Before I Fall

Chapter Sixty-five

5 months later

If someone had told Morgan a year ago that she would, at this moment, be slicing someone's gut open, she would laugh in their face. If they had told her that she would train to be a ruthless killer by her unbound mate who belittles her whenever he chooses, she would say they had lost their minds. Nevertheless, the truth could not be erased even if she wanted it to.

The final body fell among the other seven with a loud thud that echoed through the mini colosseum. The laceration on her upper arm sealed itself when the blood returned and the arrowhead knife she'd used fell to the wooden floor. Morgan's breath was ragged as she looked up past the blinding lights to the gorgeous man who sat cross legged in the stands watching the scene unfold. He remained silent as he looked Morgan up and down but she knew that he was pleased with her performance. Excellence was always expected.

He would show her later tonight just how impressed he was with her but Morgan was not looking forward to it. Her body, her demon, still craved his touch but her inside said otherwise. Something changed. She had to delve deep inside the vault of her memories to find a moment of time when she was happier than she was now. Morgan had to hold on to that memory tightly so she could force an orgasm these days. Faking one wasn't an option for her, Roman's engorged ego wouldn't allow him to leave her alone until she was screaming his name. The shtick had gotten old and Morgan was tired of it. The deeper connection she yearned for was unobtainable so she'd settle for the little he gave her.

Morgan didn't know if Roman noticed the changes happening within her. She did her best to keep them secret, using feeble excuses like her new bedroom was too cold so an additional heater would be installed. Truthfully, it was to hide the fact that her hands and feet completely lacked warmth and could only revive whenever she was around heat. So far, she didn't think Roman noticed or even cared to. Morgan didn't dare to tell him that her severe headache often caused dizziness or that she was seeing a scary monster reflecting every time she looked in the mirror. She hadn't seen her own face in weeks! She didn't even want to think about the untamed need to kill perpetually, even after the massacre that happened. Morgan was no longer that beautiful, dancing butterfly who was so naive. No, a monstrous titan was emerging and Morgan wanted to see what else it could do.

She had gotten a tiny taste of her power two months ago when she broke down her inhibitions and lost her mind for a bit. It happened when she was still residing in Roman's bedroom a while back, it was another one of those days when the man she loved left her alone without an explanation on where he  was going or when he would return, only with strict instructions that his lieutenants were to train her nonstop for the next fifteen hours. They had happily done so and Morgan persevered, completing each challenge given. Roman had been missing an entire day and a half. He had done the disappearing act before but it seemed to upset Morgan the longer he stayed away. Nursing an aching heart and muscles, she was about to drift off to sleep that night when the door of his bed chamber creaked open. A frightened Morgan remained still when she saw a shadow move stealthily in the darkness towards where she lay.

"Roman my love, you haven't been to the East Wing in months. The girls and I miss you." her sultry, confident voice angered Morgan.

She'd recognized it from the night Roman took her away from the Mignon's castle, it belonged to the black haired bitch who thought she was the queen of everything. When Morgan remained silent, she heard the footsteps getting closer then felt the bedding being lifted off her. Her brazen act set Morgan off and she sat upright with the speed of lightning, grabbing the woman by the throat. Morgan's ears picked up the hammering of her heartbeat and the gasp when she realized that she wasn't seducing Roman. Morgan threw the woman across the room with ease and was out of bed the following second. Crazed with jealousy and anger towards Roman for still keeping his harem, the only thing that reverberated through her mind was to teach them all a lesson. Morgan grabbed the woman by the hair and hauled her scantily clad body kicking and screaming out of the bedroom and into the hallway. Her cries for help drew the attention of Maeve who came running to see what the commotion was about along with the dark pixies who flew upstairs from the second floor.