Captured Love

Part 9

I felt cold, my body didn't feel like my own. My brain was telling me something was off. Slowly I opened my eyes, light blinding me till they adjusted. Focusing I saw white marble along the walls. The light was streaming in from somewhere above. I couldn't feel myself breathing.

'"Am I dead?"

In a panic I pressed a hand to my chest trying to feel myself breathe. My chest moved up and down visually but I couldn't feel the air in my lungs. I put trembling fingers to my neck checking for a pulse. Nothing was moving. I let out a sob assuming that psycho must've killed me and now I'm probably a wandering ghost. Immediately I stopped crying as I see my tears were not normal. My hands had what looked like blood and streams of golden light liquid intermingled together.

"What the hell is going on? It's bad enough I'm dead now I'm going insane in the afterlife too!"

I wipe the foreign tears down on the gown I was still wearing. Curious but scared I look under the flap of material where I expected a hole to be. More of the mysterious weird blood with gold was trickling down my torso from a branding scar where the hole should've been. An intricate design was engraved.

"You are awake it seems."

His voice gave me chills as my body reacted to the man who just killed me. I backed away instinctively from his approaching form not caring even if I was already dead. The fear was still present even in the afterlife I guess.

Ignoring my defensive posture he grabs my arm and forces my body to face him. He examines me head to toe not even bothered by the stains. As if casually he suddenly rips open the front of my dress exposing my breasts. I scream at the action feeling even more vulnerable then ever before. He doesn't bat an eye my newly formed strange tears or my chest only focusing on the bloody engraving in my flesh. He's holding both my arms apart as I struggle screeching at him to let go.

"The blood will disappear on it's own as the magic overtakes your physical form. For now you should be fully healed more or less and able to feel the bond now."

I glare at him bewildered,scared and pissed off at the nonsense he's spouting.

"What the fuck are you even saying, you killed me I'm fucking dead you murdered me!"

I screeched that last part infuriated. A wave of pressure shoved him back onto his ass. If I wasn't so shocked I would've laughed. He looked stunned for a moment then shook his head in frustration.

"You are not dead. You are alive and speaking to me are you not?"

I looked at him dumbfounded. Seeing my expression he continued exasperated

"You are still alive. I had to perform the ritual to prepare your body for conversion as it assimilates to this realm and my seed."

I processed his words.

"What do you mean? And how am I still alive then after getting my literal heart ripped out?"

I thought I died. He sighed as if an explanation was doing too much on his part.

"Come so that you may clean yourself and we will get you different clothing meanwhile. I will explain further after."

He rolled his eyes on that last part it was the first time I'd seen a glimpse of his old self from the person who was my date that night. I didn't take his hand when he extended it out to me. I refused to. Seeing my refusal he strode forward without hesitation and scooped me up princess style. Annoyed and confused I tried to wriggle out of his hold at one point even going to elbow him in the face, but he didn't care. He knew he was stronger than me physically and I gave up after a few minutes seeing how my efforts were pointless. Eventually I held onto his neck as he kept walking trying to get comfortable in his hold. I figured better to conserve energy and see what happens next.