Fury

Her Side of the Story

Another day or is it night. In this place their is no sense of time. Have I been here a few weeks, decades or century's. I cannot be sure anymore, my body hurts my soul burns with need for him. A need I can't control no matter how hard I try. Him, the devil here the ruler of this evil place. 

Hell. 

I am convinced its where I am. The air is stuffed with musk and burning skin. The darkness is endless even with my now slight senses I can feel when he is near. Not again my mind screams but my body, no my body betrays me. 

My mother always swore to me a soul-mate, your other half was a magnificent being. A watchful, nurturing protector. Someone who will save you from your nightmares and chase away the demons in the dark. 

She lied. 

His soul is as black as his eyes. The night with no moon couldn't compare to this darkness that surrounds him and now me. Consuming me from the inside and there is no escape. I have cried, pleaded for mercy offered everything I could to keep him from coming for me.

The shaking begins and then the burning of my skin as the rising for bumps forms. He's coming for me again and today he will not be anything less than sinister. I can hear his breaths coming in fast as his footsteps near my cage. The silence from inside his ribcage is deafening. 

His dark black pools take in my huddled form and I start to rise to my feet. Struggling to maintain my composure as my skin sweats my true fear of him. His dark plum lips pull into a smirk that would make you think he is a prince of lust. However I know it only means he is here to break me again. 

Try.

My mind screams at him from the inside. I refuse to bend to his will to break for him like he has tried to have me do. I will never give myself willingly, its my mind, my heart and my soul. He will take it by force as he has so many times before but he doesn't know I will never give in. 

My heart holds fast to the hope that someone is coming for me. Someone who can be more ruthless than he is. Closing my mind I see him, his beautiful brown curls blowing in the breeze as the sun warms our human skin. His sun golden eyes give me peace and comfort even in this hell. He can't take that away, but he tries, every, single time. 

Time. 

It is all I have to hope for that I know he is looking for me, My brother, he will save me and when he comes for me this hell will pay in ice as he takes his time in freezing punishments. My brother will be more terrifying than this devil. He will be the arch angel sent to cleanse the evil. 

"Oh Emi, don't you look so ravishing today. Must you make me wait for you, it only increases my apatite my budding flower." His raspy deep voice brings me from my pleasant thoughts of watching my brother rip him limb from limb. The sounds somewhere between a calling to my soul to surrender and my mind to force a fight. 

I only grit my teeth and say nothing as I contemplate his mood today. I know by the smirk he's wearing now with the lantern beside him showing his spiked fangs, that this won't be gentle. The light casting across his face making him seem more terrifying for a supernatural. 

"Tsk. Tsk, now my little flower what have I taught you about the silence." My door creaked as he stepped in illuminating my closet space with bars surrounding the stone floor and ceiling. 

I opened my mouth to speak but closed it quickly. To hell with him, I would never call him lord I would never give him my heart. I stared at him as coldly as I could and balled my fists. If only my lioness was here to help me in strength I knew I would be able to fight him. 

The sting against my cheek only heightened my anger and resentment. He thought beating me in submission was how to win me. It would never be, my brothers teaching are rooted to deep. 

Respect is earned not given. Bow to no-one unless they deserve your loyalty. 

My heart stung at his words. I wanted my brother, more than anything I wanted him to hold me and tell me everything was okay. I wanted him to shake me awake and tell me it was only a nightmare, it wasn't real. 

The second blow to my chest sent me hard onto the bars as he pinned me face first against the cold metal. The only cold in the place besides his heartless body pressed against me. He rubbed me further into the bars twisting my arm behind me.

 I refused to cry out so he yanked it further, the popping sound it made had me groaning in pain. This would take a while to heal, the last time Prosinda was here to help, now she's almost gone. I couldn't tell if she would ever return. 

"You'll give up one day flower and when you do this pain you feel will all be over. Your body desires me your soul calls for me, I can feel our bond even though you refuse to acknowledge it. Don't worry, only a few more days and the moon will be new. Then I will take you into the night and claim you for the world to see. You will never leave me and it would be impossible to resist me then." He growled into my ear making my body shutter against his own. 

