Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
“Walk with me,” Alexander said to me.
Many curious gazes followed us.
“Where to?” I inquired.
“To the Dining Room.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“But I am, so come with me.”
I clenched my teeth, following after him.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Really? You are going to ask me that question?”
“Last night, you felt it, didn’t you?”
“I’m sure you were so happy and satisfied knowing I was in pain.” He passed me a vial filled with a clear, thick liquid. “What is this?”
“Something I should have given you earlier. You should take it; while it won’t completely take the pain away, you would barely feel it.” he explained.
“I don’t need it.”
“You don’t have to be stubborn, Kaida; it will do you no good. Tormenting yourself is not fearlessness; it’s stupidity.”
“If I can endure being with you, then no amount of torment is too grave to endure.” With that I walked past him, heading back to my room. I had lost my appetite.
I stood at the balcony, all I could think about was my father. He was all alone–I should be angry at him for ruining my life, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel any form of anger at him. He believed I would be safe here, and that’s why he had made the deal.
I wondered what it would feel like leaping off this balcony and down the many stories… I’d get a few bruises maybe a broken bone or two, but it’d be worth it…
My thoughts were cut off when I felt the familiar burning pain. gods, he cannot seem to keep his dick in his pants. The pain only intensified. There was no getting used to this
I returned to the room, rummaging through the drawer for the vial. I found it.
I didn’t trust him, and yet… he was right; tormenting myself was not bravery. I pulled the cap open and drank the liquid. It had a weird taste, and strangely I felt… weaker. Did this have some kind of side effects?
My eyebrow grew heavy.
Had he… Had he drugged me?
Darkness took over my vision.
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Chapter Thirteen
I woke up on the bed. I didn’t recall falling asleep here. What happened?
It all came back; The potion – or whatever that thing was, rank it and then… I blacked out.
I wasn’t alone. Alexander was seated on the couch, a glass of what seemed to be whisky in his hands.
My gloves.
They were gone?
“You drugged me, you bastard.” I sneered at him.
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“I was curious to find out why you always had that on.” He said, referring to the gloves which now sat on the table.
“You had no right.”
“No right to stare at your missing finger?”
“I shouldn’t have taken it; I should have known better.”
“I didn’t drug you; the potion comes with a few side effects and you shouldn’t have taken it on an empty stomach.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
He stared at me with a cocked eyebrow.
I did remember walking away when he led me to the Dining Room.
There was a tray of food on the table.
“Very caring of you to bring me food.”
“Don’t get used to it, little mate.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“What? Little mate? But you are little and also my mate.”
I took a deep breath. I couldn’t let him annoy me more. I rose from the bed. I was still fully clothed; at least he had only taken off the gloves.
“Do you always have to bed women every few hours?”
“Are you jealous? You don’t have to be, but if you go down on your knees and beg, I will consider fucking you instead.”
I knew he was only trying to goad me; still, I couldn’t help the sneer that formed on my lips. How had I come from one of the most feared warriors to… this?
“Go to hell.”
He stared at me; those blue eyes were unlike any I had ever seen. “You should be grateful I don’t bring them here and make you watch.”
