Every fiber in my being flared as I couldn’t hold back my tongue any longer.
“Why would you call her that?! She’s—” I stopped, realizing what I was about to say.
Ah… Rem... You’re not good for me. Your smile... is probably gone now. My heart...
In it loomed a pain I didn’t know I could feel again.
Fuck, Rem... You can’t leave me like that. Just like Lilith...
“Just look at them. All hybrids are trash.” The Lycan scuffed, gazing at our captors.
I couldn’t help but growl at how he plotted everyone into the same boat.
Rem isn’t like that!
Whenever I rejected her touch, she stood up, giving me her radiant smile. She told me she would do it repeatedly until I got used to it—all to get rid of the nightmare that plagued me.
For dreams that I didn’t have while in that timeless prison. Now... You’re... Arg... stupid little Luma. How can you make me care and then leave like that? How will I fight with you again or hear your stupid little voice?
Rem’s time was too short.
I’ll make you pay double for taking something I found interesting away from me.
I already hated this world, and it was worse without her.
“Not her... Don’t you dare call her that!” I snapped.
Fuck… I guess I do care about you. Fuck!
The Lycan growled back, only to be stopped by the elf who stepped in between us.
“Hey, let’s not fight. That doesn’t matter anymore. She’s probably rotting somewhere, and we will join her soon. The life that awaits us isn’t a happy one. So, let’s be grateful she escaped that.” He sighed.
The life that awaited us wasn’t spectacular, but all I needed was a chance. However, the bond between me and Rem needed to break so I could end everyone’s suffering. This world was bitter, a winter grasp that froze everything around me.
How could I forget?
Before entering his era, my thoughts were usually full of Lilith, but all that popped into my head was Rem.
A stupid girl who is bleeding out while I can’t do anything about it: I have to accept that I’ll never see you again, but why does that thought sicken me so much?
A few hours passed while they unloaded all their goods, cheering a well-done heist. Every prisoner kept silent, fearing repercussions, as I closed my eyes, trying to keep my chaotic thoughts from crumbling.
For a moment, I thought I would be able to, but the screaming from other prisoners quickly broke me out of it. Part of me wanted to rage, break out, scream, but all that would ever do was make it worse.
Whenever I tried to be defiant to the elders, it would end in my misery. Even when I didn’t, it still ended in the same way. However, it wasn’t long before someone slammed the door open. It was Loren the peredhil.
Her brown eyes were full of glimmer when she walked over to me, smirking.
“Pretty boy, it’s time for your training,” she announced.
I chuckled at her words, unable to hold my amusement in. This elf was delusional, thinking she could tame the wolf that hadn’t been tamed in six thousand years. Nothing she could do would ever make me bow to anyone.
“Hah... so soon?” I sighed, rolling my eyes.
I didn’t want to make a scene like before, but it was hard to hold down my nature. Sadly, I didn’t like pain, although I enjoyed inflicting on others. The moment she unchained me from everyone else, I was tempted to slam into her, but that would’ve put me in a worse position.
Her fellows would’ve run over me like ants, and while cuffed, there was nothing I could do. So, instead, I let her lead me out with no trouble, trying to figure out my game plan. Unfortunately, nothing was in sight to help me out of my predicament.
Even if I got off the cuffs, the bond that Rem cursed me with prevented me from killing anyone. However, what happened next, I wouldn’t stay quiet.
Nope… Fuck this girl.
The blond bitch would fire me up in a way that I knew far too well. Loren led me to two pillars, each with chains attached through holes connected to a piece of machinery. It had other shackles with the same stones as mine had.
Did this wench prepare this for me?
She placed the new chains before releasing me from my previous binds, as someone on the side quickly pushed a button that yanked the chains, preventing me from going after her. My arms were pulled to the sides, leaving me wide open to the half-elf’s approach.
I guess you’re used to unruly Lycans. It seems no matter what I do, misery awaits me. Fuck, bring it bitch.
“Lady, you’re into some weird kinks.” I tugged on the chains, but it was no use.
