Chapter eight(Hurt)

Juliana's Pov:

Light illuminates through a small opening from the wall, brightening the once-dark room. I slowly lifted my throbbing head, my eyes felt heavy as I stared at the walls. Breathing tiredly I swallow the lump in my throat, the silver burns my skin as my whole body hurts me. A cool breeze is entering the room through the opening, I shivered as I freaky feel cold. Standing almost exposed with your whole body chained with a silver band as the cool breeze blows on your bare skin wasn't easy, I bit my mouth to stop the sob from coming out. From the conversation the warriors assigned to torture were having, I heard that tomorrow was my execution. I will be beheaded tomorrow, it frightens me to the core, and my whole hair looks tattered. My body is drenched with blood both dry and fresh.

My journey in this life hasn't been easy, I hate this life that I was given, just the way that I despise this evil power. "Is the moon goddess punishing me because of my mother's adulterous behavior?" I asked myself inwardly. This has been my question since I was a kid.

Being denied and abandoned by your families and your pack members as they all view you as misfortunes and wishes for death wasn't easy. Getting maltreated, beaten, punched, heading, and malnourished wasn't a pleasant sight. Being rejected by all your mates as they choose the ones dear to you as your replacements hurts to the core. My journey so far in life has been terrible and full of bad omens, I couldn't remember ever feeling happy in my life till the day I meant Lucien. I fucking felt alive and special, especially with Juliet but now everything has crumbled, and now everything has been blowing away like it meant nothing. The beautiful memories that we all share have long been forgotten, I noticed that I was the only one in this friendship and relationship. It hurts, it fucking hurts to find yourself in this condition of knowing that one day you will die under the sword of your mate.

I couldn't hold it any longer as I allowed the sob to escape my throat, I cried and screamed as the pain was too much for me.

"How can I be suffering for someone wrong?" I yelled painfully to no one, in particular, I know that if she was still alive, she would also join the crew in wanting my death. My heart breaks as I recall my journey so far in life, I haven't found any atom of happiness. It has been from one problem to another.

"Indeed, I was a curse," I mumbled bitterly to myself with a painful smile. I sobbed till there weren't any more tears coming out, I felt numb and tired. I wasn't given any food or water, I was just kept like the curse that I was but was only visited when needed to be tortured. 

The whole pack members seek my death and I know there is no way out this time around. I was still in pain when the door opened revealing the demon Lucien who was carried inside in his wheelchair by his guards.

I glared at him for I fear nothing now, after all, I am going to be executed tomorrow morning. I got emotional again as tears stung my eyes again, I stared at my mate, the man that promised me a new life and gave me a reason to experience happiness for a little moment. We created a lot of memories which hurts me that he can forget all those times and choose my best friend over me. It hurts too much that he even went to the extent of humiliating me in front of the whole pack both the neighboring packs. And that's when it hits me, what happened that day could have reached the whole of America, I shivered in fear at the thought of the whole world turning their back on me, scares me, even if I get killed tomorrow no one will care for me as they will make merry of it.

"Who do we have here?" Lucien said in a mischievous tone. I looked away from him.

"How does it feel inside here?" He said when clapping his hands with his lips fiercely curled up.

"You know I have thought about you," he said to me with a fake worried tone. I hurl daggers his way as I angrily grit my teeth.

"Do you know in what aspect?" He asked mischievously. I bore hot glares his way but he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"You know having you by my side will be a lot of advantage for I will be respected and even have the whole of America under my bare hands with the Lycans fearing me, especially that Lycan king, Ryan," he snarled.

"But I don't trust you because of this….." He said as he pointed to his legs. I smirk evilly at him causing him to chuckle.

"But I have better plans but before that plan, I need you right now to feel you, I mean to feel those disgusting bodies of yours underneath me," he smiled devilishly with eyes full of raw lust.

"Never!!" I growled at him with the last strength within me. I can allow them to torture me without doing any shit but him having a taste of me is something that I won't allow.

"But it is not like your opinion matters here," he uttered carelessly.

"Stop. Luc…Lucien," I said tiredly as he started approaching me with a wicked smile. His eyes scanned my body as his guard kept moving him forward to me, inch by inch. He kept moving toward me.

"Nice shape," he complimented me as he licked his lips.

"But she looks dirty Alpha, you can't eat shit," his guard said submissively, the guard gave me a disgusting look. 

"Someone needs to quench her smelling pit," Lucien said with a  ``I don't care'' look. Stopping in front of me he trails his fingers down my skin, as he kisses my belly point. I glared at him with hatred, anger, and a disgusted look.

"Stop! You disgust me," I yelled at him. He laughed wickedly but his expression hardened as he forcefully grip my cheeks and tried forcing me into kissing him. We both kept struggling, he stopped and signaled for his other servant to hold me still as he sealed our lips together. Tears trail down my face as I stare at Lucien smashing our lips together, nibbling and having a taste of me.