Death wasn't supposed to be this gorgeous but mine was- Thalia Faux.
“ No, please, please don't do this” Thalia screamed as she tried to get away from the silver knife that was approaching her, however, her wrists that were tied by shifter resistant handcuffs made it impossible for her to run. She shook her head desperately trying to incite some sort of emotions in her tormentor but the latter didn't even flinch.
“ oh shut up” snapped Taryn sounding bored, raising the silver knife in her hand she glared at Thalia when the latter tried to get away from her “ you are such a wimp, it's just a cut, there is no need for you to scream like you are being chopped”
Yes, it was just a shallow cut but to Thalia’s whose entire body was covered in cut marks, it was sheer torture. Not to mention, Taryn was going to cut her skin with a silver knife, silver was dreadful to werewolves. Just the lightest touch and their skin would burn as if they were drowning in a sea of flames.
“Please not today, my injuries - the cuts from yesterday haven't healed. Please give me a night off just one night, just one” begged Thalia, she didn't want to bow her head but she had no choice her life was in the hands of Taryn and she could kill her, torment her and leave her almost dead as she wished. No one could care what Taryn do to her as long as long as she didn't kill her.
“ If I let you have a night off who will help heal our packmates? don't forget that the reason you can stay in this pack is all because of your blessed blood if not who would want an ugly freak with horrible curses engraved on her skin” tsked Taryn as she cast a disgusted glance at Thalia’s curse marks that covered her entire front and half of her face, that weird black script was really scary and disgusting to look at. Taryn scrunched up her nose and made a gagging action “ you can't shift nor can you use your gift to see the future what use are you to us? If not for you being so useless would you be degraded to this point? No one other than you can be blamed for this condition of yours” then without flinching even the slightest bit, Taryn slashed Thalia’s skin, leaving a deep wound, as blood gushed out like a trickling fountain.
Thalia shrieked and threw her head against the wall, she could feel her skin blistering as the silver knife slashed her flesh. However, after three slashes, Thalia’s screams turned silent and by the fifth slash, even her whimpers stopped.
She closed her eyes while her tears trickled down her face, she didn't shout anymore because she knew no one would come to her aid. She could feel her warm blood trickle down and fill the flasks that Taryn kept under both her arms to collect her blood.
What went wrong? Thalia didn't know, she didn't know for just how long her pack had used her blood to heal their wounds, and for how long she had suffered this agony. Maybe it has been months or maybe years, Thalia had no recollection of time, as far as she could remember, this basement was her home.
Taryn collected Thalia’s blood, her eyes shining with greed. Only she knew how lucky she and her brother were to come across such a blessed seer whose blood could be used for healing wounds. Though Thalia was cursed by someone when she was a child and could no longer use her gift as a seer or shift into her wolf form, her blood was precious. A single drop could heal even the most gravest wound!
To Taryn, the day she met Thalia was the luckiest day but to Thalia, it was the day that she cursed the most. She was an orphan and a rogue, she was always on the run while scavenging food from here and there, she would steal and rob as long as it meant her tummy could be filled.
During her rogue days, she came across Taryn and her brother Marcus, the two of them were orphaned as well after their pack was attacked. When Thalia found them Marcus was dying, as a rogue and an orphan she sympathised with the two siblings and saved Marcus by giving him her blood to drink. But her kindness turned her sin, she thought that they were friends.
But she underestimated their greed, when Marcus got a chance to form an alliance with a pack that lost its Alpha, he betrayed her. He willingly gave her secret away and from then on her life became a living hell. While Marcus became the Alpha of this pack, she became the pack’s blood bank.
“ This might be enough,” said Taryn as she took away the flasks that were filled with her blood and shut their lid. Thalia who was finally free of her torment looked at Taryn, this girl, was so small and cute with her small stature and pixie blonde hair but her cruelty knew no bounds. With her cute appearance, no one would be willing to believe that behind such a pretty face laid such a sadistic bitch.
Taryn noticed Thalia’s gaze and immediately felt irked, though Thalia’s gaze held no blame. Taryn whose heart was filled with guilt suddenly felt stuffy, it was true that whatever that her brother and she were enjoying right now was all because they gave Thalia’s secret away. That was why, when Thalia looked at her, Taryn got upset and slashed her claws at Thalia.
Thalia dodged on time, though Taryn still clawed her throat at least, she managed to save her face from being scratched.
“ what are you dodging for? Those ugly curse marks have already ruined your face, what are you dodging for!” snarled Taryn as she grasped Thalia’s neck and hit her head against the wall. However, when she noticed Thalia’s precious blood drip, she winced and hurriedly placed a flask under to collect the blood dripping from the scars that she had just given Thalia” you should be glad that we are willing to use your blood or else you would have died. We gave you a place in our pack so you should give us something in return, this world is all about to give and take, Thalia”
Thalia didn't say anything, she didn't even lift her head, she was afraid that if she even looked at Taryn, she would hurt her even more.
“ that's right this is how you should stay,” said Taryn as she delivered a kick to Thalia’s midriff.
“ hah” gasped Thalia as she doubled down, her wolf whimpered trying to break the bounds that chained her but the curse wouldn't let her wolf come out.
Taryn glanced at Thalia’s pitiful condition and snorted she wasn't sympathetic to Thalia at all. To her, Thalia was just a tool.
She took the flasks with Thalia’s blood and left the basement, while Thalia closed her eyes as drowsiness took her consciousness away.
