Fire & Fangs (GXG)

Chapter 3 - The Dragon's Den

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TW: Blood

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A rattling of keys.

I heard a rattling of keys and flies buzzing...

Which could only mean one thing.

One of the sisters was coming back.

I braced myself, trained my eye on the door, and hoped it was not the sadistic one.

Fuck, I really hope it isn't her...

It wouldn't turn out well if we both fought.

I wasn't just going to let her do whatever she wanted, but...

Whoever it was, harming the Lady's daughter wouldn't earn me any favors.

It didn't take long for the horde of flies to come buzzing back into the room, my eyes trained on its erratic movements, anticipating its return. As it hovered, buzzing near me, I noticed a glint of metal reflecting the dim light—a set of keys floated in front of it. With a soft, almost unseeable shimmer, the fly began to change, its numerous tiny bodies merging together, elongating and expanding. In a matter of seconds, the fly had shifted back into its human form, and I huffed in relief, recognizing a familiar face.

It was the redhead.

Daniela.

I didn't think Daniela needed the key, given her obvious strength, but she held it with a sense of purpose, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips as she unlocked the door. The click of the lock echoed through the cell, a sound of impending freedom. I watched her, my heart racing with anticipation, and assumed this meant my release was imminent. The Lady must have finished whatever business she had, and now it was time for me to go. The thought filled me with cautious hope, the possibility of leaving this small cell left me feeling reignited.

"Hello again! Mother said you might've been a bad she-wolf, so she locked you up here, but she just told me to let you out and to guide you to her private chambers." Daniela said with a smile as she put the key in the lock, turned it, and threw open the gate with a clang.

"Mulţumesc. I appreciate you doing this. I don't think your other sisters like me that much." I huffed while I licked my teeth in annoyance.

(Thank you.)

"Cu plăcere! I wanted to come down here. We so rarely get new people. It's usually only the maids, and they don't talk to us." Danila replied.

(With pleasure!)

Daniela then moved toward me, slipping effortlessly through the cell door. It reminded me of how a shadow moves. Her presence was reassuring as she knelt by my side and examined the heavy chains that bound me. I stayed silent. She first tried the keys, her brow furrowing in concentration. After a few failed attempts to fit the key into the rusted keyhole, she opted for force. Daniela grasped the chains firmly and with a sudden burst of strength, snapped them open. The metal links clattered to the ground.

"Was that really necessary?" I asked.

"I couldn't get it open..." Daniela mumbled.

Once I was out, I flexed and rubbed my wrists which were now a little red, but I knew they would ultimately be okay.

I looked down at the wound in my leg and saw that it had already healed but left a scar where her sickle had entered.

I growled lowly when I saw it.