Chapter 4

Ash's point of view

 

I groan as I try to open my eyes, my head feels like I have been hit by a brick, and my mouth is so dry; where the hell am I? I wonder as I look around. A fucking cage; I'm locked in a cage like an animal. Oh, the irony of it all; I cannot help but laugh as I think of the silver cage I was having built especially for the Queen. Standing up on shaky legs, I'm grateful my cage is at least big enough to stand up in. I check out the lock, but it is locked...; of course, it's locked, and the heavy metal does not move an inch. It makes me wonder what metal they have used, looking around this lavish room. I would guess it being pure gold.

This must be the biggest bedroom I have ever seen in my whole life, and it's lavishly decorated in purple and gold drapes. The massive bed sits on a raised platform in the middle of the room, underneath a gold mirrored ceiling. It makes me wonder just how rich these royal vampires are.

I sigh, knowing there is no escape, at least for the time being, anyhow. I only hope that some of my fighters managed to escape, and Dylan, of course, that boy, has been through enough already. He is only just regaining his strength after that bloodsucker tried to drain him. I swear I am going to kill this King and capture his Queen at the first opportunity I have; I just have to bide my time and wait for the right opportunity. I look up as I hear the bedroom door opening. The King walks in with the Queen behind him. I can't help but smile when I see him; damn, I beat him good.

Haha, I broke his nose, too; it is a shame they heal so quickly though it leaves me with less time to gloat. He looks at me with a smirk on his face as he walks into the room. The Queen looks at the floor as she walks in behind him. He walks towards the cage with the same sadistic smile as he says.

"Oh, look, darling, your pretty boy is awake." She lifts her head to look at me; she seems shocked to see me as she whispers to the King.

"Why have you brought him in here." I frown, wondering what she means, why is she so shocked to see me here, and why her face is filled with fear. The King throws back his head as he laughs at her before he says.

 

"You think I don't know that the only reason you wanted him as a pet was to keep him alive. 

Well, that has my attention. Why would this woman rumoured to be a cruel and ruthless Queen want me alive? This is the same woman that left Dylan to die alongside the rubbish.

What the hell is going on here?

The Queen stutters as she looks at her husband. "I don't like killing humans; you know that, Aroen." I watch in horror as he hits her across the face, sending her face-first towards the floor; I let out a sigh of relief as she brings out her arms, stopping her face from hitting the floor as he stands over her and roars.

 

"You're a vampire, and you're supposed to kill; you need blood to live…..what the hell is wrong with you, woman, some vampire Queen you are."

I run to the bars of the cage, wishing I could pull them open so I could tear him apart. The King still watches me with that sinister look before he looks at the Queen still kneeling on the floor; he grins as he pushes her onto her hands and knees before he rips her clothes from her body. Leaving me to watch in horror, I want to yell at her to fight him, not to let him do this, but when I look into her eyes, all I see is fear.

Those lifeless eyes now look right through me as she tries desperately to zone her mind away from this...She's afraid of him.

He looks me in the eye, still grinning as he rips his belt from his pants, my hands grip the bars of the cage as I hear the noise of the leather hitting her delicate skin, and I watch as the tears pour down her face as he hits her over and over again.

 

"That's enough."

 

I yell as I see the drops of blood falling to the floor, but I have to close my mouth again as the more I shout for him to stop, the harder he hits her.

"Oh, look, your little pet is trying to protect you, darling."

He says, as he drops his pants before forcing himself inside her, she grimaces. He is hurting her, and I want to kill him. The King grabs her hair, forcing her to look at me; as he takes her in front of me, he yells.

"Did you not think I would find out you've been taking these boys to his club, that he's been saving their lives"

I frown; she's the one who has been bringing these boys to me; she brought Dylan and left him for me to find.

 

None of this makes any sense to me. Why did she drain his blood only to try and save him? I just don't understand it.

 

My knuckles are white as I clench the bars of the cage; she looks me in the eye as tears fall down her face as she lets him take her; he roars when he comes before he pulls away from her, leaving her broken and bleeding on the floor. I watch as she curls up into a ball, her back a mass of red welts; my heart breaks as she cries herself asleep, silent tears slipping down her face.

I want to kill him, this so-called new-age Vampire King.

She may be a vampire, but she's still a woman, and no woman deserves to be taken by force, to be whipped until her back bleeds.

 

Nobody deserves that.

 

I watch her as she sleeps, wishing I could reach out and help her; those soulless eyes are forever printed into my memory. I don't believe this is the cruel, ruthless, and vindictive woman they all say she is, and I have to save her. I have to save the vampire Queen from this monster that calls himself her husband.