Loren smirked, grabbing onto my face. The blood from earlier had already dried on my cheeks. Trailing her icy fingers on the streaks, she licked one of them, triggering me to growl loudly.
I want to rip your fucking throat out! You’re disgusting! You all are!
“Oh, you don’t know half of my kinks, pretty boy.” The elf purred.
Fuck... You’re insane, much like...
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This peredhil was worse than any bitch the elders sent my way.
“How about you give me an idea of what’s in store for me, skank?” I asked, failing to hide my hostility.
Actually, I was wrong. I did have one bitch like you. You probably are on par with her wickedness.
A sadist who made my life a nightmare every time she walked through those doors and loved to share me with men, too. Not that the elders ever gave a fuck about me.
They only cared about whether I could give them pups, which never happened.
To answer my question, the half-elf drew a whip from her box. From the expressions of the prisoners who were there before I arrived, I could tell I was about to have a shitty time. Whipping it once in front of me, I could see it had barbs coming out of it.
Fuck...
My nerves were going haywire as my body shivered. Within the box were other toys she was dying to use on me, including some that were foreign to me, but I could guess what she wanted to do with them.
Yep, this bitch might be worse than the sadist.
“Is this good enough, pretty boy? The spikes are made with Lycan nails, making even you howl.” Loren smirked, taking a step towards me. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch your face. It’s your biggest selling point. Though you’ll probably heal either way.”
My body instinctively tensed up at her approach. However, I wouldn’t allow her to revel in my pain. One good thing I had developed was keeping things to myself. Even though Rem always found her way around it.
Eh… Why does that luma pop into my brain even at this very moment? Damn it, you’re worse than a plague set out by witches! Shit…
After the hours that had passed, there was no doubt in my mind she was dead right where they left her—a place I would probably never find.
“You already touched my face, crone. Don’t you remember trying to dig my eyes out?” I reminded her.
There was no point in keeping quiet when this awaited me. If I had known she was behind the whip, perhaps I would have controlled myself better, but the way she made me want to rip her to shreds was overwhelming.
She had also been the one to kill Rem.
Damn it…
“I won’t leave any scars, love, but you’ll hate this, and I’ll enjoy your cries of pain, pretty wolf. Later, I’ll savor you with my body before playing with everything you offer.” The repulsive peredhil said, ripping my shirt off.
The sudden breeze of cold air hit my skin, leaving me shivering where I stood.
Is it night?
We were in a desert, which usually cooled off when the moon graced it with its presence. However, it could have also been the cave, depending on how deep down we were. I wouldn’t keep that thought going, though.
No, when I felt her trail her fingers on my chest, I couldn’t help but feel all the hair in my body frizz up. This filth was enjoying my figure with her repulsive eyes and limbs. It would’ve brought me immense pleasure if I could rearrange her face.
Though the worst part was the feeling her skin left on mine, it was chilling. Closing my eyes, they quickly flew open when I felt her pull on my braid, guiding it towards my chest and away from my bareback before she got behind me.
The sudden sensation of the half-elf’s fingers on my back caused me to shudder again. She slowly dragged them down to my hips before grabbing my crotch. Instinctively, I growled loudly, gripping the chains that held my arms apart.
I hated this woman and her disgusting touch. I couldn’t help but relive the moments I was helpless when they ravished my body and did as they pleased with me.
Fuck! Fuck! I don’t…
“Do you have erectile dysfunction, pretty wolf? Is that why you were with that Luma?” Loren asked, stroking my groin.
A soft, broken chuckle left me before glaring at her. “My dick works fine. It doesn’t like sluts like you. My wife was much more appealing than you ever will be.”
The half-elf yanked my hair back in response to my words, making me groan in pain.
“Well, it’s a pity she’s long gone.” She breathed on my neck before licking it. “I’ll make you eat those words while you revel in pleasure under me, wolf.”
When she freed me from her grip, my breath hitched as I couldn’t keep myself quiet anymore. It wasn’t like it mattered anymore, either. The plans she had for me were…
“You touch me with that, and I swear I’ll—” I tried to threaten, only to be interrupted by her whipping me raw.
