LUCIAN I stepped out of Elias’s room after dressing his wounds, heading back to my room when the kitchen head called to tell me to come back later to serve Elias. Just as I exited the kitchen, I noticed Luke leaving the quarters, no doubt coming from Elias.Luke didn't see me.I wondered if they are on better terms nowI continued making my way back to my room, thoughts of Luke disappearing from my mind, and replaced with the image of the scratch marks I saw earlier on Elias’ back.Just as quickly, I pushed it to the back of my mind, I had no business with it. Yet, it keeps coming up."That's him," Some servants pointed at me, whispering as I walked past.Luke had only come to the Hunting Competition halfway through, and the reason was..... me. Because I was held in prison.According to what the servants were saying.I knew Luke was a very caring and kind person with a beautiful soul. Who would have thought he came here specifically for me.I mean, I've seen the way his gaze ling
LUCIAN Elias' eyes flashed red, then turned really dark with hints of red on the outer part of his pupil. He moved, fist clenched, and ready to attack. I jumped in front of Elias without thinking and wrapped my hands around his arm in an attempt to hold him back. Gripping his arm tight to restrain him from retaliating. I felt Elias’s rage beneath my fingers in the way his muscles flexed under my grip, as though he wanted to break free and tear Luke into pieces right here and now, yet Elias was still under my hands. "You should leave," I mouthed to Luke, afraid for him. Luke's gaze lingered on me a second longer, flickered to Elias. I held my breath, half expecting him to attack Elias again and knowing I wouldn't be able to stop Elias. It's even a wonder he didn't thwart my hands away like I was some pest and actually stopped. Luke's lips set in a grim line as he turned on his heels and walked away briskly. Elias made to move again. I gently pulled at his arm but firmly.
LUCIAN I stirred awake, daylight assaulting my eyes when I opened them.It was silent, too.The blindfold was gone, and so were the restraints, too. I glanced around, there was no tell tale that someone was here yesterday. It was like it never happened. For a second, I thought I'd imagined or maybe dreamt of the horror that happened last night, but the dried fluids of cum and dull strings of the red marks on my body said otherwise.It felt like—whoever was here last might and left them on purpose. Like it was a brand. Like they were laying claim on me, marking their territory and claiming ownership to me. My throat tightened. Why mark me if they wouldn’t even show me their face, and I don't even know who they are.I lifted a shaky hand to run through my hair, and that’s when I noticed something strange.My fingernails. They were whole again!Andrew had removed all of it when he was threatening me to confess and yet, they were whole again, neat and clean like nothing ever ha
LUCIAN My body’s response was instant.Pleasure taking over where there should only have been fear. Panic clawed up my body like wildfire.Slap!Somehow, that sound jolted my brain awake.I tried opening my eyes but was only met with continuous darkness. My eyes were forced closed. The heavy breathing of the one behind me caused goosebumps to rise on my skin.I didn't know who it was, I was blindfolded, and yet, my body was responding to the pervert's needs.I tried to move, —my hands were tied behind me, same with my legs. It was tied at my ankles and u was on my knees like some fucking docile pet awaiting it master. Everywhere was silent, I couldn't pick up any other sound aside from the pervert's heavy breathing.I struggled against the restraints, it was futile. My wrists and ankles ached badly where the chains held them in place. My pants was down, —I also noticed.No, no, no.Please, no.Tears slipped down my cheeks beneath the blindfold. "Stop, don't touch me!" I don'
LUCIAN Time passed by too slow, or maybe I was just too lost to be bothered. Every part of me ached mercilessly, like that alone was another form of punishment. My body was already a wreck from yesterday’s beatings, my skin filled with bruises, and bleeding wounds, which were slowly healing. Every last of my muscles screamed in protest when I so much as twitched. But I didn't care, though. The pain would never be greater than the pain that has me wrecked inside out. One that has ruined my soul. I was still in the same position Harry left me. Today was a new day, or more like a curse. You'd think it'd be any better, —I don't need it to be any better. It's not going to bring Reine back. My vision was blurry with tears again, the cell was dark with barely any light coming through, making it very easy to drown in my sorrows, think about what could have been and what—who I'll no longer have. Suddenly, the bars made a creaking sound of opening, breaking through my thoughts an
LUCIAN I watched myself helplessly, hopelessly as I was being dragged away.I didn't feel my body anymore, it felt like I was a stranger in my own body ‐No, it was as if my soul slipped out of my own skin.Like I was floating in the air and watching as a stranger was being beaten mercilessly. The person was unresponsive to the beating and merely just stared at them, even as they dragged him down into prison. The person looked grief-stricken, broken, blood and sweat coated on his body.He just sat in the cell and stared straight ahead, into nothingness.Someone was in the prison with the person with a whip raised. "Run!!" I wanted to yell at the stranger that looked oddly like me but hardly recognizable. It was too late.The whip struck the person's, ‐my back. My soul slammed back into my body.The noise, the sounds, the air, everything came rushing back. A sharp, excruciating pain exploded through my body.I was the person, I was the sorry of a mess.Now that I was fully aware