Aria and Adrian walked through the long dark tunnel that led to the caves where the different prisoners were chained. The new prisoner got a small cave of his own. As they neared she could hear the clinging of metal chains which meant that he was trying to break them. He stopped when they stepped inside and they caught sight of him. He was bare chested in the cold cave but Aria knew the cold didn't affect werewolves.
The prisoner remained still, his dark eyes turning to the entrance and glaring at them with resentment. Aria had always tried to avoid being near these creatures. She always watched them from a far distance but now she was closer than she had ever been except for that one time. The one time that haunted her. The one time when she lost her parents in front of her eyes. She quickly discarded the memory as it caused her to turn cold and sick. To grow fearful. She didn't want to fear those beings. She would bring an end to them. But first, she would bring her sister back.
"What is your name?" Adrian asked him.
Aria flinched when the prisoner took a step forward, the chains allowing him to take a few more if he wished. But they were standing out of his reach so she didn't have to be fearful.
Adrian remained unfazed. He had done this many times before.
"Since you made me your pet, perhaps you could name me too." The prisoner replied.
Aria shivered. His voice was as rough as the rest of him. His face was all harsh lines, his body hard muscle, taut at the moment from defying the magnetic force of the graviton. The magnetic metal was attached to his arms and legs and a large one was attached to the wall behind him. The size of the metal told her the force of the pull he was defying was great. He was strong.
"I would prefer to have your name," Adrian told him.
"If you insist." The prisoner said. She could hear the sarcasm in his voice. "My name is Marcus."
Adrian was about to write something when he paused. Why? Did he know of him?
He looked up from the notebook in his hand. "That is a good name." He said. "Messenger of God."
"It is and I have a message for you. You will die soon."
"And I am guessing you will kill me."
"Good guess." The prisoner said.
Adrian ignored the prisoner and turned to her. He gave her a nod to ask her questions. The prisoner shifted his gaze, his dark coffee eyes settling on her blue ones. Aria froze in place. She could suddenly not bring herself to speak. Her mind went back to the terrors she had witnessed caused by his kind.
"I see…" He began taking a step forward, those intense eyes not leaving hers.
Aria choked on the scream that rose to her throat but she remained still. Clearly, her anger wasn't enough to help her overcome her fear yet. She couldn't be like this in front of the creature she hated. She couldn't show weakness.
"I like the smell of fear." He said. "It brings me joy."
The smell of fear? What about the screams of fear? The screams his kind had caused.
"I don't doubt it." She said but that was all she managed to say for a while. Time seemed to stand still and then finally she managed to open her mouth again. "Do you recognize me?" She asked.
He tilted his head to one side and seemed mockingly thoughtful while watching her. Aria's face already twitched with disgust.
"I am not sure." He said but she could tell he was only saying that to annoy her.
"Why did you look at me earlier?"
"I was just being fair. You watched me and I watched you back."
He was still standing straight, counteracting the force of the graviton. At this point, his muscles would grow twice the size.
"Are your kind using human females to breed?" She asked straightforwardly.
"Why?" he raised a brow. "Do you want to become a breed mate?"
"I hate to compare you to such. Breed mates are honored and respected and you… well, I don't find you fit to carry our offspring." He looked her up and down, his eyes displaying revulsion. "Your hips are too narrow."
"All of you. Too fragile. Too scared. I would rather be flogged to death than to have my blood mixed with yours." He said it with disgust.
"You didn't answer my question." She told him.
"I know." He replied making sure she understood he would only reply when he wanted to and how he wanted.
"You hate our kind and don't want our blood mixed with yours, yet you will breed with our females." She tried to get answers in some other way.
"Well, it sounds terrible to breed with the ones who kill us but it also sounds like the greatest revenge. Will the mothers kill their children? Will humans kill half-humans? I understand why some would do it."
"You disgust me." She spat. She was sick to her stomach, her rage almost causing her to shake.
"The feeling is mutual." He said looking her in the eyes.
"I will kill all of you." She promised him.
"No, you won't," he said calmly but his eyes stormed with vengeance. "While you are busy with your experiments, I will kill all of you. You will go to bed every night thinking if that will be your last night and when the night of your death comes, you will ask yourself why you didn't kill me earlier before I burn you to ashes." His voice was low and threatening. "And then the wind will blow your ashes away. There will be nothing left of you. Nothing!"
Aria felt the cold spread from her fingertips to her whole body.
"Except for perhaps the one you are looking for?"
She stiffened. "You know where she is?"
He sighed. "I am tired of the questions." He let himself get pulled back by the graviton.
"Wait!" She stepped forward but Adrian stopped her before she could go any further.
"He is doing it on purpose. Let's go." Adrian said.
Aria knew he was taunting her. He was going to use that information against her but she didn't care at this moment. She wanted to know where her sister was.
Adrian took her by the arm and began to lead her away but Aria resisted.
"Listen to the old man. You don't want to know where she is."
Aria pulled her arm away. "Where is she?"
"Perhaps in the arms of some werewolf or several." He said his smile of the evil ones. "Producing some werewolves…"
"Shut up, you monster!" She yelled and before she knew her rage led her closer to him.
He quickly raced through the distance meeting her halfway but even that didn't scare her. She wanted to kill him! She was so close. If Adrian had not caught her and pulled her away the beast would have taken her.
Adrian had his arms wrapped around her and almost carried her away while she yelled. "I will kill! I will torture you to death! I will show you what pain is, you monster."
The prisoner was angry she got out of his hands first but as he watched her get dragged away while she yelled threats his expression changed. He looked at her almost surprised but Aria was too angry to wonder why.
