Victor's p.o.vI was thrown into the dungeon like a bag of rice by the demon king as I groaned in pain.He glared at me then walked out without a word. I forced myself to sit upright and look around. The dungeon I was in was a little dark and it smelled very badly. I looked at myself and noticed that my hands were in chains that were linked to the wall."How the hell am I chained!. Is it magic he has used?" I asked myself silently then sighed heavily and pulled on the chains to see if they could break."Damn it." I whispered while trying again.It was a clear suicide mission coming here, but I had no choice because I wanted to see Eleanor no matter what. She was my best friend and the woman I loved. How could I sit by and act like a coward as I did back then when the demon lord took her away from me.For weeks I was haunted by what happened. Whenever I closed my eyes I saw her trying her best to defend herself from him. I blamed myself for not always being prepared and for being a s

Ducan's p.o.vI slowly rubbed my hand against her back, trying to calm her down as she cried in my arms.I had no idea why she was crying and claiming that something was wrong with her. I wanted to ask what she meant by that but first I needed her to stop crying.A few minutes ago I was very pissed at those two humans who had wounded Oni. Ose wanted to go after the hero. I could sense that, but I had to stop him because I could pick up some scents of more humans ahead. The hero wasn't alone, he was with some warriors and he wanted Ose to follow him just as he had planned. If Ose was to follow him, he could have ended up being killed.The hero was very skilled but also clever and tactful. Everything he did was well calculated and planned.I looked at her calmly then kissed her head gently.I was seriously in love with her, that's why I valued her life and treated her kindly. I could have easily killed her brother and her childhood friend but I didn't. I had to stop myself because I d

Eleanor's p.o.v"Go in." Ducan said at the entrance of the palace."Okay." I whispered then stood still staring at him seriously."Why wasn't he kissing me good night like he usually did." I asked myself silently.Most times when we were out, he kissed me on the way or at the entrance. It was risky but I was so used to it that I couldn't go but wait for him to do it. After all, we chatted all the way without him making a move on me."Eleanor, go in." He said again."Alright." I answered, then took a step forward and tip-toed, kissing his cheek lightly."Sleep well." I whispered then turned and walked to the bedchamber.Something was definitely wrong with him, I could sense it. Although we talked and discussed a few things on our way, he kept on staring at me as if something was on my face.He was acting a little different than usual. I guess he was shaken up by Oni being injured badly.When I reached the door to the bedchamber it opened by itself.I stood still for a minute looking at

Eleanor's p.o.vI quickly moved and touched Victor's arm gently.He was breathing loudly and he was in so much pain, that I could tell.He wasn't going to live long if he was going to continue receiving such treatment!.I needed to find a way to protect him or at least try.I stood upright and wiped off my tears."Ducan." I called loudly.I had no idea if he would appear, but it was worth a try because he was the only one who cared about me.When a minute went by, I looked around."Ducan." I called, this time with emphasis."I'm here." He answered behind, startling me.I quickly turned and grabbed his hand."Please help him." I said seriously.He looked at Victor coldly then pulled his hand from my grip roughly."Eleanor, you seem to forget what my other form is. How do you expect me to help someone who almost killed my friend?" He asked coldly.He had no reason to help him that I knew and him being here showed how kind he was. But if he wasn't going to help me, then who was I going t

Zara's p.o.v I woke up with an aching body and a sore throat. The side of my neck was slightly hurting and my knee felt the same. "Where am I?" I asked myself silently then turned to face the other side. When I came face to face with a creepy head looking at me.I screamed loudly and moved backwards falling from the bed. The head was popping out of the mistress back while she slept!. It was terrifying and disgusting at the same time. It smirked as more of them popped out of her back with hands. I felt a shiver go through my body just by looking at them. I looked at the door ahead and noticed it was wide open, then back at her. She looked peaceful and in deep sleep. If I was to run away I would make it. But somehow it felt like a trap, how was the door left open when she knew I was in her bedchamber?. Also would the heads keep quiet or scream If I was to run to the door?. No, I still needed time to figure her out and what she was capable of before running away. I slowly got