Dominations: A Vampire's slave mated to the Alpha

Chapter 6

KILLIAN

"Do you think it will work?" Saxon on my neck yet again.

"Why wouldn't it?" I asked while playing pool with him. I play this often to get my mind off things.

He nods. "True, plan B always works."

"Plan B for what?" Val walks in with 2 wine-filled glasses in her hands as she walk towards me. It was Saxon's turn to strike.

"To get the slave out." He replied, keeping his eyes on his target ball...... and hit.

"Oh, that, can't we just leave her? She probably likes it there. You never know. Plus, I heard they also have s*x with their masters."

"Woah! Really? Killian, do you still want to go on with this?"

I stood straight and glared at him. He smirked at my reaction and raised his hands in surrender. I went back to the pool table.

"How is it going with Alpha Dean? Did he agree?"

Saxon sighed. "No, you know no one likes us. We are the "demons" remember?"

I let out a sharp breath. I stood up straight and dropped the stick. "Let's go and prepare for tomorrow. Inform the rest to meet me at the warehouse for preparation."

He nodded and immediately left.

I walked past Val to leave the game room. But I suddenly felt a pull on my wrist. I turned around and stared at Val's hand on my wrist. She got the message and immediately took her hands off. I met her gaze.

"Do you think this is necessary?" She questioned. I stared at her in silence. Why would she ask me that when she knows everything?

"No one wants to live with a curse for the rest of their lives." I turned my back on her and left.

*****

EVE

Once we got to the dreadful room, he finally lets go of me. I dropped weakly on the ground. I pushed the ground away from my head as I sat up, feeling like the weakest person on earth right now. I raise up my head, my gaze meeting the equipments of my second nightmare after my parent's death. My eyes went wide as I stared at the familiar straps and binds that bounds me from movement. The nightmares replaying in my head, every detail not left out like it was just yesterday. The memories rushing in, reminding me of my old self, trying anything possible to leave this vampire residence. My heart started heaving drastically, I used my hands connected to the floor to move back, away from it as far as possible.

The devil snickered. "I guess you remember this place." He drags harshly on my arm, forcing me to stand up. My eyes whaled with tears, as they tickle slowly down my cheek.

"Please, no. I'm sorry." I begged, unable to hold back my sob.

He reaped my dress off. I gasped at the sudden breeze that touched with my bare skin. I was left in just my underwear. He drags me towards the straps that hangs my hands up and my legs down separated. Flashbacks, playing back to back like a broken record that can't be stopped. I shook my head. No, this can't be happening again. I tried pulling back but it was useless. He was way stronger and with the cuffs still on my wrists restraining me from using my wolf strength.

"You'll learn to obey your master next time."

I kept trying, pulling back from the straps and more cuffs. This left eternal scares on my back.

My eyes met the lit up candle that was just by his side as we walk past it. I thought briskly, fast. I quickly kneed him by the balls, making him bend over. I picked up the candle and lit his shirt with the fire on his back. Luckily for me, he wasn't wearing his usual silk shirt but a cotton fabric which ignites the fire to travel quick all over him. Once he felt it. He growled and pushed me forcefully out of the way and with his speed reflexes he flashed out of the basement, leaving the door wide open. I used that as an opportunity to escape from the basement. I felt so weak, but pushed myself up. I picked my torn cloth and put it on even though it had turned into a cardigan, I couldn't walk out in just my underwear. I walked out as quickly as I could before he returned. I made my way up the stairs. His mansion has about 18 bedrooms and some of them are separated by entertainment rooms and ball room. I need the keys for the room which means I need to go to my room first. I kept the ball of keys in my closet.

I took it from one of his drawers one time while cleaning, because I felt it would come in handy one day. He kept many of them. My neck was hurting badly but I had to ignore the pain for my hiding plan to work. I got to the first floor and met the men guarding the place. They stared at me at one glance which made me froze. Their expression meant, they know what is going on as they didn't look surprised or had questions written all over their faces.

Master once told them to never interfere in his and I's relationship, meaning whatever I do, they should not do anything about it, including escaping his mansion judt as long as the cuffs are still on my wrist because he finds it a "fun game" anytime I try doing something "stupid" - in his own words. But I was afraid he might have told them otherwise now, but once they looked away, I let out a sigh of relief and quickly continued my journey. I quickly climbed up the stairs. I was feeling weaker by the minute that past because of the energy I was utilizing.

I got to the second floor, knowing his room is on the third and final floor. My room is in the second floor and it was the third room on my left, I rush to the room and burst the door open, I rushed to my closet and opened it, I took the ball of keys from where I hid it. I also took that as an opportunity to take a another cloth to change into. I shut the closet and rushed out of my room, not forgetting to close the door. I run towards to opposite end of this floor, down the corridors. My heartbeat thumbing violently, desperately wanting to break out of my rib cage. I was scared out of my body. My uneven breathing and rushing footsteps was what could be heard. I know that is a very 99.9 % that i would be dead once he caught me. I burnt him! I couldn't think straight. The last time I was in that basement, I never knew I would made it alive. Even though I did, I was left with many ugly marks on my back. I can't go through that again, not only adding new everlasting scares but also forcefully opening old once that tried to be cealed.

I turned to check behind me if I am being followed before turning back forward. I suddenly tripped on my own foot as I landed on the ground, I groaned at the pain that hits my right forearm that I used to protect the rest of my body from the impact of hitting the floor. I prayed not to come across any of the cleaners because they might expose where they last saw me, out of fear. I finally got to the last room at the end of the hallway. I search for the correct key following the label on the door with shaky hands, I finally got in.

I struggled for two minutes to get the key in the whole. I unlocked it and stepped in, shut the door and lock it. I quickly changed into the plain dark blue dress. I roamed my eyes around the room, it was just like my room, nothing different besides the bed sheet design and curtain. I searched around for where I could hide. My eyes met the closet again, it could be the first place he checks. I stared at the curtain, hesitating. I shook my head, and concluded under the bed. The room was ordinary, there wasn't any special place to hide. I rushed to the bed but as I passed the mirror, I couldn't help but reverse the see the mark on my neck. I gasped at the big mark, it was bigger than usual. That explains the pain and sweat along with my very pale face. My brunet hair that was tied up had strands of my hair sticking on my forehead.

I suddenly heard a door bursting open, it felt distance. But I could tell it was him. I rushed underneath the bed.