Chapter 56 - His little trapped mate

Amelia's POV

I was wide awake when that monster chopped off my pinky. My hands are shaking violently from the exploding pains and the wound hasn't stopped bleeding. Beads of sweat roll down my face as I try to absorb the pains. I can't talk or scream as I have a hand-sized towel inside my mouth and I can't even spit it out.

At first, I thought it was going to end in him being a monster, a non-human. But no, I was wrong. He is a flirt, a demon and the king of all evil.

He has me tied up here to meet his selfish aims.

I struggle with the ropes binding me to the chair but it won't budge. Just then, the door creaks open and the monster returns. The dimly lit room lightens up the more as the door opens wide and shuts once again. He steps into the tiny light at the centre as I finally register his monster sized face.

"Hello, his little trapped mate," Logan says in his usual adenoidal voice that makes me want to puke.

I want to scream 'you'll pay for this' at him, but my intended screams com