Chapter 22
Everything is absolutely silent, the wolves that were around me approach me cautiously, only Cameron is the only one who stops near me.
— Morgan, what was that? — I take a look at Abyssus's cold body to look up and focus on what's important.
— I know where Dayana is — Without her permission or anything, I jump on her back and, as if I were a horse, I take her by the hair to take a different direction from where we came from — And we have to be quick if we want to find her... — the words get stuck in my throat - Finding her alive — the tension in Cameron was visible quickly.
— ¿Where? — I didn't answer and I only guided her to where the soul of Abyssus had shown me what it was.
A house surrounded by trees so dark that it seemed that they stole what was there in low light, neglected and gloomy.
As the wind hit my face I asked whoever would listen to me, give Dayana strength to hold on until I reached her, my vision flashed red at the thought of what she is suffering right now.
I grabbed Cameron's fur tighter and as if she sensed my desperation and anger I sped up even more.
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Without strength, with little desire to move on, to continue holding on, the path of my tears running down my face and the salty taste of it combined with the blood in my mouth.
Right now I just keep my eyes fixed on the ceiling trying to at least get my mind out of this place, to be able to contact my wolf, but I can't do either, with the constant pain in my body full of scratches and with her still inside of me is something almost impossible, I don't know how long it's been since this started.
— ¿¡Are you listening to me!? — the strong blow on my cheek takes me out of the little time in which I could be in my mind — You are better than I thought, you look much sexier with all that blood on you — take my chin to get closer to his face and caress my face hurt, I try to get him to let go of a gallon but it's just a simple attempt — Oh, do you still want to fight? I thought that in the first two hours you had lost them-even with her disgusting smile on her disgusting face she returned the smile to spit in his face and stain it with blood.
— You can crush me as many times as you want, but I'm not going to give up, you can enter me and profane me over and over again, even with that image. But you're just a joke to me! Not even being a succubus could you please me because you are nothing but trash! — It seems that I touched a sensitive fiber in her, the taste did not last long when I felt the blow to my ribs which makes me bend over in pain, it does not give me much room to move since it is still on me, she gets up and takes me by the neck to lift myself with one hand.
— Garbage or not. Do you think someone will stay with you after what I just did to you? Even your other half would want to be with someone as abused as you? I don't think so, the garbage here... It's you — it's like I've stuck a dagger in my heart, but my wolf heard it too and he's very angry.
— You shouldn't have said that... — I say with clenched teeth and the little air I have left taking the arm with which it takes my neck with both hands.
— In your state I could kill you and you won't be able to do anything to stop me — he smiles again at his superiority. Unexpectedly, I take out my fangs and bite hard on her hand until it bleeds — Ah! Damn rat! — He forcefully throws me to one side, colliding with a dull noise on a wall, without wasting time I look around me, a window, I look for the door but it is too far, without thinking I get up in pain and with the last strength of an angry wolf Jump out the window.
Pieces of glass stick into my body but I keep moving forward without caring about anything other than getting out of here, I take one last look at the window and I see Abrahel smile from the window, I return the smile, now I won.
I fall hard on the ground, I grab my side seeing my hand painted red "A glass" I think, but forced my legs to run away from here, the forest is in front of my eyes, I take a few steps before feeling my body freeze — Do not! My mind screams in agony.
— ¿Are you leaving so soon? — a female voice asks — But if this is about to start, and you... — I feel her warm breath behind my neck — You are the main attraction — I try to see the owner of that voice, but I run into the coldest green eyes I've ever seen, seeing her my wolf trembled — My niece has good taste — she touches my face freely and I can only see her eyes — I'm Aradia — I expected to be wrong but I think that at this point, hope is something that should die
— Let's go inside, out here I can be dangerous with all kinds of beasts running around, you understand me, don't you? — She turns and without making any motion still motionless I see myself floating behind her back into the house and although I tried to avoid it I could not do anything. Upon entering I see Abrahel going down the stairs now with clothes on and buttoning his pants carrying that damn smile that makes my blood boil.
— My lady — he bows to Aradia and whispers to me as he walks past her — You'll wish you'd stayed with me, hottie — he touches my butt and then disappears from my sight.
— Abrahel — I see how she freezes in place of her with fear in her eyes — Leave the girl and disappear from my sight, now — no screams or anything, but even I feared for my life.
— Yes my Lady. Excuse me for disturbing you — he bows again before leaving quickly.
— And Abrahel — freezes in place with her back to us as well as her — Don't touch the girl again unless you don't want to revive again — ¿revive?
— Yes, my lady — and she leaves without further ado.
I return my eyes to the woman in front of me, I say woman only because I don't feel worthy to say her name, we continue "walking" inside the house until we reach the second floor to enter the second room, which unlike the rest of the place it is spotless, there was a bed in the center of the room with red sheets, a night table, a window to the left of the place, everything was very old-fashioned with that woody color, there was a pungent smell in the room, I lose sight of the fourth fourth when we enter the bathroom, I don't have time to analyze this new room when it releases me from the paralysis and as I didn't expect it I fall hard on the floor holding the cry of pain that I wanted to get out, I take my side trying to lessen the pain and stop a little blood flow.
— Here's everything for you to take a bath, I'll wait for you outside, take as long as you need — without saying anything else he leaves the bathroom but before he finishes leaving, without turning around he says — You'd better not try to escape, because this Maybe I won't be merciful — and like the most normal thing, he closes the door and I'm left alone not knowing what to do next.
I look around and the first thing I see is a huge mirror in the middle of the bathroom, I get up from the floor and walk towards it, when I managed to see my body in the mirror I stifled a cry, bumps, scratches and bruises is the only thing I am, In a few parts of me I can see my skin, especially the large cut on my chest and my side that seem not to want to stop bleeding, I am sure that both are deep enough to leave a scar, I see my legs and there are more cuts, thanks to my nudity the imprints of his hands can be seen perfectly on my hip, the marks of his teeth on my chest, neck and stomach, I run my fingers over each one of them giving small jumps when I touch more than one, my face, full of dry blood and earth, my lip broken by one of the many blows he gave me.
After I don't know how long of seeing my body I turn my face unable to continue seeing, I walk towards the bathtub which is next to the mirror which when I see it is full of water, I get into it without further delay complaining a little about the cuts, all the dirt begins to come out between dirt, dirt and blood, I slid until I hit the bottom, I rubbed my whole body with force trying to get everything out, I do it with such force that I feel that the sponge that I take is not cleaning anything, I want clean her hands from me, I want to clean Morgana's image that she dirty, I want to clean everything from me, I'm dirty.
Dirty and scarred.