Blood Princess

Chapter 21-Rescued

IZEBEL POV:

I've been locked in a basement for the majority of my life. And that has been extremely miserable. But never have I been this...bored.

After Ryland practically shoved food down my throat yesterday morning, I haven't left the walls of an extremely small bedroom in hours.

At least in the basement I had the freedom to move around. Now, I can only move a few inches.

The worst part is that Ryland slid a plate under the door hours ago. And I can't reach it by inches.

Fucking inches.

So currently I'm curled onto the bed, faced away from the plate of food, trying to ignore it's increasingly disgusting smell.

And then, my door slams open both Blaize and Ryland storming inside.

"Can't you torture me in peace?" I growl, not bothering to look at either of them.

I hear shuffling and then I'm being pulled up by Ryland, who holds my waist pulling me close to him.

"Princess." He mutters. I can tell he's trying to hide his anger. "Who did you tell?"

I stare at him completely confused. "Answer me." He mumbles, looking straight into my eyes.

"Are you high?" I ask, trying to pull away from him.

"Someone hacked into our security system." Blaize says. "Which is nearly impossible because... well because I made it nearly impossible to hack."

I turn back to Ryland who looks like he's using every ounce of his strength to not strangle me.

"I really don't see how this is my problem." I mumble, still trying to pull away.

He only pulls me closer, tightening his grip. "If you don't tell me then..." he starts.

"You'll what? Shoot me? End my misery?" I chuckle. "Please do. I hate it here."

"Please do something with her before I actually strangle her." Ryland mumbles, pushing me into Blaize.

"I didn't tell anyone anything. I've been locked in this room for...hours." I mumble, trying to wiggle away from Blaize.

"You really expect me to believe you?" Ryland asks, turning around to face me.

"I don't really give a damn if you believe me or not." I say plainly. "It's not my problem."

"Izebel." He says, now placing his hands on either side of my head. "Stop playing games and tell me who you told. If someone is coming..."

"Someone's coming?" I ask. "Finally I can't stand it here. This place smells like fish."

"Shut up." Ryland mumbles. "I don't get how someone broke past your defenses." He says angrily.

"It has to be someone who's skilled...another hacker." Blaize looks down at me. "Your brothers aren't computer geniuses are they?"

"How am I supposed to know?" I mumble. He sighs defeated.

"You said another hacker?" I ask. Blaize nods.

"Why?" Ryland presses. I bite my lip to stop myself from smirking. "Just wondering." I shrug.

"Take her upstairs and make sure she's tied up." Ryland says, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And keep her away from any weapons."

"Got it." Blaize huffs, pulling me out of the room.

"Why do you even listen to him?" I ask, as he pulls me past the kitchen. "You're not even French."