"How dare you two burn all that meat?" One of the men scolded us.Kneeling in the middle of the whole men with our hands tied from behind, Ariana was shaking in fear unlike me. Their shout and scream don't seem to affect me, I know that I can destroy them within a twinkle of an eye but I don't want that because I despise that power within. I have to comply with Ariana to act like I am afraid of them. I noticed the kind of look that I was receiving from their master but I ignored it with my head cast down."I am asking you guys a question!" The same man yelled."Are you guys deaf or what?" We winced as the weight of his tone was terrifying, lifting my head slowly, my eyes connected with his own. He is foaming in anger with his eyes coldly glaring directly at me.Aiming to open my mouth, Ariana indirectly hit my hand to stop me from saying a word. She tried using her body language to communicate with them. At first, they yelled at her before giving her a listening ear."What do you mea
Juliana's pov: Holding the tree behind the house, I struggled to control the power but I couldn't. I felt my whole body shaking and I knew what was going to happen next. My eyes started tearing up as I pleaded to the moon goddess to help me out. I can't blow my cover now, the last time it happened, it never settled well. The image of Ariana being whacked kept popping into my head, and the moment that she was slapped across the face kept flooding my mind. The face of Carter instructing them to whack her at the back popped into my head and boils my anger. I caused that I was the reason that the old woman was being treated like trash and humiliated in front of me yet I couldn't do anything.I have never bought anything good from the people I do come closer to, she warned me about these people and fought never to break the rules yet I hurled her into it. She seemed sad and vulnerable yet she sought never for me to get hurt, she showed me that she cared but still I couldn't do anything.
Juliana's pov:Sitting graciously at his chair, Carter ordered "Let the torture begins………And instantly one of his men whips the lashes forcefully at my back. The whip pierced through my skin like a deeply cut, still trying to regain from the lashes. I felt another whip at my back, and the routine continued. I gritted my teeth to avoid tears rolling down my cheeks, my nails stung deeply inside the tree as I forced myself not to make a voice or show any sign of pain. My back is full of bruises which I knew will take long before it heals, they kept whipping at the same spot, therefore, causing the wound to get deeper and deeper. Blood was seen bathing out of the place, the more I forced myself to take in the pain, the harder they went on with the whip. Tears started clouding my eyes as my head felt dizzy and I found my surroundings spinning. I fought to keep my eyelid open, I won't allow them to get the reaction that they want from me. Though I don't know how long I can pull up I have
Juliana's pov:It has been two days after the torture, and I have started adjusting to the rules even though I still have my plans of setting them free at the back of my head. I ensured to carry on with my duties and moved on like I have no plans. I make sure to avoid their boss Carter, or anything that has to do with him.We were assigned specific chores, Ariana was washing the toilets and their bathrooms while mine was for cooking food. I sometimes wonder how she was able to pull up with the washing of that disgusting place but it seems like she has no choice, and besides nobody's says matters here. Seeing her scrubbing and tidying the place, hurts me. She is too old for all this but those rascals don't care.I always think about how to escape this place without blowing my cover, without them having to know anything about the mystery power. The strange gifts!"Maybe we can poison them," Heaven said, startling me. It has been a long time since I heard her voice, it was as if she aban
Juliana's pov:My heart breaks at her word, she called me a monster. She was the last person that I expected to foul mouth me, I didn't create myself like this! Why all these hurtful words? I took her like a mother figure, I saw the mother that I wanted in her but I was just hallucinating because she had joined the crew in bad-mouthing me. "Please, keep running," Carter's men kept shouting as they kept pushing the slaves inside a truck but most of them kept running towards the gate."Master!!!!" They kept calling for their boss on what to do."Tie her down and help these dirty things inside the truck!" Carter yelled."We can't lose any one of them because of this deadly monster here," he instructed harshly."Strike now!!"His men started shooting me with bows and arrows mixed with fire. Some of the slaves kept throwing stones my way, and his men uses the atlatl with a light javelin as they project it into the air towards my direction. All hitting me yet I didn't move or budge. I have
Ryan's pov:Today's atmosphere seems good, the garden looks fascinating and incredible. The water flows down the valley, and the small garden looks good, but they have to feel good too. I admire the garden as it feels relaxing and easy to move through, the chanting of the birds makes it more unbelievable. The early morning sun was still coming up, casting a dim reflection on the lawn.Sitting beside the waterfall was a beautiful girl, she looked stunning and mesmerizing, her long pink flowy hair swinging around the mild wind. Her creamy skin seems tempting and inviting, she is sitting with her back facing me. I couldn't see her face but I could tell that she is goddamn pretty, flaring my nostril up. Her amazing smell hits my nose, it is a mixture of a strawberry and a deep blue ocean. The best smell that I have ever perceived, opening my eyes, I stared in her direction.She seemed pained, I can feel her from her. I can sense her pain and whimpering, my heart breaks as I hear her waili
Ryan's pov:It was dark and stormy outside, I stood at the edge of the scary cave of a hunted den. The cave was dark with only the crystal balls illuminating out light, as they cast a dim reflection on the cave brightening the place a bit. The whole place looks scary and weird, I thrived, but I maintained my posture as my mother spares me a glance.At the entrance of the cave, the face of mother Shipton was engraved on it, the mother of all witches. A good friend of Selena the mother of werewolves, Queen Shipton was also called Aradia meaning queen of witches. Turning to my left, Hecate was also engraved on the wall. The chief goddess presiding over magic and spells, she is a great goddess capable of both good and evil. She was associated with witchcraft, magic, the Moon, doorways, and creatures of the night like hell-hounds and ghosts.It looks like Cora is a powerful witch, no wonder my mother is always at her back and forth. I sighed before entering inside with my mother, who seeme
Ryan's pov:"If care is not taken, your mate will die under your sword," "Fuck!" I hissed under my breath.What Cora the old witch said still ponders on my head, my heart throbs, and I feel troubled. This is confusing, the image of the gorgeous lady in my dream still clouds my head. How can I feel connected to the girl and at the same time my mate might die on my hands, my palms! If care is not taken? I let out a frustrating sigh."This is frustrating!" "How can I have a mate and at the same time feel connected to another girl, a mysterious young girl that I knew nothing about? Yet I find myself drowning in her," "This is impossible!....... Is the moon goddess playing tricks on me?" Different questions clouded my sense of reasoning, but the image of the girl was still stuck in my head since. I have been having a dream about her but yesterday I felt a strange pull towards her which still had me at the edge.Massaging my jaw, with my eyes shut I pondered on the issues. I relaxed my