Chapter 2
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I follow the guard down the hall. Well actually there are two of them. One leads the way and the other follows behind me.
What's weird is that there are no chains on me, I am not handcuffed or are anyway imprisoned. I could almost pretend I am free if we weren't passing by cells similar to mine. Or at least I assume so based on the doors. We must be in the dungeon.
We continue to walk up the stairs and as the door opens, my eyes go wide.
We are in his house. Victor. For such a war lord, he has surprising tastes. There is a lot of plants, greenery surrounds inside and through the big bay windows you can see out to the forest. We are on a hill. At the bottom of the slope you can see the training grounds.
There are quite a few art pieces that we pass as well. His taste intrigues me but as we are walking, I don't have much time to look.
The guard at the front gets to the door. He opens it and holds it for me to walk through. This is the dining room. Or maybe a party room. It is huge. With lots of long tables. I am confused why we are here until I see the raised platform with a large chair.
I roll my eyes. How pretentious. Did he copy this out of a medieval movie? Alric and I preferred to sit with people, not above them. One of the many things I loved about him.
But then I notice the man in the chair and wonder how I didn't before. He is huge! He sits formally, very stiffed back. He must be almost 7 feet. At 5'8, I no slouch in the height department, but just looking at him makes me feel tiny.
His brown eyes stared into my green ones. He looks angry. "Why is she so dirty" Victor asks the two guards. One of them bows "I am sorry Alpha, you told us to bring her to you, not clean her up. We didn't want to delay you".
I stare at Victor. He nods to the guards and looks at me. "Turn Around" he demands.
"Excuse me" I croak, not having used my voice in so long, it sounds foreign.
"Did I stutter?" He roared. " Turn around".
I sighed. I did as I was told and turned around. I felt ridiculous.
"You will do". He said. Victor turned to a man, who was slightly behind his chair. It must be his Beta. "Make the preparations. I believe you have all the specifics that I require to make it an event."
"What are you going to do with me?" I asked. I shouldn't of but I couldn't help it. If I was going to be tortured or killed, I just needed to know. I could handle it then, not show weakness.
"Who are you to be speaking to me like that" he demanded of me yet again.
"I am Luna Elise of the Bloodstone pack."I declared. "While you may have killed my pack, I will still have respect."
He sneered at me "You will learn your place".
" I cannot learn it of you don't tell me what my place is". Damn. while I may be kind and compassionate, one thing I am not is a doormat. I will only take so much and sometimes my mouth speaks before my brain has a chance to filter.
"Have you always been this way, or just when you have been captured?" he asked. Staring at me with slight disgust showing on his face.
"What is this way as you call it? Speaking my mind or challenging you? You have taken everything from me. You can't hurt me anymore."
He stood up. Yep, I was right. Really tall. Although maybe more 6'5. But that was a minor detail compared to him walking over and standing right in front of me. He looked down and a small glimpse of surprise hit his eye when I looked up at him. He expected submission
" Oh, I believe I can hurt you Elise. I can hurt you a lot." I could feel his breath on my face. Could feel the anger bubbling to the surface. Sh*t. I really did it now. "In fact why don't you tell me why I shouldn't have you killed right now for thinking you can talk to me that way?"
I continued to stare at him. Then told him my truth, the one I didn't get to tell Alric before he died.
"Because I'm pregnant".
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