EVELYN
Lost in thoughts, my mind scheming with cries for revenge, anguish my new companion, the rays of sunlight shone through the curtains of the window into the room. The door opened with a click as a woman dressed in maid attire entered the room.
"Lord Kayden has requested your presence "
Her face showed hints of disdain towards me as she passed me the message. I wasn't ready to answer this morning. I barely slept last night as my mind was still stuck in a circle of trauma, still refusing to believe reality.
"Miss, his lordship requests your presence..."
Probably thinking I didn't hear her the first time, she once again reinstated her purpose for disturbing my spiral into madness.
"Tell him that I am not feeling well".
I could hear her gasp silently, most likely shocked at my answer. Without even knowing him personally, I could tell he ruled as a tyrant, eliminating whoever refused to bend to his rules. My mother being one of them. Tears gather in my eyes once again at the thought of her life cut short prematurely .
"His lordship told me to inform you that if you are absent from today's meeting, he would have one of the young teenagers take your place at the meeting..".
My eyes raged with fury at the thought of his blatant threat. The audacity of him threatening me with young kids! How could someone be this shameless and heartless?
Walking to the door, she turned around, looking at me with disdain apparently written all over her face, as she didn't bother hiding it this time.
"His lordship already predicted you won't need our help taking your bath, so I will go and get your dress prepared…and please don't get his lordship annoyed. He is already pissed off by your mother..don't worsen it".
Damn it!!
I could feel my nerves on the stretch of breaking, my anger rising with each beat of my heart. Eyes clouded with tears, still wondering how my body still had more water to spare. The thought of even seeing his face made my already surging anger surge more and more.
Despite my pain, I knew currently that hundreds of lives depended on my every decision. Maybe I really wasn't cut out for leadership after all, as my thoughts were screaming for me to abandon it all. Moving to the bathroom in wobbly steps, I shed my clothing as I sunk my body into the tub already filled with water. Suicidal thoughts rising; wondering why I don't just drown myself to death. The tub was literally filled with roses, something that might have endeared me a few days ago, but all it did now was remind me of my troubling torment.
My heart reached a new state of calm as I had a little time to rethink my current predicament. The first on my list was to actually confirm if we indeed had survivors. I can't let this man play me like a fool. Second, it was to derive a plan that could help us escape at least with our lives and purity intact. My thoughts of revenge were pushed further as I knew I didn't have the necessary wit and strength to accomplish it currently. But not for long!!
Stepping out of the tub drying myself with a towel, I could feel my stomach growling. When was the last time I ate something? With a little renewed surge of life, I knew I had to keep my body in full capacity, as I needed to live longer in order to bring that malicious bastard down.
Walking into my room, I saw a purple gown draped on my bed, with gemstones inscribed on it. He really thought low of me if he imagined that I would wear a dress given to me by him. Putting on my already dirty gown, my hair rough from the towel shuffle, I walked out of the room with my face as impassive as I could.
Two hefty men were outside my room guiding me back to the throne room. I guessed he placed them there to stop me from fleeing. What a big fool.
My eyes roamed around the dim pathway, gloomy, as I swore I could hear the sounds of ghosts wailing. Who knew how many innocent and unfortunate people were buried here? We stopped at a massive door, as the two gigantic men stopped,as they beckoned to me to continue.
The doors opened slowly as I stepped into the same room where I watched my mother die helplessly.
Still wearing that devilish smirk ,wearing a regal blue dress, Kayden sat on his skull-shaped throne, which he probably created to inspire fear in those who gazed upon him. Maybe I had gotten numb, as I couldn't feel any autumn of fear at this cruel bastard. My eyes fell on the other people in the throne room, three males and one female. One had a presence that filled any being with fear; as I felt chills on me, I could tell the only person with a superior presence to him was the Alpha himself. I could tell my guess was right; this was the 'Beta of the pack, Kayden's right-hand man.
I remember seeing him twice, back when we fled from our sanctuary and last night. The other three were unfamiliar, but I could tell they represented the upper echelons of the pack.
"So this is our new witch companion… From what I have heard of you… They say you are a crying princess."
The female wolf assessed me with scorn and spite. Was she the Luna of the pack? And how did she find out about my crying shambles? My eyes moved from her back to the malicious devil who had been gossiping about me with his pack. As for her insult, I barely registered it; if I were to be affected by every Jack and James, then I would have failed my people.
"I want to see if my people are alive as you claimed. If we hope to build a good partnership despite your cruelty, then there has to be at least a layer of trust between us "
I could feel my stomach churning, a combination of hunger and anger. The room descended into an eerie silence as the wolves gazes all locked on me as we entered into a literal staring contest.