His to Save

Chapter Fifty-Eight - the truth

I pulled on the thick chains as they fastened me between two trees, both which had been dead a long time. The area around me screamed death and destruction and I would be lying if I didn't admit I was beginning to get scared.

I groaned as the cuffs rubbed on my wrists and I tried to figure out any way to escape, there had to be a chance somewhere.

I watched as a group of vampires huddled around and I watched carefully, memorising all their faces, ensuring I wouldn't forget them, and I could kill them all once I was free.

I recognised them as the Kings of the east, south, as well as the high-ranking members of the council, apparently they were all excited to get a front row seat to my demise.

I looked around as I noticed the King of the West at the side, his eyes watching me carefully as I sighed slightly, at least there was one person Brand didn't know about.

I turned my gaze back to the other kings as I glared and I felt my eyes glow but before I could spread the magic I felt the zap of the cuffs run through my body and I yelled out loud, my body slumping as I let out a deep breath, the pain still coursing through my body.

"Liking my cuffs my dear?" I heard a familiar voice say as I lifted my head up, my vision still slightly blurry from the pain that echoed throughout my body,

"Mother?" I gasped as she gripped my chin smirking in my face,

"So surprised to see me again? Must say you got very close the last time we met, had I known of your incredible reflexes' things may have ended a little differently" she said as I smirked,

"No it wouldn't have mother; you have underestimated me my whole life. You were always assuming you were the best at everything, unwillingly creating a child who had done nothing but be the best since she could walk" I spat as her smirk fell off her face,

"Well for once I haven't underestimated you, these cuffs are of my own design, not even your magic could break them. This time you will lose Lillian, and I will finally get the one thing I have been waiting for, something I have longed for now for almost 200 years" she said as I narrowed my eyes,

"You will complete the ritual and finally be of some purpose to your mother" she said as I growled at her, anger filling me,

"And then if you survive, maybe I can get Brand to give you and your little mate adjoining cells for the rest of your existence, and then he can slowly waste away mad with grief once you're gone" she chuckled as I exploded, lunging forwards and my hands instantly wrapping around her neck,

My magic pulsed through me as I could feel the sting of the cuffs, but my anger seemed to override the effect, anger consuming me.

She gasped as I tightened my grip, my body shaking with rage,

"LET HER GO OR SHE DIES" I heard Brand boom as I was torn out of my anger and I saw him holding Cyrene by the neck a blade pressed against her throat,

As I watched I felt the sting of the cuffs overwhelm me and I was pulled back to the floor, convulsing in agony,

My mother scrambled back as I gasped in pain, a small trail of blood trickling out of my nose as I lifted my head again,

"I'm going to get free Mother, and you will share the same fate as Brand, I will destroy you for everything you have ever done to me and my people" I spat as she laughed rubbing her neck before she walked away,

I spat on the floor as I lifted my head to see both Damien and Evelyn being chained up opposite me, I met Damien gaze as I thrashed against the chains again, my body instantly reacting to seeing him.