The instant my flesh was broken, it brought back memories as well as the electrifying agony that came with the blow. Flashes of my horrid past flowed through me as shivers ran down my spine. The warmth of blood trailing down my back left me feeling as if my legs wanted to give out.
No! I’d rather die than be someone’s puppet again!
“What was that?” Loren smirked, pulling her whip back before unleashing it on my bare skin again.
A gut-wrenching yelp left my lips as the barbs dug deep into my flesh, making it hard not to let out a sound.
“You’re a fucking tramp that will never be loved,” I muttered.
Like me, I’ll never know happiness, but at least…
My defiance only resulted in her whipping me again. This time, barely a sound left me as I finally got a grip on what to expect.
This is still not the worst thing that ever happened to me. No, that would’ve been when multiple men... Fuck! Why am I remembering this shit?! Get out of my head! You’re all dead, just like she will be once I—
“What? I couldn’t hear you, pretty boy.” Loren continued to snicker behind me.
I shook my head, yanking on the chains that held me, trying to break free to no avail.
“I’m going to make you suffer, fucking bitch. Wait until I get free!” I snarled only to receive another excruciating blow from her, prompting my knees to hit the floor.
It knocked every ounce of my breath away the moment it sliced my back again.
Shit! I can’t—
It had been so long since I felt pain like this. I had forgotten how hard it was to internalize it, but if I showed her anything, she would crush me.
Isn’t it right, Mori? Ah… How pathetic for me to find strength in what you did to me. But… if I can survive that… I can survive anything.
I could almost picture the red-haired Lycan bitch that loved to torture me until I cried.
“You’re prettiest when you cry, Alijah. Show me more.” Her voice triggered my entire body to tremble.
Please… No! I don’t… want to remember you.
“You try to be tough, but deep down, you’re a weak man! Maybe you’re hoping for a rescue, but I’ll snuffle that wish out!” Loren cackled from behind me as blood pooled under me.
Her words annoyed me more than they should have. I would’ve never been in this situation if I hadn't met that annoying Luma, but she probably would’ve come after me if she could.
Perhaps the only one in my life who would ever do so.
Lilith had her clinic, which she adored even more than me. While Rem, for some reason, was weirder than life itself.
They took you from me.
“You already did that.” I sighed, feeling my blood boil as I saw Rem before me.
You aren’t here, but in the short time we were together, you showed me…
It differed from when Lilith was killed in front of me. This girl was purer than she ever was, and they…
“You took the only person who would probably come looking for me!” I snapped, breathing irregularly as my eyes stung.
Why am I feeling like this?
I had only known that silly Luma for a week, yet something about her was different. She was the only one who showed me kindness and did not expect anything back from me, even when I pushed her down or cussed at her.
You kept coming back and showing me nothing but
“And for that, you fucking bitch. I’ll make sure you choke on your blood!” I howled.
My voice was shaky.
Rem...
Even though she was annoying as fuck, she was there for me for the past week.
A constant shining star that is just randomly snuffed out like that?! Are you kidding me?! Why did you come into my life just to leave it?! That isn’t…
Part of me felt weird.
Perhaps it’s delirium from blood loss and pain, but no… I think it started when I first saw you dancing in that lake. Why… didn’t I… want to kill you then? Why… did your kiss electrify me in ways I had never felt before?
“Oh honey, you’ll forget her soon. It’s good that you have no one to care about what’s happening to you. You’ll be all mine to tame!” Loren giggled.
Her declaration caused an annoying sting in my chest to get worse.
You aren’t the first psychopathic bitch to point this out to me. I know I’m alone, yet… it hurts more this time. Why? I barely knew you, Rem, but… somehow you… made me care for you.
Closing my eyes, I bit my lip to the point that blood trickled down my chin as something else streaked down my cheek.
Rem… I’m sorry, I couldn’t…
Enjoying my silence, Loren went to whip me again, only to be interrupted by a startling scream that erupted from the front door. A storm was coming, and it would break me in ways I never thought I could.