Chapter 12 - Prisoner
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Trigger warning: This chapter contains S*xual a*sault…
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Tyson POV
“He’ll die along with the queen tomorrow.”
“No!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
But no one could hear me.
I was locked in the deepest parts of my mind, seeing myself doing the most despicable things, completely controlled by that woman.
Who the hell was she anyway? I was sure by now that I had never met her before.
Dax was trapped in here with me, and he tried just as hard as I did to break out of the magical prison she had created for us, both of us turning frantic when we watched in horror as I hurt Valeria.
But there was no one there to stop me.
I tried everything to reach out and stop myself, but I was holding the whole pack under the pressure of my Alpha command, and I realized how vulnerable we had been the whole time.
Because of me.
I was the strongest wolf in the country and also the weakest link.
I marched back to the castle with Celeste by my side, the warriors dragging Garrett behind us. When we reached the dungeon, I saw Valeria look up in surprise at the commotion.
“Lock him up.” I commanded.
The warriors worked quickly, locking up Garrett in the cell opposite from Valeria.
“Don’t think that this is a victory for you.”
I heard the words come out of my mouth, but I couldn’t do anything to control it.
“This will only lead to the vampires attacking us in an attempt to save you, then we have every reason to retaliate.”
I was disgusted by my own actions, but I feared for both Garrett and Valeria.
What if I actually killed them?
I didn’t even want to imagine doing that.
And yet, it seemed like I was about to have a front row seat at their execution.
Once Garrett was secured in the cell, I ordered all the guards to leave while Dax and I held our breaths, fearing what I was about to do next.
I opened the door to Valeria’s cell and walked in. My heart broke when I saw her shivering in a corner. Her face was pale, there was blood covering her dress, and her long hair was scattered around her. The shackles had torn her skin open, making her wrists bleed.
“Oh no.” I whispered in horror. “No please, please stop. Don’t hurt her!”
I watched helplessly as I pulled out another syringe.
“Don’t bother.” Valeria whispered. “Willow is silent now. We can’t take it anymore.”
It seemed as if I didn’t even listen to her words, because I forcibly yanked her arm to me and dug the syringe into her skin. Valeria let out a whimper when more wolfsbane was pumped into her bloodstream.
“Tyson.” Valeria whispered. “I don’t know if you can hear me, but I’m so sorry. I couldn’t protect you from this. I hope you’re completely oblivious to what’s happening.”
“I hear you, my love.” I cried. “I’m so sorry. I can’t stop myself. Please forgive me.”
But Valeria couldn’t hear me. I screamed in frustration as I got up from the floor and left the dungeon with Celeste by my side.
I had never met a person that I hated more. When we walked back to the office, my stomach dropped when I realized that we were headed for the bedroom instead.
No.
Please no.
I opened the door for Celeste and locked it behind us.
It was just us now.
“I just hope this won’t kill her before the execution tomorrow.” Celeste muttered and smirked. “Undress. Now.”
My body moved on its own accord while I thrashed against the blocks holding me hostage in my own mind.
Celeste did the same and walked over to the bed I had shared with Valeria just days before this nightmare started. I followed her and Celeste lay down on her back while I climbed on top of her. I hovered over her and kissed her neck. I could feel the taste of her lips on mine and her naked skin underneath me, and there was nothing more that I wanted than to run away from here.
I knew that with every kiss, I caused my sweet mate such pain, and tears streamed down my cheeks while I tried to turn away from the terrible things I was doing.
Celeste let out a soft moan when I buried myself deep inside of her, and I tried to close my eyes in an attempt to escape.
But I still felt everything.
Celeste’s walls clenched down on my c*ck while I still thrusted into her, and I knew that she was close to her release.
Please just let this be over.
When she came, I prayed that she would be satisfied. But the Goddess wasn’t listening to my prayers.
I endured four more of her orgasms before she whispered in my ear.
“Come for me.”
I tried to force myself not to give into the pleasure that erupted in my body, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop it.
My body reacted the same moment Celeste’s words left her mouth, and my seed spurted into her while my muscles tensed. I knew that Valeria would probably be screaming in pain by now, and I wondered if this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Was she going to survive this?
But there was no pain for me, and I started to fear that I would feel the pain of Valeria’s death, but be unable to die in this state unless Celeste permitted it.
This far, I didn’t feel any pain from the mate bond, which probably meant that Valeria was still alive.
But with the upcoming execution tomorrow, I knew that it wasn’t going to stay that way for long.
I layed down next to Celeste and spooned her when she commanded it, feeling utterly disgusted with myself.
The first chance I got, the first sign that the spell was weakening or that I could move my own body in any way, I would kill myself.
There was no way I was going to live like this.
And there was definitely no way I was staying in a world if Valeria wasn’t in it anymore.
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