Every 200 years, a virgin is sacrificed to a powerful beast, for breeding.
In the previous years passed, no offspring has been produced. It is known that only the mate to the beast can give him a pup.
The community always selects the outcast virgin...
“All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild
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*Back to reality*
I widened my eyes at the realization of why exactly I was here. I couldn’t make sense of any of this. But what did make a twinge of sense, was who this man was.
The beast, of whom I was selected to.
“W-Where is T-tabitha?” I stuttered, asking.
No response came from him.
Tabitha was the girl tied to the tree, with me. The last thing I remembered, was her hopeless and disheartened face, staring at me with numerous stains on it.
“Where did you keep Tabitha?!!”
“Do not raise your voice at me, little one!!” His powerful voice thundered.
I noticed it rumbled deeply, from his chest. And in between the voice, there lied another unfathomable and more wind-swept sound.
It was as if another creature lived inside him.
Freaking out, I looked down at my shaky hands, taking a step back from him.
Another step back, my chest heaved in fright.
“You know… you do not have to be afraid of me, little one.” he grimaced, taking one or two steps towards me.
“There are rules here,” he added. “Rules to be followed, and when broken, you get punished, real bad.”
He closed his final step to me.
By this time, I was already shivering so badly, wondering what punishment he had in mind, for me.
His firm hands lifted to my jaw, in the poorly lit room.
I closed my eyes shut, waiting for it.
The door immediately barged open.
“Captain!”
Captain?
“What is it, Helen?” he growled out to the female who had just entered.
His face averted from mine to hers, but his hands still gripped my jaw firmly.
“The code has been breached! The other girl stole one of the boats and is getting way!”
“WHATTT??!!!” He growled more powerfully, this time.
He dumped the grip he had on me, like I was filth.
“You stay here!” he spat out. “Try anything funny and you’re dead,”
I watched as his bulky footsteps retreated outside, with the girl following him.
My hands shakily, reached for my bosoms, wondering what could have happened if the girl didn’t barge in.
