I sit on my bed with a huge book on my lap titled, ‘Torture Statics’. The book interests me and I begin to get excited, waiting on when it’s time to torture her- the little deceiving cunt. I just can’t wait anymore.
The door opens suddenly and Gwen stands before me with her hand still on the knob. “We need to talk now.”
I glare at her.
“Can’t you read the sign on the door. It says no unexpected visits and knock before you enter.”She looks at the white paper I pasted on the door and after a few minutes, she closes the door behind her.
“I don’t care if you lock the door or not. Sebastian has a spare key for every door here.”
“I locked it with magic,” I narrow my eyes at her, ignoring her mockery tone, “Now get out. I don’t want to talk to you.”
I look back at the book in my hands and she stomps over to me, snatches the book and throws it
Torture is happiness. Torture is life. Life can’t do without it and-“What are you doing?”I pause and peel my eyes open to see Gwen staring at me in confusion. I stop my act, dropping my harmonized fingers down but my ankles still across each other.“I’m mediating. What do you think I’m doing?” Suckling in a breath, I break out of my position. I mean that I stand up.“Today is my turn to torture the nitwit and I still can’t decide what way I wanna do it. I barely had any rest yesterday because everyone wanted to talk to me. It was so annoying.”“But you’re ready right, because it’s almost time.”“I’ll be ready. Just go and leave me to my meditation and don’t let anyone come in here.”She nods vigorously, “I promise not to do that- I mean to do that.”She corrects herself when I give her an odd look, making her
He waits for me to bite on the steak and once I do so, I hum as the taste explodes in my mouth.“It’s actually very good. Did you make this?”“For the only woman I have yet to please, yes. I did.” He winks.I take another bite till my plate is empty and then I look sheepishly at his full plate.“Are you going to eat that?”He pushes it to my direction. “It’s all yours.”“Thank goodness.” I laugh and pour the contents into my own plate before I give him back.“You really do like my cooking.”“Yes, this is coming from a girl that doesn’t know how to prepare a delicate meal.”“Come on, I’m sure your food is great.”“No, my meals are horrible. I grew up in a pack full of wolves. Of course, I learnt from the bad cooks. I didn’t pay much attention anyway.”“I’m sure
*Author’s Point Of View*The cold water rushes down her body in a frenzy, creating a pool of red water. The only thing making it red is her blood. Her eyes remains transfixed on the wall and her lips as pale as ever, with her body huddled in her tight arms. The once pointy ears long gone to her normal ones.Sebastian found Minerva like this a few minutes ago and when he tried to touch her, she would flinch away as if she has been shocked. He tries to get her out of the bathtub but she ends up wailing like a kid.The only thing he can do is to is turn off the shower and call her sister.When Asteria comes into the bathroom, she gasps at the sight she sees. Minerva in a pool of blood as she stares at Asteria with dull eyes.“How did she get in here?”“I don’t know.” Sebastian holds the door open, also staring at Minerva who doesn’t take a glance at his direction. “I found her here in my bathroom
“Did you do the test I ask for?”The doctor tries to catch up to his long strides. “Yes, it wasn’t an easy task but due to our advanced technology we were able to make it work.”Sebastian grabs the document from her hands and take a glance through it.“It’s your child, my king.”His steps doesn’t falter as he hands it over to her. “How is she?”“Stable. Her neck has been patched up and her vitals are good but…”“But what?” He insists.“She doesn’t seem to be speaking or reacting to anything we do. Sometimes her eyes follows us everywhere and sometimes she just stares at the wall… motionless.”“Thank you for your time.” Sebastian grunts. He open the door to his room and walks in, closing the door in her face.She stands there for some seconds as she holds the documents to her chest and sque
[Author’s Point Of View] *Two Weeks Later* Minerva’s condition has neither increased or decreased in any way and it sickens Sebastian but he holds on to the hope of her standing up to glare at him or even throw an insult at him. He just wants her to be as she was but as he continues to stare at her bed everyday, the hope dims, leaving only a string for him to hold on to and also the words of a weird female. “I still wonder what you come here to do everyday. You know that she doesn’t want you here right?” Greyson closes the door behind him. “She barely stares at you when you come around. I’m sure that she doesn’t listen to you too.” Sebastian doesn’t react to his words. Greyson does this every time he sees Sebastian here, coming in to say something to provoke him but Sebastian knows that if he gets provoked, there is a huge bet of Greyson’s death and Minerva will never forgive him if that happens. Never suddenly seems like an understatement.
Minerva doesn’t wake up again, for up to four months. The days fly like slow wind, the people lessens and as everyone grows in months, Sebastian’s hope fades away completely.The baby in Minerva’s womb doesn’t grow. She is pregnant, yes but the spell stops the growth of any kind, even her own growth. So she will be there… here till they find a ‘non-existing solution’ to the impossible unbreakable spell. This doesn’t stop them from looking though. It only stops him for looking.He spends hours and days in what now turns out to be her room, just laying by her side and she sees him too, she stares as he cries at her side everyday.No one has ever seen the wolf king cry.He is a man of wild actions, he can’t just bend on his knees close to a bed and cry? But he does, everyday.No one have ever seen the wolf king cry.No one except her. It warms her heart to know that he cares for her t
“Are you sure about this?”Greyson raises up his neck from the position and Sebastian drags him down.“Stay hidden and quiet. We know that you are worried but you will risk her life at this rate. Hers and your child.”Finn’s words tries to calm Greyson down and it brings a big win the the other side watching them.“Okay, you can come out now.”Davina’s eyes skims through the forest as she places her hands on her hips and her back to the abandoned warehouse.“I am tired of playing. Did you bring my doppelganger as the ransom I asked for?”Greyson doesn’t try to stand up again, no one does. They are hiding behind a bush with a very clear view on the female fey as she speaks.“You didn’t bring guards right? I hate to have told you guys something and you didn’t obey it. You know what the cost is right? Gwen’s head on a platter and then I take
*Minerva’s Point Of View*I think my chin is broken and maybe my scrap will rip off too. I can fell the throbbing in both my face and my head as she holds my hair tightly and uses it to drag me into the warehouse.Blood drips out of my mouth as I cough, also trying to stop her from pulling off my head. I continue to struggle even as she throws me into a room and leaves me, not completely. It is only for a few seconds but when she does leave me, my body recoils forward and I pour out the blood that is in my mouth with a cough.When I am done, the only thing I can do is wipe my lips with my sleeves and I end up hissing in pain as I feel how broken my chin is.“I never knew that my chin could get broken,” I laugh and wince at the same time as I try to stand on my feet. “Thank you for clearing whatever doubts I had.”Suddenly, a hard force hits my stomach and I end up tumbling a few feet away from her till I hit the wall a