He licked my neck and nipped enough to break the skin "Your blood is the sweetest taste of sin my flower. Soon it will be ripe enough to be mine forever." 

He shoved me to the ground leaving my legs shaking and my heart hammering in my chest. The door slammed closed and he left me alone in the dark with the lantern fading with his burnt pine scent. I started to whimper as my arm drug the stones when I moved to sit up. 

The cold wall behind me brought relief to my dislocated shoulder, my skin was so hot. I gritted my teeth as silent tears poured from my eyes when I tried to reset my arm. After multiple times of trying I slid down the wall cradling my arm in my lap. Wiping the tears away I knew I would have to wait for the Dr. Jekale/ Mr. Hyde nutjob to show up for my dose of whatever he did to silence Prosinda. 

I hoped he was the nice one today, maybe he could give me a little something for the pain and maybe let me wash up with the rag and water he sometimes brought me. Dr. Jekale was the insane side, he like to cause as much pain and loud cries as possible. Mr. Hyde however was always sympathetic and gave me a elderly grandfathers demeanor. 

I let my mind wonder back to the pride, I missed them all even my brother's i***t second. He was always telling me sweet things, trying to woo me into liking him back. Even asked me to be his mate, but I was to young and naïve to accept. Had I reciprocated his affections would I even be in this mess now?

Hell no I wouldn't, but you cant make someone love you. Even though this prick was hellbent on trying to force me. Ben was such a sweetheart, he would leave notes under my door of love poems or have the kitchen staff make my favorite foods. He was always so considerate even when I was a spoiled brat back to him. He told me he would happily wait for me forever if he had to. 

Now I wondered if he would still feel the same, seeing me used abused and nearly broken. If I had accepted him I knew I would never leave, that was the biggest reason. I liked him sure, even felt desire towards him, my inner beast acknowledged him as a suitable mate. But I wanted to experience life, traveling, flirting, dating. None of those things would happen under my brothers thumb or mated to the second. 

He was terrifying king to others, but to me he was only a large kitten. A big softy at heart. No boys would speak to me other than simple cordial conversations, my brother had a strict 'no fraternizing with my  sister or else' policy apparently plastered on my face. 

It was hard enough to convince someone to sneak me out of the pride then, much less if I had accepted ben and become the second's mate. I regretted so much, I wanted to go back and never leave again. I wanted the sheltered hovering parents and older brother. I wanted the simple conversations from guys, I didn't want to be passed around anymore. Thinking of their heartbreak at me leaving brought more tears to my eyes. 

I didn't do this self pity thing but here lately I couldn't stop the darkness from leaking inside me. I tried to end my life many times but each time it backfired and I was only locked up deeper in the blackness. My mind started to wonder further until I watched my days dwindling at my first mistake to change my life forever. 

*flashback*

My first taste of rebellion was a few days after landing in Italy with my girls Alise and two others. We were beyond thrilled to have a two week span to ourselves. No parents no rules only fun and freedom things we desired above all else.  

The small apartment was rented under an alias from her family and we each had our own rooms. Alise insisted that we have it this way since our plan was to go wild, loose our innocence and experience life out here. The space was modern with two white tile bathrooms to separate each of our rooms. 

The balcony overlooked the river and a park to filter in fresh air we left the glass door open. The breeze light and airy against our skin as we jumped around squealing our excitement. I couldn't believe we had done it. Made it out of his clutches so easily, it made me shake my head at him. 

Apparently he wasn't as feared as he thought he was. I smirked at my reflection shaking my light blonde hair to give it texture. My deep ocean blue eyes sparkled with mischief and my lioness was hunched and ready with excitement. 

The freckles around my cheekbones and dark skin glistening as I smoothed Alise's Cherry blossom lotion with shimmer onto my arms and legs. We carried on small talk until the doorbell chimed with an Uber to our nightclub the girls had found on google. After a few more final touches to our faces with lip-gloss, we strutted out into the night for some dancing. 

