I have never felt so confused in my whole life. Am I supposed to wait for what’s coming or should I try to run like I was trained to do? I can’t decide, but I admit there is something urging me to stay back, give it some time and trust that I chose the right one.
Lilith takes me down the same way and back to the same bathroom which seems to be allotted to humans in a way. I remember how werewolves used to keep all the human slaves in the same room after they were done torturing us. It was a way to keep humans out of their business and it always protected their strengths and weaknesses from us.
When we reach the bathroom, she sits me down at the edge of a rusty bathtub and goes out of there.
My hate for the monsters increases some more as I stare at the dirty tiled floor of the bathroom, waiting for Lilith to come back.
The filth and the nauseating smell of the uncleaned bathroom makes bile rise in my mouth.
Lilith comes back after five whole minutes like she was personally torturing me by leaving me here.
She sets down a first aid box beside my left thigh and catches my arm in a strong grip. Her fingers and nails dig in my flesh, but the pain never shows on my face. With the same harsh movements, she begins dabbing at the wound on my shoulder. The more she puts pressure, the more I start feeling lightheaded and extremely nauseous.
A hiss leaves my lips just as I double over to throw up on the floor, but I only end up gagging on my empty stomach. Lilith takes a step back from me instinctively as her hold on my arm loosens a bit.
“ Dirty humans. ” She hisses through her teeth, pulling a disgusted face at me.
My eyes move toward her closed right fist which is clutching onto a ball of cotton stained in my blood and I notice how hard she is trying not to just raise her fist and knock me out clean.
I wipe the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand and sit up straight.
Keeping my head down, I sneak a glance at her and the instant anger flares inside me. It’s like I am burning from inside out, waiting to burst and end all of them along with myself perhaps.
My eyes go down to the floor and she continues cleaning my wound violently. My teeth start hurting with the force I use to grit them in order to refrain any sounds from leaving my mouth.
It seems like the harder I try to endure the pain, the more Lilith tries to hurt me. Typical of these monsters who only how to hurt others. I bet they know nothing other than inflicting pain and causing destruction.
When she dabs a little harder than before, black dots appear in my sight. I shake my head, trying to break free of the drowsiness weighing heavy over my senses, but it doesn’t help my condition.
I shake my head once more, but the unbearable pain makes me loose grip over my consciousness for the second time today. I find myself falling forward and feel Lilith stepping aside to let my body hit the ground before everything blacks out.
It feels like I dreaming. I see Izel, Mario and Samantha. And Mom and Dad. It’s like they are standing on all sides of me, looking down at my body. Funny how I can only ever see the dead, before the monsters finally make their grand entry in my dreams.
Lorraine. Noah. The moment they come, everyone leaves and I am left there, bound, helpless, staring blankly at the pitch black darkness, wanting everything to end in a way everyone feels the affect of my anger and hate.
Lorraine smiles at me. Her smile is so charming yet feral. I stare at her, unmoving, vengeful and completely silent as always.
“ Violet. What are we doing today? Suggest something. ” Noah steps forth, blocking my sight of the ever pleasant Lorraine.
My eyes trail off to him. His face is so soft, so human yet his heart is so monstrous and unyielding. He is tricking me into suggesting a way, knowing I will always choose death and they will only laugh it off.
Cruel and Grotesque.
He leans in toward me, a normal smile plastered on his lips and just as his hands touch me, I gasp for air, leaving the dream behind and coming back to my senses.
My first instinct is to push myself up from the lying position and the second is looking around myself.
I am in what seems like a room with a familiar metal door. A dungeon.
There are a lot of humans around me, but they are too disoriented and hurt to pay me attention.
I think Lilith dumped me here. My eyes catch sight of my shoulder, inspecting the injury which is bandaged completely. I touch my head and find a bandage there as well.
Blood has stopped flowing. I still feel nauseous and lightheaded, but at the very least I won’t die from loss of blood now.
“ Why did you do it? ” I hear a girlish voice hissing at me.
Surprised, I look to my right where I see a familiar face. It’s not hard for me to recall that she is the same girl who was under me when I first woke up in a similar dungeon to this one.
My eyebrows bump together in a frown as I try to make sense of what she is asking off me.
