The Alpha's Bloodline [Completed ]

Chapter 28. The Sacrifice Ritual

■ Anthony's POV ■

Every cell in my body hurts.

The loud screechy noise of a bell ringing in my ears worsens with every passing minute and I find my hands being plastered to my ears to block the noise away.

My body feels like it's being nailed continuously on every part of my being. I fall on my knees to the floor not being able to bare the pain.

I know it's all mother's doing. And I should fear death. But I can't really.

My heart hammers in my chest just looking at Carla in mother's clutches. The shiny silver dagger gleams against the light as it stays affixed close to her neck reminding me of mother's words. How very surprising that for once in my life, her words truly terrifies me.

"Let her go." I manage to say firmly despite the ache in my entire being, "I'll do as you say. Just leave her."

The saccharine smile mother seems to favor returns on her face, "Oh, that's wonderful, my dear son. But you aren't the only one I need." Her long, slender finger motions at Kaitlyn, "My dear, why don't you come to your Mama?"

Kaitlyn just stares.

It's obvious she's feeling the same pain as I. The tears rolling down her eyes are indication enough that they hurt just as much. But the look—oh, the disdain in her eyes is so strong as she looks at mother.

"I'm ashamed that I ever wanted to meet you." Kaitlyn murmurs, her hands shaking.

"And I'm ashamed I didn't sacrifice you both the moment you were born. A pity, really," Mother tsks, "But I might have developed some maternal love for the pair of you." She muses looking thoughtful.

Maternal love and Charlotte can never be in the same line. Never.

"Oh, really? How odd I don't believe you. " I let out bitterly.

Mother smirked.

Smirked.

"You were always clever, Anthony, weren't you?" She said and then very briskly moved the dagger closer to Carla's neck making her yelp as it sliced gently through her skin, "Now now, I don't have the time to chit-chat. Come here, both of you."

Mother stopped whatever spell caused the drumming in our ears as I took a voluntary step ahead and then another. And then another until I was right in front of her.

I didn't look at her though, my eyes locked with Carla's teary one and it made my heart ache.

Why does she always get caught up in my mess?

My mother is my mess. Carla shouldn't have ever gotten into it. And yet, here she was. Maybe it's better if I never got too close to anyone. Atleast their lives wouldn't be threatened because of me. Atleast they'd live.

"Let her go, Charlotte." I don't call her mother this time.

Why should I? She'd never done anything particularly motherly.

"Not so fast," Charlotte says, "Let the twin come forward too."

"No." It's Valerian who speaks this time, "Kaitlyn won't go to you."

"Val–" Kaitlyn interrupts.

"No, Kate. She could harm you. I won't let that happen. I can't let you be in the harm's way." He says firmly cutting her off.

"But she has–"

"I don't care. I don't care about anything if it comes to you. You know that." He whispers and I see Kaitlyn's expression soften.