Once at the club the music was so loud it vibrated the cars windows pulling up the curb. We shared a look in annoyance and smoothed out our short dresses. Each of us had chosen a backless or side scoop dress that showed a lot of leg and chest or lower back. Slutty was the best way to put it now. No wonder we had so much attention on us. 

The place was dimmed lighting and bright colors as we moved to the bar for a drink. Before long our drinks became endless as eligible men started to pay our way. One after the other we pared off into the dance floor swaying and grinding to the beat.  Many many drinks later the girls each whined about our feet hurting and wanted to leave. 

We obliged and called another Uber, each of us had a date but had pushed them aside as the drinks really had taken a tole on us. Stumbling to the cab we climbed in and groaned as the car started to move forwards. Each turn we all held her mouths to keep the vomit down. 

Once at our apartment we each said our goodbyes and thank yous' to the driver as we wobbled up the walkway to our place each laughing and loudly talking along the way. Alise fumbled so much with the key to unlock, I finally took it away and did it myself to the others relieve. 

Inside we all threw our bags and shoes at the door and used the wall for support as we made it to our beds too wore out to clean up beforehand. We hollered our goodnights and each fell into our beds. Not realizing the dark shadows standing in each of our closets, just waiting for us to pass out to strike. 

*

The light from another lantern snapped me back into the present as he came into view. His old wrinkled grin told me he thankfully was Mr. Hyde today. I smiled weakly in return as he entered my cell. The door creaking and his feet making a clicking sound as his shoes scuffled the stones. 

"Ah my dear what has he done to you this time. I swear that is no way to treat a mate, I cannot keep patching you up.  What if he breaks you for real one day." Mr. Hyde shook his head taking my arm into his own in a gentle caress. 

"He already breaks me Mr. Hyde, just not beyond your repair." I tried to smile again as a tear slid down my cheek. 

"Enough of that my dear, tears only show weakness and you are strong. Mmmkay" He wiped my tear with his hand and gave me the old smile again. 

I nodded to him as he continued to check over my wounds. He would mmhm or ah every few minutes. I had no way of seeing my wounds to know how terrible I looked and honestly I didn't want to. His face said everything I feared at my pathetic state. We barely ate or drank and when he did send me food it was slop. 

Leftovers from a lavish meal all mixed together for me. A special treat he always said just for me with an extra taste of something medicated. I rolled my eyes but forced it down, I had to eat something as when I didn't it only caused worse pain for me. 

"Alright my dear here is a warm washcloth and a fresh shirt. I also managed to get you a bottle of water and a cookie. I had to sneak that but it was worth it to see your smile." He patted my good shoulder as he handed me the items. 

"Now this will hurt but know its only for a few seconds. I have another surprise for you." I nodded as he lifted my arm, sucking in a breath when he shoved it hard into place. My back hitting the wall with force causing me to whimper slightly. 

"Shh. My dear it will all be over soon. I must go now before he notices me gone for to long. I will be back in two days time. This should give you time to recover and repair." He rushed from my cell leaving the lantern by my feet as he hurriedly left my cell and disappeared into the darkness. 

I started to ask what my surprise was until I seen the letter and pen he left by the lamp. Not only do I have these new items and clean water I get a cookie too. I scoffed as my excitement bloomed from me, I wasn't in the dark for now and could write a letter. 

I cleaned myself quickly hiding the bowl under the scraps I just had and grabbed the paper. Realizing the top half had already been written on:

Dearest Amelia, 

I grow more unstable by the day, this place gets darker by the minute. Please send help not only for myself but a very young lioness, I have come to see as my granddaughter. He wants her for himself and has already initiated the mate-bond, we do not have much time until the new moon. He will claim her and there is nothing I can do to stop him. He will drain her of power like the others before and become an unstoppable tyrant. Please help us, I have given her this letter to add her pleas as well read this and hear our cry. 

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