Locked up
943 Words
ESTELLE WINTERS
"Let me out of here!" I screamed, banging on the dungeon door.
There was a sizzling sound the door of the dungeon made with silver burned into my palms but I didn't care.
"Shut the f**k up b***h!"
The warrior wolf outside spat angrily.
Right now, to the pack I was filthy, a scum and a traitor.
Not only had I seduced my sister's boyfriend, I had also stabbed my sister out of jealousy.
To them, I didn't deserve to live.
And then the door burst open.
It was Adriano.
His scent wrapped around me but it wasn't soothing at all.
The prison stunk, yes but Adriano's scent was so potent that It could drive away the disgusting smell of blood, dampness, rust and sweat.
He was an alpha and a powerful alpha at that but at this moment — this alpha was furious at me.
He didn't speak to me at all. Just dragged me by the hair.
Bang!
I fell on the floor, wheezing, my eyes getting blurry as he dragged my blonde hair.
Over and over again, my head was slammed into the wall.
"You will pay for with you did to her!" He growled.
I stayed limp, feeling warm blood cascade down my forehead, further blurring my already blurred vision.
I looked up at him weakly, ignoring the taste of blood in my throat.
"What did I do wrong?" I croaked out.
His eyes widened in disbelief, I noticed that his features softened a bit but then became hard again.
"You dare ask me?, why don't I take you to go see what you have done" He sneered.
Without another word, he dragged me forcibly by my arms, out of the prison.
We walked for sometime, the pack members glaring hatefully at me, some of them wishing to rush up at me and devour me.
Adriano pushed me into the pack hospital, to the ICU and where Elaire lay in a peaceful slumber.
My beautiful sister was now pale, her blonde hair fanned out on the bed as she slept peacefully, like an Angel but I knew very well that she was a demon.
The dirtiest of them all.
She was a lie!.
"Kneel"
I didn't move.
"Will you believe me if I say that I never stabbed her?"
"But I saw you plunge in the silver knife Estelle" he said softly, stroking my hair.
"Do you know the amount of pain I was in Estelle?, seeing her blood stained dress, my beautiful and peaceful Elaire, suffering all because of your stupid jealousy" His voice was grief ladden and with each word, his grip on my arms tightened so painfully.
I winced, struggling in a bid to escape his clutches but he just laughed and kicked my legs.
With a whoosh, my knees thumped on the floor, vibration zapping all over my bones as I was forced to kneel right in front of my sister's ward.
"You will kneel here till she wakes up and if you dare stand without my permission, consider yourself dead"
It wasn't a threat, it was a warning and a promise.
Crazy — Adriano had gone crazy—!
And it was all because of my sister's schemes.
....
I didn't remember when I passed out while kneeling.
The corridor was so cold and I was hungry, coupled with the loss of blood...I wasn't really surprised.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in his room — Adriano's quarters.
The same place that we had our first night together.
I made to stand up but clanging sounds stopped me, I looked at my hands and my eyes widened.
I was chained to the bed — naked.
"I can see that you are awake"
He was leaning on the wall, in his usual black trouser, when I looked closer, I realized that he had gotten a mini tattoo of a blooming rose — just below his navel.
"What's the meaning of this?" I rasped, pulling on the chains violently, feeling the burn.
Ahh indeed, this chain was made of silver.
"You are Still under arrest" be cooed, raising a syringe that contained some wobble looking red liquid.
"What's that?" I asked, shifting back in fear.
I didn't know what it was but my instinct told me it was something dangerous.
"Wolf's bane"
He replied casually, eyes trained on me
I shook my head, a whimper escaping my lips.
No...
"Highly addictive" he whispered, walking closer. "But don't worry, this one isn't" he added with a sick grin.
"For women, it's different — heightens pleasure and makes pain addictive"
A sob escaped from my lips, I couldn't bear to look at this man — at the monster he has become because of Elaire.
He stepped forward and held onto my neck tightly, then the needle plunged Into my skin.
Heat shot through me.
I moaned, hating the way my body responded.
Heat pooled in between my legs, itching my body.
Was this the special feeling he was talking about?.
I felt hot, aching to be touched, even if it was just a slight brush.
I gasped soothingly when I felt Adriano palming my legs softly.
"This is what you deserve" he whispered in my ears.
Even the hot breath that fanned my ears from his mouth gave me pleasure.
I moaned painfully, twisting as the silver chains burned Into my skin mercilessly.
"Why are you doing this?" I cried helplessly.
He smiled at me — so breathtaking, so handsome, so enchanting.
"I want you to experience pain too — just like her"
And then his hands moved lower —
And plunged into me.
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