“ Wh - ” I try to ask what she is talking about, but my dry throat doesn’t allow me to finish what I want to say to her.
A look of understanding crosses her face and her eyes roam down my body in a knowing way.
“ They won’t give us water so soon. ” She whispers in a horrified voice, her wide eyes lifting to mine.
And for a mere second, I can see myself in her eyes. The girl is near 15 or 16 years of age, definitely younger than me and she knows so much about these monsters. It’s clear this is not her first time here.
I gulp the lump in my throat, the hard feeling making me want to choke on my breath and die.
“ If it was not enough that we were caught, you recklessly chose him. ” She shakes her head like she is talking to a child.
I narrow my eyes, taking in the girl before me. She has ash black hair, her eyes a blue colour. Her cheeks are hollow and her nose is broken and her lips are bleeding.
I trail my eyes down her body. She is naked and her bones are sticking out in all places. There are bruises everywhere on her body, but I don’t see any bleeding wounds except for the wound on her forehead, over which blood has already dried off. She is physically weak, I can see and being physically weak is a death sentence here.
“ What - what do you mean by choosing him? ” I manage to force words out of my dried up mouth.
I need to know what they all are taking about here.
“ You chose Wolf. No one in their right mindset ever does that. ” She scoots closer to me like she doesn’t want anyone to hear her.
Probably she doesn’t that those monsters have enhanced hearing and even if she whispers in my ear, they will still be able to hear her talk, hear her breath and hear her choke on her own blood when they kill her.
I shake my hurting head and my frown deepens. What is she talking about?“ Wh - Why? ” I breath and scoot closer to her, committing the same stupid act as hers.
“ You don’t know? ” Her innocent eyes widen.
She seems to be in disbelief of my ignorance. What is it that that I don’t know anyway? This question is making my heart beat in the pit of my stomach.She leans in, our faces inches away from each others. Looking at the other disinterested humans from the corner of her eyes, she finally opens her mouth to reveal to me. “ It’s bad enough when we choose the low ranking werewolves. ”
Her eyes water up and I notice the same violent - blazing loathe in her blue orbs.
“ But you accidentally chose their King’s son. ” She drops the bomb over my head, shaking her head in disappointment.
My mind goes numb listening to her. I close my fists as my hands turn cold. My heart beat slows down just like the rest of the world around me.
“ He is some sort of a Prince around here and he is the one who killed our general and his wife and maybe his son and daughter as well. ” She continues talking and with each of her word, I feel my body turning colder.
I can’t breath. I can’t bring myself to think even.
The girl leans in and brings her mouth close to my right ear. My body stiffens as tears burn at the back of my eyes.
A voice screams at the back of my mind. Louder and Louder. Until all voices are drowned and I can only hear that scream and the girl’s words.
“ It’s because of him that those MONSTERS are now ruling our world. ” She whispers in my ear hatefully, the anger directed at Wolf.
VIOLET“ That’s why no one ever chooses him. All humans know that they should never say his name. ” She says.I don’t move from my spot and just watch her pulling back and sitting in front of me again. She shakes her head in pity this time and her sticky hair sway left and right with the movement of her head.I think I want to find all interesting things in the world so I don’t have to focus on what she just told me.Surely if this was true, Elias would have never asked me to choose Wolf specifically and he would have never said that Wolf was going to keep me safe.Nothing makes sense to me anymore.“ But it’s clear that you didn’t know. You just chose randomly and ended up being his slave. I can only imagine how brutal he must be, considering that he was involved in human massacres all around the world. ” The girl just keeps talking and doesn’t allow me to divert m
VIOLETLilith takes me back to the same room and stops outside the door. Her back is facing me. She raises her fist and knocks on the door as I feel my heartbeat speeding up.He is the King’s son. I was not wrong when I assumed that he is the man of power around here like Kane and Cassius and the third man with them.What I don’t understand is why did Elias made me choose Wolf? What was the reason? This question is going to continue choking me until I get an answer from someone.I gulp when Lilith opens the door and pushes me inside. I keep my head down as I stumble inside the room and she closes the door behind me.“ Better than before. ” I hear him saying plainly.Lifting my gaze, I steal a glance at him. Like before, he is covered in blood and he is still shirtless.This time, the blood is not p
