Forever Mates

Chapter 40

I said I was going to upload on the 13th but I just wanted to upload today since I just finished writing it.

There's a part in the chapter that I'm sure you might want to kill me. But don't worry it's all fine! Don't panic when you read that part.

I also wanted to say that I'm going to California on friday so it might be long until I upload. That's why I made this chapter super long.

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I looked at John confused. I was about to ask him what he was talking about when I felt it. The cold, dark and evil aura of power that terrifies even the bravest man. I didn’t have to look to see who it was. His dark sinister voice spoke, sending chills down my spine.

“Well hello there, fancy seeing you here.” He was sitting in the dark part of the room on a chair with a glass table next to him. His face and upper body were hidden by the shadows. The only thing I could see was his legs.

“It’s a trap,” John muttered, wrapping his arms around me in a protective way like before.

A chuckle came from Lucian. “No, it’s a tea party.” He set down a cup on the glass table. “See.”

A thunderous growl came from the far side of the room. I snapped my head in that direction just in time to see Allen spring in the direction of Lucian. He was tackled midway by two buff guys. Allen fell on the ground with a snarl. They pinned him to the ground, trying to control him. He threw one of the guys across the room. Seeing this, four others came to help. Two of them pinned each of his legs while the other three pinned his upper body. Another four came when they saw the five guys were having trouble.

“That’s a strong boy. Nine of my strongest to hold one boy, and yet, they’re still having trouble. I’m impressed.” From the tone of his voice I could tell he was genuinely impressed.

That’s funny. I never pinned him for the type to have feelings.

“My father will kill you,” Allen growled.

Lucian stood up from the chair he was in. His face slowly emerged from the shadows. There was a dark look on his face. He threw the cup of tea he was holding and started walking slowly to Allen, his coal eyes fixed on him.

“Your father is weak! He will never defeat me!”

Allen laughed darkly. “You’re just scared, you son of a―”

A sickening noise that sounded like a bone breaking reached my ears. I let out an involuntary cry when I saw it came from Allen. From one of the cells I could crying and sobbing.

“Allen!”

“Oh my god!”

“No!”

The first one came from me, but the others I don’t know. Though they did sound familiar.

“I’m fine,” Allen grumbled.

Lucian backed up from Allen. He raised his fist and started inspecting it. Blood covered the knuckles of his right hand. He turned to Allen with an amused look in his eyes.

“How’s your nose?” He mocked.

“It’s lovely,” Allen barked.

Lucian snickered like a little kid. He snapped his gaze in my direction. I felt John stiffen.