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36: He Wants Me To Obey, But He's Dying To Force Me
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37: Toddlers Have Temper Tantrums And To Them It Is Warranted Too. By time the room comes back into view, Tariq is blabbing about me giving him the silent treatment. He deserves worse than the silent treatment. He deserves a swift knee to the balls and sucker punch to the face. “I wish we could’ve met under better circumstances,” Tariq claims, but his genuineness falls short. It’s a flat out lie. Does he take me for an idiot? “Better circumstances? You’re joking, right? After what you did?” My words are sharp and venomous. “You do remember I was there. I watched you kill her.” The irony is too much. “You’re a murderer asking for better circumstances in meeting the daughter of the woman you killed.” His gaze flickers to the floor as if ashamed by his actions. But I have a feeling that Tariq isn’t capable of shame or guilt or even regret. “I didn’t-” “You didn’t what? Mean it? You tricked her into showing up, you even told her that she wouldn’t be alive to see the end result of your
Of Teeth and Claws 38: Future Alpha Cato's Request
Solitary has never intimidated me. But here. Here it’s terrifying. Nerves make my mind race and my body react. My stomach growls with imaginary hunger. My throat turns dry and scratchy. My bladder acts up even. All the things that could be easily taken away from me. Food, water and something as stupid as using a bathroom.I hold out as long as possible. How long that is, who knows. But sooner rather than later, I need to pee. “Cato. I know you can hear me,” you fucking asshole, “Cato.” My fists bang against the door. How I would love to piss on everything Tariq and Cato own, I don’t want to be stuck smelling it. “Cato.”Nothing. Silence. Grumbling under my breath, I slam my palm against the door one last time before retreating. Slumping down onto the bed, I try to get my mind to focus on something else other than needing to pee. Mind over matter, right?The fact that he’s ignoring me is what bothers me the most. Does he not realize how hard it is for me to call out for him, to purpose
Of Teeth and Claws 39: Accepting Food From The Devil Is Wrong
I keep the charades up for days. Behaving nicely when Miranda comes to my aid. I hope she passes along a good word for me. Brags about how innocent and feeble I am. I haven’t tried to fight her once. That should be rewarded, right? Miranda’s arrival is announced by her light knocks before unlocking the door. I sit on the bed and look unthreatening. I like to think that I’m growing on her, that she trusts me, but I can’t be too sure. She’s been trained to remain emotionless or after years of abuse she’s learned to be a blank slate. Today she holds a long ivory dress in her hands. Immediately I freak out. A white-ish dress, Cato’s repulsive obsession with me. I’m nearly hyperventilating thinking about it. Her words are relieving, but still heavy upon my shoulders, “tonight you’re going to dinner.” She holds the dress up. “I’m here to help you get ready.” “Just dinner? It’s not some special occasion you’re not supposed to tell me about, is it? Like some ceremony to trap me here?” A s
Of Teeth and Claws 40: A Twisted Fate I'm Unable To Escape
I remain on edge after Cato’s whipping. Every little creak outside the door has me spiraling. Heart attack, panic attack, you name it, I crash and burn. I’m pushed into the submissive role for fear of getting another beating before I get the chance to heal from the last one. I can only imagine the smirks on their faces. The only face that visits me is Miranda’s. She cleans my wounds, changes my dressings. The lashings are still raw and sore, but I’m learning how to move without causing too much pain. Miranda comes like clockwork to walk me to the bathroom even though I don’t need to go. She urges me to drink some water from the tap and to eat the food that sneaks from the kitchen. I’m more than thankful for her, but I can’t help thinking that it’s come too late. Dark thoughts cloud my head. Maybe Tariq is right, Gideon isn’t coming for me and I need to face the future of staying here. Nights are the worst. Restless and anxious. Painful and exhausting. Nightmares and self induced de
Of Teeth and Claws 41: Not A Liability, But A Hindrance
Deja vu plays with my head. I wake up in a now familiar room. Voices argue just outside the closed door. I want to believe it was all a dream, but as I sit up in bed, the ache in my back reminds me of what happened. “He could’ve fucking killed her,” Nox snaps in a deep raspy tone. “But he didn’t. She’s stronger than you give her credit for.” Nexus has always tried to be the voice of reason. “I shouldn’t have to give her credit, because she should never be in a situation where she needs to be given credit for surviving. I’m supposed to-” Nexus cuts him off, “you can’t control everything.” This gets a deep grumble from Nox in reply, which has Nexus nearly shouting back at him. “No one is meant to be able to control everything.” “But this wouldn’t have happened if I did.” His guilt seeps through the door and into the room. “And she would hate you for it.” There’s a pause before Nexus continues. Once she does I realize the words are hard for her to say. They’re hard for me to hear.
Of Teeth and Claws 42: Controlling Me. Crushing Me.
Stunned by his sudden appearance, I start to babble, “what are you doing here? I thought-” My words are abruptly cut off as Levi rushes me, engulfing me in a tight hug. His voice is shaky as if he’s on the verge of tears. His relief can be felt in his strong arms that nearly squeeze me to death. “I’m here to bring you home. Where you belong.” His hands slip away. “Unfortunately it took you nearly dying for Gideon to see reason.” I should admit that it’s my fault, but I can’t get the words out. Is it the fear of Levi’s disappointment or being corrected. Would Gideon or Nox blame Raelyn for my adventure gone wrong? Does Levi know about Gideon’s newfound family…well previous family before they walked out? Before they were banished? “Let’s go, Nova.” Levi pushes me past Nox toward the door. He blocks me as best as he can from Nox’s cold stare. As Levi continues to usher me out of the room and down the hall, I finally find my voice as we reach the front door, “but, I need to pack.” “
Of Teeth and Claws 43: It Still Feels Like I've Been Lied To
A few hours go by before there’s a gentle tap against the door. “Nova,” another knock before it creaks open. Levi comes to stand in the middle of the room, phone extended in hand. “It’s all yours.” He’s relieved to have me back home, but his brows are stern and his eyes are glazed.Is it from one of his phone calls he had to make? Or is it due to me and the pain I put him through and I’m just noticing it now? The truths that came out, me defending Gideon and let’s not forget me getting tortured. I can see where it’s too much to bear.I find it hard to meet his stare as his brown eyes burn into me. “Thanks,” I mutter as I take the phone.He doesn’t linger, which has my mind reeling even more. More what ifs and maybes run through my head. Once alone, I unlock his phone intending to pull up Lyra’s number, but my eyes fixate on the last number that Levi called.Wes. Why did he call Wes? It’s a stupid question. I know why he called Wes. But I don’t find it necessary to call him mere hours
Of Teeth and Claws 44: Constantly Crashing Into Each Other
I refuse to acknowledge the new day. My second day home. It still feels wrong for some reason. There’s a tension that strains my muscles that I can’t quite shake. It’s like I’m a sitting duck waiting for something to happen. Waiting to hear awful news. Levi tries to talk to me, but I can’t seem to hear his words. I’m tired and sore and more than anything I want the thoughts to stop. The guilt and heartbreak. The disappointment that someone I care about will feel when I’m forced to choose which life I want. It’s only when my stomach grumbles that I realize I’ve been sitting here for most of the day. The sun is starting to set and I have still yet to reach out to Lyra and Eden. Not wanting to use Levi’s phone, I open my laptop and message Lyra through her favorite social media site. I’m back! Lost my phone. Coming over. I wait for her reply which doesn’t take long. She wants me to meet her and Eden at The Black Plum. Carelessly, I throw on some halfway fancy clothes as the restauran
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