SAVANNAH
It hurt. It hurt too much, like I thrust my fingers into a lit oven. They looked just like that—bleeding and burned.
"She's not the one; that idiot girl messed up again! We shouldn't have trusted her to get it right!" the vampire roared, kicking a chair in frustration. Then, calming down, he placed the stone back in its box.
"We can't stay here any longer; King Lycan was sniffing around that pack, and it's only a matter of time before he discovers us," he declared.
"We aren't sure where this woman has come from; she seems insignificant. The Alpha's daughter has died without explaining much. The specter appears, drawn by the special blood."
I let out a small sigh of relief—they didn't know I was Fenrir's personal maiden. If they had known, I wouldn't have stood a chance.
What was the "special blood" they were talking about? I had no idea.
"Should we kill her?"
"No, heal her hand and take her money from her. Sell her at the auction along with the others," they decided.
I didn't even resist when they dragged me away.
"And what do we do with the other Alpha's daughter, the one we have hostage?"
"Kill her; she knows too much," I heard before the door closed.
They took me stumbling back to the prison and chained me there; my hand throbbed with pain; everything hurt terribly!
I already knew my next destination—I was going to be auctioned off as a slave.
With my face full of scars, they would probably use me as a domestic servant rather than for sex, but there were always degenerates out there.
"As long as I'm alive, there's hope," I thought, trying to stay positive. Deep down, I wished Fenrir would come for me.
Through the bars, I spotted at the silhouette of a woman in a white dress, who suddenly spoke with two distant guards, and they let her into the shared cell.
She walked toward me, and the hatred emanating from her body was palpable. "So, is it your fault my little sister died, huh?" she whispered angrily through clenched teeth.
From her features in the shadows, I knew—it seemed she was Maria's sister, the other Alpha's daughter, despite having deceived us into thinking he only had one daughter.
She had her back to everyone; in my dark corner, no one could hear or see her actions—only I could.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Maria was attacked by a specter," I said, staring at her. I hissed in pain when she grabbed my burned hand, squeezing it maliciously.
Tears welled up in my eyes from the agony.
"I'm sure you ran and used her as bait. I will avenge my sister; I will make you suffer every day of your disgusting life, living like a cheap whore."
Her venomous words stung, and I watched in horror as she pulled a compact from between her breasts.
I began to get very nervous—what was this crazy woman going to do now?
I watched in horror as she opened the compact that pretended to be makeup, but inside something black was moving, like an unpleasant insect.
I couldn't move or escape! How could I resist?!
I thought about calling for the guards, but it seemed like she was acting on her own.
"Don't you dare scream, bitch," she covered my mouth with tight white bandages in her fist, guessing my intentions.
I twisted and struggled, but that damned thing was getting closer to my chest, that excited black bug moving.
"Nnmm," I moaned, muffled by the fabric, as I felt something sliding inside me through my left breast and lodged in my heart.
My skin immediately burned, a feverish heat spreading from my chest to the rest of my body.
I looked up at her through tear-filled eyes, filled with hatred. I didn't even know this woman, but I knew she did something terrible to me.
"You're disgusting and ugly. You'll have to scavenge around looking for someone to stick their cock to fuck you, you little whore, or you'll die consumed by lust…"
"Hey! Are you done wrapping her hand? They're looking for you!" the guard shouted from outside, and she tensed up nervously.
"Yes, yes, I'll be out soon." she snapped. She hastily wrapped my injured hand with the same dirty bandage she'd used to gag me, showing no mercy.
I was close to passing out from the pain.
As she walked away, I burned the image of her back into my mind. She wouldn't live much longer, I told myself.
I didn't even have the strength to scream.
If I had felt weak before, now an unbearable heat was crawling down from my breast to my belly, spreading into my most intimate areas.
I pressed my thighs together, trying to relieve the rising desire. I was getting excited like this, for no reason. It was only the beginning, and I knew it was going to get much worse.
"Get them all out! Move them to the carriages—we're heading to the auction!" a voice ordered outside the bars of my prison.
***
FENRIR
"Are you telling me you made deals with the vampires right in front of me?"
I asked through clenched teeth, unable to believe what I just heard. Either I misunderstood, or this man went mad.
"They had our eldest daughter as a hostage, and the life of the little one was also threatened!" he shouted at me, kneeling on the ground.