Later, Samantha came to meet me. “What an early call. May I know the occasion?” Samantha asked, “Why did you call me?” She asked, tracing her fingers on the book, the smirk not leaving her lips. I slammed my hand on the table, growling at her. “I am sorry for taking a while but it needs planning to toy with Blood Moon, I certainly don’t wanna die.” “How did Wendy end up in the Mansion!? I had the keys, there were no signs of breaking then how the fuck she came there?!” I snarled, barely controlling my anger, it was overflowing and I had no control over it. “Lucille, please calm down.” Stella tried to calm me but to no avail. “I don’t want to!” I scowled, turning to her. Raising an eyebrow perfectly, she tilted her head in confusion, blinking and trying to comprehend my words. “Wendy? Mansion? What the hell are you talking about?... I thought you wanted to talk about Sandra.” “I don’t fucking care about this right now. Wendy was kidnapped-” She cut me off with a wave of
6 Months Later “You don't seem like a mad dog.” I said to Leonel who was sitting beside me on the wall of the rooftop for the past six months. I swallowed my resentment and put up a nonchalant front, talking to him, being so called normal. “Do you consider me one?” He asked with a smirk. “Yeah. Everyone in Tainted Graves considers your pack as lunatics.” I told him. “Yeah, it is true we all contain bloodlust but we have ethics as well.” He shrugged. “Yeah, I can see. Everyone here is well disciplined.” I smiled a little. He laughed a little. “Our journey together is a short one.” He tells me this all the time but I couldn’t understand what he meant by it. “Why do you always say this?” “I’ll tell you one day.” He smiled. “I should have put the condition of no secrets.” I mumbled. “It could reveal yours as well.” I smirked when I heard this. “Oh, really? What are mine?” I asked. “I don't know. You are great at keeping things.” “And what if it’s something unbearable?
“And your path is full of thorns and misery. When I could literally take you out from this darkness then why are you not letting me?” He asked, turning to me, the way his low and husky tone tries to persuade me to believe the depth of his sincere words I didn’t want to believe was haunting. “What do you intend to gain in dust? Why decline my hand? The hand you need the most in your life?” It’s breaking my tranquility but I swear I won’t let it happen; He is just like him- That’s what I want to believe so I could hate him. “Because I chose this path myself. I let this happen. I wanted to inflict misery upon myself.” And my anger wasn’t to his liking. Leonel shifted, pulled me by the ankle and hovered over me. “How many lies… empty consolations you want for your satisfaction?” Pulsating my beat with the seductive gaze preying upon me angrily. Wanting to know what caused me to act this cold and resentful towards him. “Get away.” I breathed out, putting my hand in between to
??? “Do you truly think I will let you go this easily?” I teased with an atrocious smirk. Sliding my fingers inside her dress and ripping it in an instant. “Please forgive me, I won’t do it again.” Lucille cried, sobbing badly. “Too late…” I will show what happens when she tries to run away from the cage. “Oh no, love. If you think you can get away with this easily, then you are wrong…” I whispered in her ears, pressing my body over hers. She clutched the sheets tightly, shutting her eyes to prepare for my endless torment. Her screams echoed everywhere even outside but no one dared to help. She was always powerless and pathetic. “What are you planning?” Samantha asked, snapping her fingers before me, taking me out from the flashback I just had. “She learned deception by living with us all, she cannot outwit me. I will bring her to my knees again, that's where she belongs.” But my words came as a mockery to her, she first laughed at my statement as if it meant nothing
I hummed and nodded in understanding as I closed my arm at my chest. “We have to be strong.” I whispered, sitting beside her as we remained there. Later it was dinner time, Carl refused to eat so I told Leonel to go and be with him. “You should go, he needs you.” I told Leonel. “Yeah, you are right.” He nodded. “Make sure he eats at least half of his food.” I passed him a faint smile. “Yeah. I will.” He got up and left. I put my chin on my palm while resting my elbow on the table, lost in thoughts. I stared at my food devoid of every emotion, the reddish yellow flames flashed before my mind as the reminder of what I have done in the past and now this, left no effect in my heart. When my own mate’s death didn’t hurt me then how come someone else’s will? This is so less than what I conceived, I never held any attachment to any of them and neither will I. Apart from Leonel’s emotions surging in my body. I forced my food down my throat and went to see Leonel. He was in hi
Later, I wonder how long I can hold my facade and act unaffected because I know when I will break, it will be… haunting. “Carl.” I saw and went to him. He was slightly scared to see me, which was odd. “What happened?” I asked. “Nothing.” He sighed. I narrowed my eyes, unsure about him. “Are you okay, my brother?” I asked, patting his shoulder, he was losing himself and I wanted to help him. “Huh?” “Are you okay?” Even Lucille tried to talk things out with him, to help him get out from this pain but things were difficult. “Yeah.” He passed me a faint smile and before I could ask further, he left. “Car-” His devoid eyes tell something else. Whatever he is thinking of doing, it would be fatal and I need to stop it. What is happening? Lucille said after the survey Sandra’s death was an accident but is it true..? “No, if she was lying I would have known.” Everything was fine… or not? Days passed in the blink of an eye, proceeding painfully slowly. Before my mind cou
Lucille Before, “My, how clean… So sign..” A deep sigh escaped my lips when I looked around the cliff to see what I could find but to the extent my sight reached, there were no signs of life. I bent and touched the soil, there was no sign if someone came or not but this won’t work. “Getting better, Aren’t we?” I walked around to see if Samantha did something wrong and left her trace or not so I could eradicate it and thankfully there were none and now it was time for me to raise suspicion. This is going to be fun. I went back after Leonel gave me permission to survey the place and guess what I found? A piece of Jessica's clothing she wore the day Sandra was killed. It was known to me about the madness one felt after losing its mate and now is the time to use it against the pack. "Hey." Leonel saw me. "Did you find something there?" he asked. Sighing, I took a seat. "A boulder fell, it seems like an accident." I lied as my mind firmly believed it was one so he wouldn't
If someone gets frightened of my own mind, how easily I could kill one’s mate and put the blame on the person closest to him, creating such affliction one can’t escape. And after manipulating his mind, I left. “You are not doing right, Lucille.” Stacy told me, tensed about my plan. I have been made this way to indulge into misery, he molded me into the shape where I cared nothing but to clear my path and destroy others for it. “There’s still time to stop and forget it, you still have the chance to embrace your new reality, accept it… Please..” The heart inside me also told me to stop countless times but how can I when I can’t forget what happened to me? Even if I try, I can’t give Leonel a chance. I wanted to but that’s how he killed me from inside- “I feel compassion for Leonel to have me in his life.” “Been alone for a century and now had me in his life who has given him nothing but pain, suffering and hate and his silly self, searching for the love of a mate.” I chuckle