Valerie It felt as though the walls of this dank dungeon cell were closing in on me. I was frightened. Frozen in terror. But angery. I was so angry, I hardly felt the fear rile within me. I felt only red, hot rage. “Who is your Lord?” I demanded. Of course, they did not answer me. “Where are we?” I tried again. It was quiet for a long moment. Then the wolf muttered, “A place no one will find you.” I had never felt so much hate burning in my chest as I did in that moment. This horrible creature who had stolen away with Ava—who had tortured her for all these years…he had taken me now. And I did not suspect that my fate would be any better. The man in the mask took a single step closer. He looked hesitant to approach me, but I supposed he was a particularly high-rank human if the wolf was accepting his help. “Why have you been following him?” he asked. My body trembled, but I tried not to show it. I braced myself against the binds on my wrist and explained with my chin held high,
Valerie The only sound within the cell were the occasional footsteps I could hear overhead. It was a loud, hollow sound—like there was a room located above us. But the people within it did little to hide their presence, which made me think it was not connected to the cells at all. Rather, the room simply sat beneath it. And then, of course, there was the never-ending patter of water dripping from the damp ceiling. The cloth that had been tied around my mouth burned hot against my skin. Already, it was damp with saliva and sweat. It would not be taken off, I was informed, until it was time to eat. And when that time came, I took every opportunity to speak out. It was the wolf himself who came to feed me. He knelt beside me with a bowl of porridge and yanked the cloth free from my mouth. “Eat,” he said. “And don’t cause a fuss. There’s nothing magic in here. Just some shitty gruel cooked up to keep you alive.” I ate every spoonful he offered, thankful for the watery porridge. It wa
Valerie“Innocent?” The man laughed again, muffled beneath his mask. “How would you define innocence? All we do is by design. Our path is drawn by the hand of our God, and our message and purpose is wholly by his design. It is only right to do as God compel me to.”The porridge did not sit well inside of me. It curdled, thick and heavy like turbulent waters. I felt sick at his confession, but I could not allow myself to vomit up what I’d just eaten. I didn’t know when I’d get the chance to eat again.Still, it felt like maggots crawled around in my belly. I tasted bile in my throat.“If your God told you to sacrifice the life of a young human girl like Ava by making up such a stupid curse, what kind of God would it be?” I asked. “And for what purpose? God does not need coin—that was all for you.”This seemed to get beneath his mask. Under his skin. The man stiffened. “A moron like you would never understand. I serve a greater purpose. I heed God’s word and honor his blessings. And it
Xavier Every minute that ticked on wore me down to the bone. Every minute with Valerie in my sights was like a saw, cutting through me tooth by tooth. This was my fault. I shouldn’t have allowed her to leave my side when she ran off, anger and betrayed by my lies. I shouldn’t have lied to begin with—or rather, kept the truth from her. I should have told her the day I met her, why I had purchased her from that shop and what my intentions were. But I was not expecting that she would stay by my side. I was not expecting that my heart with split at the seams for her. I was not expecting that I would somehow put her in harm’s way. I ordered guards through every corridor and into every room. I sent out hounds to find her scent, using her bed sheets from the maid’s chambers. I ordered a count of the maids, ensuring that Valerie was the only one missing. And then I sent out another sweep of the city. But after an entire day, the search resulted in nothing. Not a hair had been left behi
Xavier When the guards entered the room with the figure in tow, it took no more than two seconds to recognize him as Dowson. I had not seen him in a decade, and yet I knew him like I knew my own nightmares. His rugged appearance, his uneven jaw line, his receding hairline and beak-like nose. He was not dead as my father had claimed. Dowson seemed to recognize me as well. The moment he saw me, a cheesier grin swallowed his face, stretching from ear to ear. “Ah, the great and mighty Alpha Xavier. I heard you’re making quite a mess of the palace these days.” I did not hesitate to ask, “Where is she?” Dowson’s expression tightened, his smile growing wider. He seemed even more keen to see my desperation. “I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re referring to,” he said. I approached carefully, watching his every movement with cautious eyes. He was a man of war, and I knew what he was capable of. “I was told you were dead,” I said. “So why, exactly, are you alive and skulking around my
Valerie I was surprised by the girl’s capability. Even in the dark, and cuffed at the wrists, she somehow managed to loosen the knot around my neck and remove the gag from my mouth. I gasped in a breath of stuffy air, my skin raw from how tight the gag had been tied. “They didn’t give you any, right?” she whispered. “You haven’t had any of that liquid?” I shook my head, rubbing the sore skin of my mouth. “No, but…I watched them feed you some. Why aren’t you like the others?” “I didn’t drink it,” she explained. “Well, I did, but I vomited as quickly as I could force myself. That’s the only reason I’ve stayed sane until now. They seem to think the stuff is just taking longer to work on me than the others.” I had not heard her vomiting, but I supposed I was so distracted by the situation, I wouldn’t have noticed if someone keeled over dead beside me. “You can see for yourself what it does to us,” the girl said. “I’ve done everything in my power to keep that stuff out of my body. B
Xavier“A human?” Caeser asked, a deep, wry chuckle escaping him. “Why, how would I know of any humans? I don’t associate with the lesser species.” He seemed to muse over the idea, carefully gathering his photos into a pile. “Quite the uproar you’re causing over a measly human maid, if you ask me. The same maid I’ve been hearing about since the festivities began, I assume?” He does not look at me, though a smile tugs at his face. “I have to say, I do not see the appeal. Nor do I understand your fascination with the species.”I searched my father’s eyes. He was good at hiding most things, but nothing could convince me that he was innocent in the matter. And judging by the way he would not look to me, I couldn’t help but think there was more to the matter.“I could certainly bring Dowson in here and ask him myself,” I offered. Or perhaps, it was more of a threat.Caeser laughed, his smile brimming with confidence. “If the information you want was obtainable from someone else, you wouldn
VALERIE “If we’re leaving, we have to leave tonight,” Lucia was saying. “I don’t think Dowson will be coming back.” I glanced to the room with the sleeping man. The door Dowson had left through was straight across the room from him. If that was our only way out, we would have to be quiet about it. “Does he leave often?” I asked. “He sneaks out now and then,” Lucia said. “He’s a wolf—they can’t handle being locked up in small places. But there’s another reason I think we should leave right now.” “What is it?” I asked. A look of fear crept over her face and Lucia frowned. “I don’t think I can deny the potion another day. I’ve only gotten this far by the skin of my teeth. I just don’t have it in me to keep fighting anymore.” “You won’t have to,” I assured her. My eyes were beginning to adjust to the dark, and I could see the faint outline of her face. Her lips were cracked and draw, her eyes hollow. I wondered how long she’d been in this place, enduring this torture. “We’re getting