Days blended together for Isla as she could not tell the time, chained in the cold dungeon. Her stomach growled in pain and her throat was patched from not drinking enough water for days. She could no longer produce enough saliva to wet her chapped lips. The skin on her wrist was marred in dried blood from the harsh bite of the rusty chains,her arms in an uncomfortable angle.
She had given up on trying to call out for help as she realized that no one was going to yield to her cry for help. *I can't stay here forever. I don't want to die in here* she thought to herself. She had no one other than Mira who'd be affected if she were to die here. Her eyes were swollen from the lack of sleep and constant crying.
She closed her eyes trying to escape her harsh reality. She tried to imagine a life where her parents weren't dead,a life where she wasn't an Omega,a life where she was happy. She was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of footsteps coming towards her cell. She opened her eyes, praying that they finally brought her food to eat.
She heard the clinking of keys as whoever was at the door tried to open the door before a pair of black leather boots came into her line of sight. She looked up slowly to see Marcus, Damon's father looking at her with an evil glint in his eyes. His intimidating body filled the room, making Isla shrink into the wall.
Isla barely had enough time to process what happened before she felt his hand gripping her hands tightly forcing her into an uncomfortable position. The sudden movement sent immense pain through her bone as she hadn't moved from that spot in days.
"Seems like you're enjoying your new home" he growled,his voice sharp. "I figured that it's time I paid you a visit to see how you're doing"
Isla shut her eyes trying to blink back the unshed tears. Her head spun due to the low iron in her body from not eating properly. "P-please…" she managed to croak out,her voice hoarse.
Marcus tightened his grip around her arm, gripping her face with the other forcing her to look at his fiery eyes. "Don't bother trying to beg. You really thought that you're smart enough to go against my orders" he whispered in a cold tone. "You thought you'd run away from this pack? A pack I rule? Thought you're smart, right?"
"I didn't mean to," Isla said as tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'm sorry… I only wanted to protect my baby, please let me go, I beg"
"Pft… baby?" Marcus sneered in disgust. "You call that filth in you a baby? It's an abomination,a curse. A stain on the blood of an alpha"
Isla cowered at his words. "Let me go. I'll do whatever you want. I'll have abort the baby if it pleases you please just let me go, I beg please"
Marcus realized a cruel chuckle at her words. "You don't have that choice anymore because I'll make sure you leave. You'll leave only when…" he leaned closer to her before whispering in her ear. "You give birth to that filth and watch as I kill it right in front of you. It's just a little punishment for your disobedience"
Isla's heart pounded in her chest as her body trembled in rage. "Leave me alone…you're a monster. I hate you. You can't do that. You can't…"
"Oh, Watch me do it," Marcus said,his eyes shining with sadistic satisfaction. "and I'll enjoy every moment of it. You'll watch the child you gave birth to die in front of you and you won't be able to do anything. You'll pray for all of this to end but it won't and Then you'll understand why you should never disobey my orders"
"You're sick. You're a psychopath, you don't deserve to be respected."Isla spat on his face. "You're just a weak man trying to appear mighty by tormenting others. You're not fit to rule this pack. You're just—"
Marcus slapped her across the face, silencing her. Her head snapped to the side from the force of the slap, a sharp pain radiating across her cheekbone. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she accidentally hit into her tongue when he slapped her.
"Be careful what you say because you'll only make things worse for you" he snarled. "Just because you're still alive after defying my orders doesn't mean you should forget that you're still an Omega, you're still irrelevant in this pack"
Isla remained silent ,tears blurring her vision. She had no strength in her to try to challenge him. All she wanted to do was curl her body and cry herself to sleep. *I regret the day that Damon came into my life. I hate you Selena for bestowing such a fate on me*
Marcus released her and she landed on the floor with a harsh thud. "You'll remain here and you'll suffer with no one to save you. Your "mate" knows that you're here and he instructed that I kill you so you should thank me for not doing that. I'm not a monster after all"
Isla's heart cracked at his words. *Damon knows that I'm here and he didn't try to save me* Her throat felt too tight and she felt her heart cracking into a million pieces. She knew that it was stupid of her to think that he'd try to save her but she thought that he still felt the bond. It was still there.
Knowing that his words affected her, Marcus smiled evilly before stepping out of the cell, locking the door behind him.
Isla's body wracked with silent sobs which turned into loud wails. "Please forgive me,my baby, please" She whispered, pressing her hand to her stomach.
She knew that aborting the baby would have been a better option in the beginning.