Chalice.
It’s been three days. Three whole days of being locked up in this godforsaken cell. Three whole days of starvation and filth... three days since I last enjoyed the freedom I used to have.
And three days since I last saw any of the triplets.
Even Louis in this desperate mont had decided not to show, and I couldn’t fault him for it because the triplets had specifically asked that no one is allowed into my cell.
They had successfully ostracised from the rest of the pack, and for that reason, no one could help — not even my parents.
However, I wasn’t mad anymore— maybe at so point, rage was all I felt— but now, by the gods, I had long gone past the stage of being mad.
Now, I was full blown panicking. Panicking because I now knew the extent to which they could go to make pay for my cris.
I now knew how badly they could hurt for putting their one true mate through the extent of suffering I had put Leilani through.
And I hate to admit this, but now, I have co to the conclusion that I lost and she won.
But not for long.
Not when I had sothing new up my sleeves. Not when I could make them love again as much as they always have and more. Not when I could get back all I have lost plus a little more just by snapping my fingers.
Now, all I needed was a way out of here. All I needed was a way to get my hands on Leilani— not to kill her though. No, she deserved worse than that and her blood was too filthy to be on my hands; So I had devised sothing better. Sothing more powerful... sothing interesting.
A small smile spread across my face despite the pain in my back, arms and ankles due to being chained up for so long, and just the thought of the things I had in store for her had laughing hysterically.
Excited, I tipped my head back and barked out a laugh, one that would’ve scared if it wasn’t coming from .
Goddess, I just needed to get back all I have lost from her and then push Lou into killing her off. It wasn’t so difficult now that I think of it, so let’s just take it as my way of killing two birds with one stone.
End of story.
"If you intend to pretend to be insane, Chalice, just know that I wouldn’t buy it. Even if everyone does, I wouldn’t." A voice snapped out of my reverie and I froze when my eyes slowly peeled open to find Zevran glowering down at .
The expression on his face had my blood running cold in an instant and even though my body was beyond battered and sore, I managed to sit up and beam a smile at him, one that he didn’t return— not like he ever does.
He snarled; "I ca to have a conversation with you."
"What’s it about?" I slurred back, smiling again when his eyes hardened.
Goddess, I was scared of him. Terrified even. But I couldn’t stop laughing. I couldn’t help the stupid smile gracing my face... and I began to realize to my horror that maybe, just maybe I was indeed going crazy.
Hopefully, I get to destroy Leilani first before this madness creeps in.
At my voice, Zevran pulled out a chair in front of and sat down. And hades, my mouth instantly watered when he crossed his ankles and folded his large arms across his chest.
By the gods, he was handso. Mouthwatering... tantalizing. Geez, if there’s a word better than those three, then that’s what I’d have used in describing him.
His sweet masculine scent seeped into my nostrils and I closed my eyes before I could help myself, a low moan slipping through my lips.
He snorted. "You know what I want to talk about, Chalice."
Leilani.
My face fell. I frowned. "I don’t want to talk about it."
A slow smile spread across his face before he lifted his gaze to et mine, and when that happened, my heart began to pound against my chest.
Why?
Because he looked scary. Terrifying. His lower lip was curled into a snarl and his usually beautiful dark eyes were so stormy and had hardened so much, it looked like I was staring straight into the depths of death.
He seethed; "It’s funny how you think that I’m asking you. Look around Chalice..." he growled in his Alpha voice and I had no option but to look around us, my breath hitching when I saw the murder weapons hanging on the walls like trophies.
He continued; "I’m willing to pry the words out of your mouth if that’s what it takes for you to speak. So the choice is all—"
"But Zevran—" I began to say but stopped when he pinned with a harsh glare.
"I don’t care about the baby if that’s what you’re about to talk about." He spat, eting my gaze; and hell, I wanted to bury myself alive. I wanted to shrink into this chair and disappear into it for all of eternity.
He was that scary.
It took a mont for his words to settle at the back of my mind, and when it did, I couldn’t help the tears that stread down my face.
My tears fell harder when I noticed the small silver dagger he played with between his fingers. And then he looked up at and smiled;
"You were the one in that video right?"
I wanted to say no. I wanted to lie, to pretend like I had no idea what he was talking about. But I couldn’t. Not when it felt like he was in my head, moving around like so fucking virus. Not when he wouldn’t stop twirling that godforsaken knife between his fingers, as if silently daring to do or say sothing stupid.
My fear got the best of as my heart soon began to race. I nodded ekly. "Yes."
"So why did you make us all believe that it was Leilani? Why did you spread it knowing fully well that it was you in it? Gosh Chalice, why did you dress up as your sister?"
Now, I had no idea what to say. I opened my mouth to speak but no words would co out. Instead, more tears slipped out of my eyes as I shook my head slowly.
My body shook violently and the corners of my vision blurred. But apparently, Zevran wasn’t done with . He leaned forward, his wicked eyes eting mine as he continued; "You were also responsible for that rogue attack." He said in a way that made it seem like he was accusing , not asking a question.
I dropped my gaze.
"What else did you do? What other lie did you tell about your sister? Did Leilani really accuse us— my brothers and I— of raping and murdering Jennifer? Did she really start that war that nearly cost us everything?" He drawled, and this ti, I swear, even if I wanted to respond, I definitely could not.
My heart had begun to beat so fast, I feared I would hyperventilate. And now, despite how cold my cell was, I was sweating profusely.
mories I had buried deep inside my mind began to resurface, stirring in my heart like a wildfire; and I trembled slightly before shaking my head.
I whispered; "I have no idea. I don’t know. All I know is that I overheard her telling Elder Pius that you used three used to bully and sexually harass Jennifer. She started the rumor is all I know. I don’t know anything else."
Zevran stared at for a long while, his breathing loud as he stared pointedly at my face. And then he said sothing I least expected him to say.
He drawled; "I don’t believe you. I could never even if I wanted to."
And with that, he rose slowly and walked out of my cell; But not before saying; "Take two more days in here to reflect on your answers. Chalice, I want the truth, and you won’t leave this room without it. Understood?"
I froze.
"But you said three days earlier! I’ve been here for three days already and I need to clean up! I’m hungry too and I’m carrying your baby!" I scread back, but he was long gone.
All I had left was the scent of his lingering perfu... and my voice echoing back at as if mocking .
I shivered slightly as a cold wind blew against my body, causing the sound of my teeth clattering to fill my ear before I felt the beginnings of sothing dreadful.
My stomach.
It was hurting so badly I could barely breathe through the pain.
I tried to clamp my hands over my stomach but failed due to the chains around my wrists. I closed my eyes, gasping as more pain wracked through my body until I began to sob uncontrollably due to how terribly it hurt.
Suddenly, I felt sothing warm trickle between my thighs and when I looked down at it, my breath hitched. My heart fell down down into my stomach and panic like no other coursed through my veins.
Blood.
My blood.
I scread. "HELLLLLPPPPP!"
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