My anxiety at this moment felt like a disorder. I couldn't move. I felt paralyzed with so much fear. I could see the people running towards me and I was sure I would die. they just kept running and they wouldn't stop. all the guards pushed themselves out of their way as they came towards the castle. I was standing right in the middle of the compound. I knew that if I didn't know then I would probably get bulldozed by them. Was that how I was going to die? Trampled on by other people?
As they kept getting closer and the torches in their hands only grew wider and wider as they came in Motion, I closed my eyes and just chose to accept fate.
Then suddenly, I felt the wind blowing against my body, making me shudder as I felt the cold. It felt as if I was flying. Yet, I was too afraid to open my eyes. I had not felt a thing. no pain. It took me a while to register that strong arms were wrapped around my waist and that I wasn't standing on the ground anymore. and it took me a while to gather the courage to open my eyes right before I felt engulfed by a sudden sense of peace and safety. but the man holding me wasn't a man that brought food safety. He was Carrie. he was horrible.
He was Lycan King Jordan Luther!
I couldn't believe it. He had saved me? Why had he saved me? when my eyes connect with his it feels as if everything else ceases to exist. It feels as if the entire world revolves only around us. When I finally got the courage to pull my eyes away from him and look at my surroundings, it suddenly hit me that we were not standing on the ground. You are in fact just hanging against his balcony and one small move would have reverse tumbling down to our death.
I instinctively and fearfully gripped onto his muscles, feeling myself closer to his body as I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and almost put my nails into him. his body was called. Unlike the warmth I would have wanted. His heart, the quick beating of his heart was loud, and my conscious channeled that sound into my mind like an echo, made me feel as if I was a part of him. I could feel him moving. Holding himself with the rails of the balcony as he climbed up the wall. I didn't understand how he was able to do this. That was impossible. Yet he was able to do it. He did it so effortlessly as if my weight wasn't even a contributing factor. Suddenly it became obvious to me what all this fuss was about. Why is a Lycan King considered so powerful?
When he suddenly came to a halt, my body came flying down as I hit the floor and fell on my butt with a bag. I looked up at him with dry eyes realizing that he had just dropped me as if I were a disease. He looked at me with so much hatred and disapproval. His face scrunched as he came close to me causing me to flinch and move back.
' You have a death wish.' he lets out, 'But you're not allowed to die unless im the one killing you!''
He disappears almost immediately, leaving me feeling confused. His words echo in my mind and I can't help but feel helpless. I was asleep not just in body but in mind. in life. He had put himself on such a high pedestal in my life. and he had declared that only he was allowed to take it. How could I live like this?
How could anyone ever leave like this?
I stared down from the balcony and noticed the crowd of people still there shouting at the top of their voices. I'm taking it right there trying to bring them down. The thing is however he doesn't seem to be going at it the right way. Because instead of converting them he keeps shouting at them. Declaring that he was going to have each of them finished for entering his courts without permission.
What kind of a king was he?
In a shocking turn of events, I noticed a lot of the girls begin to move in slowly. tiptoeing around the compound as they began surrounding the crowd of people. I squinted my eyes as I watched with Curiosity and disbelief. I could barely see everything that was happening because the view from the balcony was rather high.
Yet what happened next was enough to paralyze me. and I didn't even need to squint my eyes in order to see clearly. It was as visible as the Light of Day and it was ugly and horrible.The King's guards, moving swiftly and with calculated steps, began snapping at people in the crowd from the back. they moved almost with the precision of the King.
I had barely realized what was happening until people from the back began to fall one after another. and they had been so quick about it that the victims barely screamed. The killings only began when the blood of the fallen victims began to splatter on people among the crowd who were still screaming profanities against the king. It only took a few seconds until a dagger was plunged into their neck and their throats were ripped out.
The second people realized what was happening, they began dispersing in two different directions and running from their lives. and of course there were those who tried to put up a fight against the guards. but it was unlike anything I have ever seen. the way they moved. their skill that they possess and the animosity that they used in putting everyone down. it was as if they cared about nothing. Like the scent and sight of blood didn't scare them. Or the corpses piling up. and all of this happened while the king stood and watched. it was almost as if he was smiling. One could notice from the curve of his cheek or his squinting eyes.
It was a massacre.
There are only less than 12 guards in the compound yet in just a few minutes no one in the crowd was left standing. I stared with wide eyes and trembling feet. my heartbeat drastically as I failed to comprehend what I was looking at. bodies upon bodies. blood-spattered on the green grass. It wasn't until I looked at the other guards standing with their hands bloody that I realized I knew none of them. the warrant among the normal bloods Who would look after you and the girls and man the compound. They were different. They don't even seem like werewolves.
could they be… that wasn't possible. it couldn't be.
unless of course taking kept his own army of Lycans And trained them to be just as ruthless as he was.
Suddenly he turns back to me as I feel my presence standing at the gateway. and the minute his eyes land on me my feet suddenly gain adrenaline.
I turn, I sprint and I can't stop running. I wasn't going to let him catch me.