Three days have passed but her abuse remains. Eve was had by Mikael for countless of times. Repeatedly, over and over again without mercy that she has a hard time remembering what day it was. Her body now lays on the bed she had shared with her husband with bruises covering her every inch of her exposed skin. While Mikael stands at the balcony, closing his eyes and inhale the cool night air brushing his face. Wallowing in his victory while Eve was quietly sobbing on the pillow that was covering her face. Her heart shatters at what had happen.
The friend that she had though she knew had raped her without mercy. He was ruthless, cruel and his heart was made of stone. No matter how many times she had be
Eve lean on the wall of the dungeon where she resides now. When she tilts her head towards the high window on top of her, the chains around her neck, wrist and ankles made a clinking sound. The white thin strap dress which flows down her knees is now dirtied from the dusty floor. Her head still holds its curl but they look almost lifeless as she was. The dungeon was dark, the only light which enters her space was the light from day time and the moon. If it starts to rain, the dungeon would be stark black and her body would shiver from the cold wind. Now that her magic is gone, her body could not regulate as much heat as they use too.
“I’m so sorry Eve. I swear, I never meant to fail you. I didn’t know he would have tried to hurt you after my warning. Please. Please talk to me. I can’t bear to hear your silence.” Mikael begged her repeatedly. He sounds like he was crying but a man such as him would be too proud for such emotion. Eve continues to stare to at the ceiling above her. Such a pretty white colour. After being trapped in a place so dark, the brightness of the room with its balcony and comfy surrounding has such an aesthetic feeling but what others end up seeing when looking into her eyes was nothing.
Reaching Kyarakhi forest and standing by the border heading towards Zhatiera, Eve breath stops seeing shards of ice scattered on the floor. The invisible dome surrounding Zhatiera has been broken. Eve’s shivers of what it would meant. Without wasting any time, she ran to the pathway she had used as a kid and seeing so many foot prints of both wolves and humans scares her even more. She only hoped that nothing bad has happen to her family.Her worst nightmare has been realized seeing the scene in front of her. Her heart broke and she cried seeing so many dead Zhatierians laying on the pure white snow. Red blood staining the snow around their body. Furs from the wolves scattered on the ground the
After all the body of Zhatierians was carried and placed properly on the castle ground, the rose garden behind the castle wall, Eve knelt down, followed by only 88 Zhatierians survivor. Many were man while the small number which remains are woman and children. The ambush Zhatiera went through was too brutal, leaving the weaker of these individual laying in front of them. None could understand why their magic has betrayed them, as if they have never existed in the first place. Wolves bodies was burned at the side of the forest while dead bodies of husbands, brothers, grandfathers with few remaining children and mothers in Zhatiera laid beside each other. Their body surrounding their loved ones as if they were still alive. Sounds of weeping fills the air. Surging pain pounds th
“Evie? Please, I know you are angry but you need to calm down. Evie, plea_” His body staggers backwards with both of his hand raised in front of him. Sweats drips form his forehead, he was breathing hard and his body has cut up mark all over.Mikael tries to reason with her but Eve refuse to give him any chance to speak. He pushes every furniture in the room to stops her movement but Eve just blew them away or disintegrate them into snows. Seeing his effort to speak falls into Eve’s deaf ear, his body shook and silver fur, wolf snout and claws sprout from his body. He growls at her and leaps to attack her. Eve smirked.Adrenaline sparks her every ne
In a small wooden cabin, deep in the forest of Bernadine, just a small hill near Berdum, a mother who was heavy with a baby along the way was getting ready to put her young son to bed.Once setting the firewood in place, making the dark room glowed through the orange flame and prepared enough heat to keep the small cabin warm all through the night, she sat by his only son, making herself and her rounded belly comfortable in the soft bed."My son, it is time to go to sleep. Now, what stories do you wish me to tell you? I have many already prepared for you. Is it about a king? Or how vampires or the werewolves come to exist? Or a princess who falls into a deep slip after being prick by a cursed needle? Which one would you like to hear, my love?"The young boy looked like he was thinking rather hard and his eyebrow scrunched, figuring what stories would be good. After a few moments, his brown eyes sparkled, indicating he already has a story in mind and was grinning wide."I want to hear a
Where he is right now, it’s definitely a mystery he desperately wanted to know. All his life, being alone has never been a choice.No, it was never an option. His whole life was compromised of his family and his people so the current reality of him standing in the middle of the forest with no one around him made him feel rattled.Everything around him was covered with snow. The forest was dark, trees was barren and dried up with its branches looking like the finger of an old witch.It all looked so gloomy and there was nothing in the place made him feel at ease but he continued to walk deeper, going along the snow
As Adam walked towards the dining room after putting on his black plain turtle neck t-shirt that hugged his body perfectly, a small grin curved on his cheeks, looking at his three sons having an interactive conversation about their day, the family business well-being including the important ball that they were going to hold within a week.Chills ran down his spine knowing that it was the same day of her death and betrayal. Hundreds of years had passed but he felt so mad when he thought about it. Nikolai, the youngest of the Sviatoslavich bunch noticed him and grinned.“Slept well, father?"Maksim and Abram turned