VIOLET ‘ Free for claims. ’ This is a term every slave human fears significantly. It’s a term which means that the master werewolf doesn’t want their slave and anyone who wants or wins the fight can have that human - if that human survives the ferocious contest of pushing and pulling from all sides of course. It’s not like werewolves are dying to have that human as their slave who is already rejected by a master - it’s more like they enjoy the torment the human goes through. I have watched something like this before. Izel - I remember the girl as if I saw her just an hour ago. She was up for the claims and she fought with all her might, but in the end, she didn’t survive. They grabbed her arms from both sides, pulling her body apart, claiming her ripped limbs and her dead head as well. Bile rises in my throat as I recall the memor
VIOLETFrom my sitting position, he seems so tall, lean and frightening. I gulp, staring at his bare torso, the sprinkles of blood on his body looking far more interesting to me than anything else in the room or on me or on him.For a while, Wolf doesn’t make any move. This confuses me further. From the time I have met him, it feels like he is always observing me or contemplating what he should do with me.All of a sudden, he crouches down in front of me, his face appearing in my view.I gasp, pushing myself back instinctively.His face appears so close. If I reach a little forward, I might even be touching him accidentally and I don’t want to do that - no way in hell.But, the sparks travelling down my spine force me to think otherwise.Wolf looks up, his eyes
WOLFI walk through the thick forest, my eyes scanning my surroundings carefully. The bird following me all around the forest doesn’t go unnoticed by me, but I have to pretend to not see it.When I see the cave in the distance, I pick my speed. Closing the distance, I enter the cave silently.A buzz goes off as the magical barrier around the cave’s entrance allows me in. I roll my shoulders back and stare at the sight in front of me. A wide forest lays before me.Cassius and Kane are standing by the trees on my right, the later glaring at me.Turning around, I look at the wall behind me. From outside, it looks like a cave where I go to meditate every day and the bird follows me like my shadow, but in here, lies something else - something no one will ever find out and if they do…I don’t want to think about it yet.We are not ready for this. Not yet.
VIOLET I stay standing in front of the window for the longest time. I am not shaking with fear anymore, but I am still anxious. Kane saw me. And the look he gave me has me thinking about his next moves. Will he tell Wolf? Of course, he will or else, he might just use this opportunity to get his revenge on me. I shiver slightly, finally finding myself strong enough to walk back to the bed. The T-shirt is placed on the bed. It’s strange that he asked me to wear something. When he asked me to wear it, I actually wanted to refuse. It’s a norm in my mind that I have to stay naked all the time when I am around the werewolves. The beating I got - every time that I tried to cover myself when I was in captivity before - is still imprinted on my mind, body, heart and even soul. My hand reaches out to the shirt. Not a big dea
VIOLET“ I don’t like mess, Lilith. ” Wolf hums.The female hand pauses and a sigh escapes my lips.Lilith doesn’t protest and places the plate down on the floor before she retreats and leaves the room.I lift my head, finding Wolf lying on the bed now, his arm covering his forehead and eyes.“ Th - Thank you. ” I choke on my breath.Never in my life did I think that I will say thank you to a monster willingly, but life is so unpredictable.No response comes from Wolf, so I start eating in the thick silence. Finishing the food on the plate, I feel like my energy has returned completely.I chew the last bite and look up. My mouth stops working when I see him looking right at me, his arm placed over his head now.His Golden eyes don’t look like fire is moving in them t
VIOLETStefan walks me down the stairs to the basement. It’s dark down and I can’t see a thing, but he can navigate our way easily.From outside, it appears that he is alright but his tense hold over my hand says otherwise.Whatever that Veronica was trying to say was enough to make him feel anxious.I keep my mouth shut, knowing that if I talked, others would be able to hear. This also makes me wonder why they can’t hear me talking in Wolf’s room.Perhaps, the room is soundproof. I conclude and continue walking.Stefan stops outside a metal door and leaves my hand. He unlocks the door and turns to me. I can’t see his face clearly, because it’s too dark and this makes me desperate to see his expressions.What is he thinking right now? I want to know.“ Go inside. ” St