My mates are queens!?

Chapter 51

Alex's POV

"How-how do you know my name?" At this point, I've forgot the cut of my cheek and began to let myself go. My eyes still on the woman across from me as she stared at me with wide eyes. "I-I...you."

She grasped the bars, still staring at me as I got a better look at her. Her face was dirty and bruised, very thin to a concerning degree, hair all messy and knotted. She's a mess. Kind of looks like me after getting beat up by Arthur and his friends.

I wonder how long she's been here cause it seems like it's been a while.

"What are you doing here, little flower?" Her voice sounded terrified when she said that. But why is she calling me little flower? No one gets to call me that but my mother who's been dead since I was a little kid!

Gritting my teeth and letting out a low growl, ears pinned back, I glared at the woman. "Only my mom gets to call me that!" She looked hurt, like her heart shattered into a million pieces when I said that but I don't care.

I don't even let my mates call me that.

"But I'm your..." The sound of loud footsteps made the woman pause. Smelling the blood and sinister delight, my breath hitched.

Pressing my back against the wall again, arms wrapped around me. I painfully waited until the crazy man that sliced my cheek came into view.

His eyes watching as I shook in terror, staring at him with fear and dread. What is he doing back here? "It's nice to see you again, Alexandra." Doesn't say my name. Feels like bugs are crawling on me when you do. "How's it been?"

"You were here just a few hours ago." Gulping, I forced a grin, still trembling. "What, can't get enough of me?"

He stared at me for a moment, stoned face until he started to laugh his lungs out. Hearing made me stutter. It's sounds so psychotic.

Wiping the tears away, he turned his attention back on me. "You're a funny one, you know that?" And you're insane. "Funny ones don't usually last long here."

"Screw you." Grabbing some dirt, I threw it at him and hit the stomach of his shirt. Getting his fancy clothes all dirty now. Looking down at his clothes, then back at me, I regretted my action after receiving a cold glare that made me freeze in horror.

He was frowning, and his green eyes seemed to glow bright. Anger was coming off him in waves and, oh goddess where this waves coming off him were massive.

Feeling sick, I let out a small whine. Getting nauseous by all the anger. I would have thrown up but there was nothing to come out.

Hearing a low growl, he turned his attention towards the white haired woman. A smile back on his ugly face as the anger lessened just slightly. That's when I noticed the hammer in his hand.

"Ah, I see you've meet my sister, Alexandra." He sounded so happy when he said that. Wait, why is his sister here? Who's evil enough to torture their own sister? He's so sick "You won't support to see her but no matter, it was gonna happen sooner or later. I just have to teach those idiot guards a lesson."

"Go to hell, James." Ignoring his sister and turning back to me, he grabbed the keys dangling from his waist with his free hand. What is he doing?

Making his way through the bulk of keys, looking for the right one. My fear grew as the man unlocked my cell door and stepped inside, not even bothering to close it behind him.

"Don't you dare fucking touch her, you psycho!" The woman growled, shaking the bars as the man moved closer and closer to me. "Don't touch her!" She was begging at this point as she began to sob.

Her words echoed through out the cell as he stopped in front of me, staring down at me with such vile before he raised his hand over his head, and swag the hammer down on me.

My screams of agony mixed with the sound of bone breaking filled my ears.

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Author: Okay I'm serious this time, only a few chapters left. Also, sorry this chapter is short.