Thalia didn't know what made her regain her consciousness, all she knew was that every time Taryn took her blood she would only wake up somewhere in the noon. But when she opened her eyes, the window that was situated on the top of the basement's wall still showed the moon that was hanging in the sky.She blinked her eyes, trying to focus on her surroundings. Her senses that were hazy because of sleepiness finally regained a bit of their clarity.Screams.Mournful shouts.That nauseating scent of blood.Like a tsunami wave, everything came crashing and Thalia's wolf set up straight in high alert. Now that the two of them were wide awake they could smell the scent of something burning, fire - there was a fire.And their pack was what was getting burned.Thalia moved and then winced, the shifter resistant handcuffs tightened their hold when she moved coupled with the still recovering cut that Taryn gave her
“ who? I have no idea what you are talking about” said Taryn her voice shook as she tried to assert her dominance, Carter raised a brow as if he was fascinated by her struggle. He pinched her chin with his claws, digging the tips of his claws in her flesh, he watched as the latter gasped trying to pry his fingers off from her chin but Carter didn't let her go, instead, he tightened his hold and crouched down so that he could hold Taryn's gaze “ Taryn, you should know me well I think, your brother and I had enough dealings together with each other, I think you know what I do with people who try to lie to me”Taryn shuddered she knew of Carter though she had never seen him before she had heard of him from her brother, he was the Alpha of Blood Moon pack and he was notorious for being cruel and psychopathic, though his appearance didn't suit his cruelty. He was a gorgeous man, with eyes as warm as honey and a smile as charming as if it was full of s
Two months later." oh she is here""Here goes my appetite, can't she hide those ugly scars, they ruin my appetite every time"As soon as Thalia entered the common Kitchen of the pack, she heard these complaining comments. Her brisk pace faltered and she looked down, a button-down white shirt that hid her entire slender front including the script that was engraved in her skin. She had buttoned up the shirt all the way to its last button to hide the script on her throat.And she had even hidden the marks on the left side of her face with her bangs so that no one had to look at her cursed marks. But even then - Thalia sighed, she knew that it was all because of these she wolves being jealous of her.Two months ago, Carter, the man who saved her and the Alpha of this pack brought her here, though he didn't mention why he brought her here, Thalia knew that he brought her because his pack lacked a healer and wanted her gifts to h
Carter hated her. No he loathed her, despised her.Thalia could literally imagine him planning her death and what flowers he would put on her casket at her funeral. Why? She didn't know and she wouldn't dare to ask about it either, because one thing she has learned after staying locked for a good six months was that never try to understand your tormentor.Your tormentor was your bully and he was completely entitled to ruin your life, make a mess out of it whether for fun or because of some personal prejudices. Other than that there was no other reason at all, and in Carter’s case it was the latter, he hated seers and her kind, tormenting her, humiliating her must bring him some sort of kick, what more was there to understand?And yet, despite all the hatred and humiliation, she still felt that sexual attraction that she had for him was driving her crazy. Like this was simply insane, though Thalia knew that this teeny tiny crush of her wou
The reason Thalia hid her curse marks was all because of the sympathetic gazes she got from others, and she didn't want others to consider her as something breakable. She was a dominant wolf, even with her wolf tied up and chained she still considered herself as someone who was dominant and not submissive - those sympathetic gazes only made her feel pathetic and weak.But Carter, his gaze was not at all sympathetic hell she couldn't even mistake his gaze as a sympathetic one because now his eyes were downright maniacal. If his gaze was murderous before now he was looking at her as if he wished to skin her alive, see what laid beneath her cursed marks and rip her heart out of her chest while he was at it.Her heart somehow was inclined to believe that Carter wouldn't hurt her, that he was different from Taryn and Marcus and that there was more to him than other wolves who craved for the power that her blood could bring them..but her experience had taught her not t
" what?"" you don't seem to give a fuck about anyone, lost in your own world like no one worth your time, like you are better than everyone else " he pulled a strand of her sable hair and started twirling it in his fingers watching her with a maniacal interest " and I hate that about you, do you have any idea how much I hate that better than others attitude of yours ?"Thalia's breathing hitched as she looked at the strand Carter was twirling in his hand. It was as if the more he twirled it the more winded up she became, it was stupid. She didn't know what his plan was - was he going to rip it right off her skull before knocking her out or was he going to pull her around by it.A dark, almost claustrophobic sensation gripped her heart. And believe her, when she says that her wolf wasn't liking it one bit. Sure, a strange sensation seemed to overflow her senses every time Carter touched her like she and he were long lost friends or something and yes, a sin
Being locked in a water-filled room with no light and only rats as your company wasn't fun. Thalia has crawled her way up the only stone platform that was more like an old stone age bed trying to keep her toes out of the scurrying mice. She didn't have to put her feet at risk to know that the mice locked in this room were pretty hungry, with the loud ruckus they were making it was clear that they were making it was clear they were happy about the arrival of fresh meat as for how she knew that the mouse was feeding on rotten meat - the room stink. It smelled worse than a butcher house that hasn't been cleaned for years. She was angry, and her whole body was aching with pain from cold and lack of sleep. She really wished she could slap that haughty, maniacal Alpha who once in a while had homicidal urges of hers. The light beamed inside the room as soon as someone pushed open the door. Thalia swung her head away to avoid the pain in her eyes because of the
Thalia thought she knew fear, she was wrong. She was so damn wrong, being locked up in a dungeon with a greedy Taryn was loads better than being together with a demon with the warmest eyes that she has ever seen. As she stared at Carter's impassive face, she realised once again that she knew nothing about fear.Or even if she did, she seemed to have forgotten about it all.This time no matter how much she screams for help, no one was going to come for her. She was helpless, just as helpless as she was when she was locked in the dungeon by Marcus and Taryn.She was just as helpless when she was left behind by her parents. Who left her alone, and died - how? She didn't know, because she couldn't remember an ounce of what happened before she got these curse marks. Her memory was hazy and the only thing she remembered was running for her life while someone shouted at her from behind to run and escape whatever monster that was chasing her. Them.Bu