A Baby For The Beast

15. Be My Concubine

The beast held me as I leaned on him, crying intensely.

Remembering Jasmine, did make me want to run into a box, and hide myself from it all.

“She was my sister.”

In a husky and hushed tone, I said.

“And you lost her, didn’t you?” he asked.

 “She was just 9…”

I brokenly let out, shivering. My body pondered as I said those words, with so much hurt withheld in my chest.

“I lost someone too.”

He suddenly let out.

“I might not know what it’s like but I remember having an empty feeling.” he added, gently.

“She was my mum.”

“And her death was unforeseen. She died in the hands of the enemies.” he added.

“And when she did, my dad became a gruesome, ruthless beast. I became worst.”

“First you feel immense guilt, next…rage and anger. You then begin to blame yourself out of the trauma and nightmares that comes after.”

“And soon after, you try to block the pain. If you succeed, you heal. If re-opened, it becomes even worst.”

My hands quivered, moving to push his chest away to create a distance between us.

“Ava…”

“That’s how I feel.”

I muttered. “That’s how I felt, and that’s how I feel now.”

“I think I opened the pain, again. And this hurts so much.”

He cupped my cheeks in his hands. I looked up into his silver-grey eyes.

“How did you get over her, your mum?”
“Do you still think of her? How do you not blame yourself for it all?”

More sets of tears rolled down my cheeks, as I cried out, asking.

“You have to start by not blaming yourself, Ava.”

“I-I can’t help it.” I stammered.

“You’re not in any way responsible, for what happened.”

“And then what?”

“Start with that, Ava.” he said. “Healing comes in differently for people. My dad never healed though.”

He softly let out. I chuckled at his words, smiling weakly at him. My eyes, held an appreciating look.

“Thank you.” I said. “Thank you, Caspian.”

His hands wrapped around mine, firmly bringing it up to his chin. Warmth from him mouth fanned my hands as he kissed it softly.

I couldn’t believe he was on the bed with me.

“Be my concubine, Ava.”

My eyes widened at his words. I withdrew my hands from his, looking at him alarmingly.

“W-what do you mean?”

“All this, could have been avoided if you had power. A concubine is higher than these ranks. With it, you’d be safe, Ava.”

A concubine?

When I was his mate?

That was indeed disrespectful.

I want to be your Queen, Caspian.

“What happened when I passed out?”

I asked him, changing the topic immediately.