Alec's POV...
The blood in my mouth tastes like metal. "I... Don't know..." I say honestly as Raphael punches me in the face again.
I woke up tied to a chair in a metal room. Raphael is convinced that I know my past, but I don't! I wish I did. He has been beating me for what feels like an hour.
Tears escape from my eyes. "Don't you dare cry," Raphael yells in my face and punches me again. I want out of here now.
"I thought Magnus told you not to hurt me," I manage to choke out as I spit out blood. "Magnus isn't here," he says angrily. "So I'm in charge."
"What about... Ragnor...?" I look up at him as I see his fist flying towards my face. He punches me hard and I can hear bones pop. I'm not sure if it's mine or his.
"He's gone out on business," he says stepping back. He shakes his hand. "Stupid Nephilim..."
"What did you just call me?" I ask confused.
"Never mind that," he says wheeling out a cart. "If you won't respond to beating, then maybe you'll respond to this..." He holds up a knife. I swallow.
"Magnus," I cry under my breath.
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The Nephilim's Heart (MALEC) (Completed)
FanfictionDark, cold, and alone. Alec can't remember anything when he wakes up chained in stone room. Three figures step out of the darkness and two of them have knives... With an odd romance story, violence, and mystery. This is a story that... Well you h...
