting to conjure him up in my dreams? “Snap out of it!” Pain cracked across my
Klaus POV“KLAUS!”I spun towards the voice, narrowly missing the spear aimed at my ribs. The wind sliced past my ear. I ducked low, grabbed the attacker by the waist, and slammed him into the ground with enough force to shake the earth. He let out a short gasp before my fist crushed his mouth and drove through the back of his skull. Warm blood splashed across my face.Another came charging. I caught him mid-run, twisted his head with a brutal snap that echoed across the forest. His body dropped like a rag doll.I paced forward, stepping over an injured warrior from my pack. He was writhing in pain. His body pumped full with arrow. I dropped to my knees beside him. He met my gaze, pleading.“Alpha…” he whispered, choking on blood.I tapped his temple, knowing what he was asking of me. I placed his head between my hands and snapped his neck.It was mercy.I rose, my heart thundering with rage. They had appeared from all corners and multiplied within seconds, outnumbering us. They came
Veronics POV“Oh, for the love of the sevens!” I groaned, pulling the bed cover over my head, trying to drown out the noise coming from the guard standing outside my room. I’d rapped on the door twice– first quietly, then, screaming, asking him to reduce his voice, but he’d ignored me. It was almost like he took pleasure in knowing he was keeping me awake. Klaus must have instructed him as much before assigning him. Why else would he have a guard standing outside? I was already locked up! I tossed onto the other side of the bed, forcing my eyes shut. I had other things to worry about. I needed to find out about Joren. His bloodied face surfaced behind my eyelids, and a shiver ran through me, leaving a puddle of guilt in its wake.I should have done something to stop Kade… I should have thrown myself…The doorknob rattled, startling me upright. I glanced at the door as the handle turned downward. What was he trying to do?The door creaked open, and I lunged out of the bed, grabbin
Klaus POVI hurried down the hallway, my fists clenched as I fought for control. I needed to distract myself, to let out the anger brewing within. I needed an escape, this time, not from Kalahni. I was more likely to hurt than give her pleasure in my state.She was supposed to be in her room. Out of sight! But there she was, barely standing as Kade punched the guard. She had looked at me with fear, not for herself, but for the guard. Something within me had snapped at the thought of it. I fought down the urge to go down and laid my fist into the guard’s skull as well.I could still feel the heat of her gaze on my skin, warming me in places that were covered from the eyes. Time and distance had done nothing to quench whatever this was. Even regular visits to Kalahni weren’t enough to get thoughts of her out of my head.I walked faster, my muscles aching from trying to restrain myself.I stopped dead at the sight of her. No one was supposed to be here. But there she was, standing and s
Veronica’s POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror. The rouge smeared across my cheekbones and lips highlighted my features, giving me a sultry look. The maidservant he’d sent had just one purpose in her mind—to make me look like a slut.“I hate how I look,” I groaned, turning away, unable to bear the sight of myself.“You don’t have a choice,” Joden said quietly. He leaned against the slightly open door, his eyes filled with naked appreciation that made my skin crawl. I shrank back.“Do I have to go? Can’t you think of something?” I bit my bottom lip, trying to calm the rising panic. “Tell him I’m... I’m having my monthly crisis. No… say I ate something bad at lunch. My stomach’s in a mess.”Joden shook his head. “That won’t work, I’m afraid. May I suggest something?”I dropped onto the bed, exhausted before the night had even begun. The thought of living with the brothers had me on edge, but the idea of sitting at a table with one of them felt suffocating.“This could be an oppo