Adrian carried her all the way through the tunnel and only released her once they were far away and she had run out of threats. The old man was stronger than she thought.
He put her down and shook her slightly. "What is wrong with you? You almost got yourself killed?"
Tears streamed down her face. "Did you hear him? My sister…"
"Nothing is sure. He just wanted to hurt you."
"I don't know. But if she is not a breeding stock then she is dead." She wiped her tears away returning to her composed self. "Tell me, which one is better? Which one should I wish for my sister?"
"We shared everything. Even our mother's womb and then one day she was just gone. If she was alright, she would look for me. She wouldn't just leave me. She would feel the emptiness that I feel."
Adrian put his arm around her to lead her back to the Zenith. He was quiet. He was not a man to offer empty consolations that could turn out wrong. He knew this world they lived in had more bad things in store than good ones.
"Did you talk to His Majesty today?" Aria asked riding alongside Lord Steele, with three guards following behind them."I hope he didn’t lecture you about taking care of me.""Just a little. He wants to make sure you're in good hands," Lord Steele replied."It seems like he's worried since he brought in the new prisoner.""I heard he's of royal blood, so keeping him alive could be risky."Aria nodded in agreement."Did you learn anything more about him?" he asked."I'm not allowed to go down there," she said.She glanced at him, and he gave her a mischievous look. "Don't worry, I won't tell your uncle.""I haven't found much yet. It was Adrian who discovered he's from the Azar clan and that he’s their king.""Unless he wanted to prove something to his father, a prince wouldn't let himself get captured. If he’d been missing for days, his father would surely come looking for him. But if he's the king, he could have ordered his people not to search for him.""He could still be a prince.
Aria stalked back to her room with her hands clenched. If she had a pistol in her hand she would indeed have shot him in the head. Lucky werewolf, but soon he would become unlucky. Because her favorite weapon wasn't a pistol. It was her mind.She arrived at her room where Elda waited as usual. Her face lit up upon her arrival."My lady." She took her hands and led her to sit on the bed. "How was it?" She asked excitedly.Aria remembered Lord Steele and the kiss he placed on her wrist. A kiss could possibly not have that effect. At least not on her. It frightened her that he could make her react in such a way."I want details." She shook her hands pleadingly."Alright. Let me get comfortable first."Maybe she needed to talk to Elda to know more about men. Experience wise.Elda helped her change and then they sat comfortably in her bed. Aria told her what happened to see Elda's reaction. Was it normal for men to be that bold with a woman? Was he perhaps taking advantage of her innocence
Marcus had managed to calm down the burning rage in him and go back to being mission-focused. He rarely lost a battle of wit and he never gave his enemies what they wanted. He was usually the provoker and he was good at it but this woman, this damned creature, where did she come from?If only she was a werewolf…But she wasn't. She was a human. A human for god's sake. How could he smell her so strongly? It couldn't be possible. He could not be compatible with someone like her.He hated that she fascinated him, hated that she challenged him, something he would normally like and want in a partner. She would have made a great queen.He spat the bitter taste in his mouth caused by his own thoughts. He never thought he would encounter such an obstacle. He never thought that his…., even saying the word pained him, but he never thought she would be his enemy. The one standing in the way of his mission. How did this happen?One of the soldiers came in, probably to take some more blood. The pr
"Tell me about yourself," Aria said after curtly answering some of Lord Steele's questions. She just wanted to divert the attention from herself but to know more about the man she was getting married to."What do you want to know?" He asked as they took a walk in the garden."I know what you do as a governor. Is there something else you do?""I travel a lot for business and trading so I am rarely home. My plan is to take it easier now, settle down and have a family. I am not getting younger." He smirked.She looked at him. He was in his mid-thirties, in his prime age. But he looked just like the way he did when he used to visit them in his twenties. He seemed to be the kind to age well."I don't think I am fit to be a mother." She told him."I am sure you have an idea.""I know you are smart, disciplined, and hardworking and that is the way I want to raise my children.""Children also need love and warmth.""And you think you are not capable of that?" He asked."Then I would not marry
On her way back to the castle, Aria tried to read professor Ward's notes. He had written every detail of his research which wasn't surprising as that was how research was done. Every detail had to be documented so that another person could reproduce the result. If the research wasn't documented in detail then it lacked reliability. Professor Ward made sure that his research had both reliability and validity. His method could be followed step by step.It was interesting to see his different theories and how the research proved him wrong until he came to the one theory that couldn't be proven wrong or right but had many arguments to support it. The fact that werewolves shifted with magic.His research showed that he had interviewed the werewolves themselves, some of which were interested in breeding with humans and others which he suspected knew of the interbreeding already.As she went through the interviews she sensed from some of the interviewed werewolves that interbreeding wasn't a
Aria left the cave feeling both satisfied and enraged. How could he speak ill of a dead person with such a straight face? She was so close to shooting him to death when he spoke about her father. Since he was the king he was probably the one refusing the peace treaties.Asking for peace was stupid? She scoffed. Alright then. He would see if asking for war was smarter.She snuck back to her room and Elda was as usually worried about her working so late. "My Lady, you will become ill soon if you work this long." She said as she came to help her change into her nightgown."You are waking up earlier than me and sleeping later. Who will get ill?""Well, I don't do much during the day since you are gone. I help others but even then I have plenty of time left to rest."She always had a reply so Aria remained quiet. Once Elda was done, "go to sleep now. I will read for a while before going to sleep." Aria told her."Don't read for too long, my lady," Elda said and wished her goodnight.Elda h