Don't Runaway [Book 2]

Chapter 33

"Enough," Crevan yelled followed by a cough. "Let us enjoy our supper as a family."

"Goody, are you going to torture us when we're done." I smirked.

Crevan glared at me as Melantha put him at the table. "Mel, bring in our other guest," he said titling his head back.

"With pleasure," she smirked. She walked behind me giving me a glare before walking to the other side of the room. Something didn't smell right. I mean it could be just because I haven't taken a shower but it was bad.

"You're the Runaway?" Victor said once again.

"Yes, okay I'm the Runaway. Did you not catch it a moment? I'm starting to question your intelligence," I asked back trying to see what that bitch is doing.

"You lied to me?" he sounded a little passed.

"I couldn't trust you. One, I didn't know you. Two, he was trying to hunt me down. Now that I see he wanted this to happen. Isn't that right," I turned my head back to Crevan.

He still had that disgusting smile on his face that just pissed me off more. "Your sharp little one, I'll give you that. Yes, I did and you played your part beautifully. But I have to say I didn't expect you to be bitten by Lycan and live through it."

"How did you know about that," I asked.

"My daughter," he said. Behind him the entire doors opened as Olivia and her other siblings walked in the room. One by one they walked up to Crevan and kissed his cheek before taking a seat at the table. Olivia was the last to kiss his cheek. He took Olivia's hand in his as he spoke, "I should also say I didn't know how strong your bond is with my little Olivia here. She was able to brake through my control. When she saw you over the cliff."

"Melantha told you."

"No, Helena. She has always been a good girl."

"Father," Helena spoke with pride, "let me do the honors for tonight's entertainment."

He smiled from ear to ear. "Yes, if course" Tonight's entertainment? If this is going to be her dancing on a pole for daddy, I would like to take a spoon a dig out my eyes.

On the other side of the room was a large stage. And it wasn't long for Melantha to drag in this big thing covered with a black cloth. Squinting my eyes it almost looked like a person could be under there. "No," I heard Dawn say. I took a quick glance toward her then back to the stage where Helena was now standing on.

"Ladies and Gentleman," she yelled placing her hand on the black cloth, "I give you," she pulled on the cloth revealing what was under it, "my brother, Marcus!" Dawn and I held our breath. His face was swelled up, covered in buries and blood. They tormented my father to the point that he looked to have been on the break of dying.

My body shook as I dug my nail into the arm on the chair. I tried to lift my body up, but it was useless. Helena, still had a hold me. "Let him go!" Dawn screamed at Crevan but all he did was laugh.

"But little one, we are together again. Let us enjoy our company for this will be the last day for my treacherous son." The monster of a man smirked.

"haha," I laughed a little, stopped, and then laughed harder, then louder. "I told you gramps! I'm not the only crazy one! Haha!" I laughed again, wiggling in chair and marching my feet.

"Edea," I heard Victor whisper.

I kept my attention toward Crevan as his smile slowly faded. "Aww, why the long face," I smiled, "let me fix that for you," I growled. I reached my arm out towards him, scratching his cheek. My eyes widen with excitement because one, Helena's power was for some odd reason weak on me and two I hit him.