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CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
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Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT
My heart hammered against my ribs, harder with each passing second. It was impossible to tell how long I'd been in this dank cell. There are some moments worse than others, when panic begins to set in. My only comfort is the faint, ragged breath of Herb sleeping on the ground across me, a reminder that was not completely alone. My thoughts strayed to Alden. Why hadn't he come for me? These were overshadowed by thoughts of Charlotte, my dear Charlotte. Had the antidote worked?These thoughts desperately gnawed at me. Every sound, even the tiniest jolt, sent a nervous anticipation through me. My eyes would immediately dart to the cell entrance, willing with all my might that it might be Alden who had come to rescue me. But each time, I was met with silence and a glimpse of the bleak cell hallway. Suddenly, the clanging of metal cut off my train of thoughts. A fragile hope fluttered once again in me. The sound faded quickly, followed by silence. Then came the unmistakable click of the
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER FIFTY NINE
Even as he said these words, I could see the flicker of doubt flashing in his eyes. He could tell that Lena had become unpredictable and would stop at nothing to get what she wants. The air cackled with unspoken threats. Time seemed to stretch slowly. I couldn't breathe, the thought of Alden getting hurt…my child getting hurt.Just then, a tremor runs through me from the top of my head down to my feet. My vision is blurred and a wave of nausea washes over me. It is apparent that the stress of the situation is starting to take its toll on me.A grimace flickered across Alden's face. “Cathy, are you alright?” He asks, his voice laced with concern. Lena moves closer to me. “Is something wrong?” I look up at her face as I am thrown off by her question. It was hard to tell what expression she had in the dim light. Maybe a hint of concern?“Don't worry about me,” I spat, forcing myself to stand up straight.She studied me for a moment, tilting her head. Then, with a slow deliberate movemen
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER SIXTY
That single response sent a jolt through me. A sweet form of relief washed over me. We hadn't seen Karken since their supposed attack on Lena.Alden's head snapped up immediately, his eyes burning with a mix of surprise and joy, it would seem. “Karken?” He rasped. I nodded, the hope flickering within me refusing to be extinguished. I tapped again before asking, “Karken…are you alone?”For some reason, it took a while before we got a response. The silence stretched on, agonizingly long. Just when I thought we'd been ignored, the faint scratching sound resumed from the other side, followed by Karken's muffled voice.“Listen closely,” he whispered. “We need to stall them. We need to make sure Khimaira gets here before they finalize their plans.”A jolt of relief shoots through me. “Khimaira?” I whisper back. “Yes, she's on her way with reinforcements but she may not be here for a while.” Karken says. My mind was racing, there was hope after all. Khimaira was fierce and had an unwaveri
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER SIXTY ONE
Charlotte's POVWe are seated in the meeting hall, the flickering candlelight casting shadows across the stone wall. It was another day of hoping and waiting. The sun had set and the night had draped its cloak, and with it our hope dwindled.There had been no news. Not even a whisper. Just this silence, a silence that gnawed at us, thick and suffocating. Teon and Knox paced the room like caged animals, worry lines etched deep into their faces. I observed these creatures, trying to distract my mind from the obvious. They were diminutive, horned and for some unknown reason, unclad. Their state of undress would have been of great interest to me, but for the situation we were in. My mind, once again, wanders to Cathy. My best friend who had chosen to sacrifice herself for me. This thought melts my heart and even though I do not believe in a God, I pray to Him that He brings her back safe. Her and her child. I have to admit that the whole situation still does not make much sense to me,
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER SIXTY TWO
Cathy's POVThe cell door kept clanging like a death bell, each clang echoing loudly through the cell. I was anxious, it had been hours since Alden had attacked the guard and the leader had left. We had expected an aftermath but nothing or no one had come.Alden was fading fast, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Whatever Lena gave him was draining him like a leech and left a shadow of a beast. This caused me to wonder where he had gotten the sudden surge of strength to attack the guard. My own stomach growled, a reminder of the meager meal of stale bread and wilted apples we had had. It wasn't even enough to feed a mouse. “Cathy…do not worry,” Alden rasped, apparently noticing my distress. “Khimaira will be here soon.”I forced a smile. I wanted to believe him, to believe his words but I knew that our fates now rested entirely on chance. The die has been cast and we do not know if it will be in our favor. Karken's muffled scraping sound from the next cell pierced the silence. A mo
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER SIXTY THREE
I could not believe what I'd just seen. A gasp escaped my lips as Alden slumped to the ground,his face drained of color. The defiance which has been prominent in his eyes was now replaced with an emptiness. The realization of what had just happened dawned on me. They had taken his essence, his strength. They had drained him of whatever made him extraordinary and left a shell.I watched as the northern leader looked on, leaning back in his throne, he had an amused look on his face, as though he was watching a play unfold. His gaze shifted between Lena and Alden's slumped figure. He seemed surprised by Lena’s ruthlessness and a smirk tugged at his lips.My heart pounded in a frantic rhythm as Lena let out a triumphant laugh. “Looks like the beast is tamed,” she declared, her eyes glowing with a dark hunger. She walked to Alden's almost lifeless body and knelt beside him.“You see, brother. It did not have to come to this. Do not think that I enjoyed this one bit. But your refusal to coo
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR
I crack open an eye, my consciousness slowly returning. I blink against the dim light from the single torchlight on the stone. The events that occurred before I passed out slowly came back to me and panic clawed at my throat. As I sit up, I am met with a searing pain in my head and a bone chilling cold that penetrates my core. I immediately lay back down, a choked sob escaping my lips. The cell was small and cramped and there was barely enough space to take a few shuffling steps. Not that I could anyways, as I noticed my legs had been bound with thick rope, the knots digging into my skin. Tears welled up in my eyes once again, this time hot and stinging. My baby. What had happened? What was that searing pain that had ripped through me? A different kind of fear gnawed at me. Not for myself or for Alden. But for my child's life. My thoughts were disrupted by the clang of a door unlocking, followed by the creak of a heavy door. I sat up immediately.My breath hitched as I made ou
Cathy And The Beast CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE
Lachlan's warriors were outnumbered and the tide of the battle was turning quickly in our favor. One by one, Karken, Herb and Alden broke free from their restraints, laying waste to anyone they could lay their hands on. Amidst the chaos, I looked around and realized that Lachlan was gone. In his place was a lone cloak figure who had crept up behind me without noticing. The figure’s eyes were glowing an unnatural color and I stood transfixed.It must be one of Lachlan's sorcerers, I thought. I made to run but the shackles made it difficult. Before I could scream, the figure's bony claws grabbed my arm and a swirling vortex of dark energy engulfed us. The only thing I could remember before the darkness was a vision of blurred figures and frantic screams. As I regained consciousness, my eyes opened to a dimly lit room. The swaying movement of the room indicated that I was in a carriage. I was alone and my heart began to hammer against my ribs. Where were they taking me?The swaying of
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