They found out.
Your father found out.
They know that you've been sleeping with a lycan.
But Christopher isn't just any lycan, he is your lover, and your beloved.
You love him and thought nothing would tear you apart.
But you were wrong. So wrong.
That's why you're where you are right now, chained to a pole, awaiting your death.
Christopher is in front of you, chained down like a beast. You two didn't actually think that your father would do anything if he found out, you just thought he would shun you.
But you were wrong about that too.
'Christopher,' You spoke quietly . 'I want you to know that I love you, and that I'll always love you.'
Christopher lifted his head up. 'No, Y/N, we're going to make it out of here. Just hold on, love, for me?'
'Christo-.' The large metal doors opened, and the royal guard came in, along with your father.
'You! I'll kill you!' Christopher flung himself at your father, but was pulled back down by the chains. The guard who was standing behind him pulled out a whip, and struck your lover.
He screamed out in pain and doubled over in pain.
'No!' You screamed. 'Stop it! Please!'
You father stalked over to you.
'You are no daughter of mine, engaging in such activities with mutts like him.'
'I do not want to be your daughter! You treat everyone who isn't like us so poorly, and you treat my beloved like garbage.'
You fathers eyes darkened, and he slapped you.
'I'll kill y-!' Christopher started, but was whipped again.
'Please! Do not hurt him!' You cried out. Hearing your lovers cries made you want to never hear again.
Your father lifted up his hand, signaling the man to stop.
Christopher's panting and your cries echoed throughout the room.
You and your father made eye contact one last time, before he walked out with everyone else.
You knew what was coming, seeing as how they locked the door.
You knew you would never see your love again, and that you would be dead within the next five minutes.
'Christopher...' you whispered, tears streaming down your face. He looked up, and all you saw was pain.
'Y/N,' he said dryly. 'I love you.'
'And I You.'
You both looked up as you heard the sound of the rusted roof opening.
Christopher's eyes darted to you.
He struggled to break out of his chains, 'J-just look at me, okay?'
You kept your eyes on the ceiling, watching as it slowly opened.
'Y/N! Keep your eyes on me! Focus on me!'
You looked at him, you vision blurry from your crying.
'I love you,' he said.
'I love you too.' Your voice cracked, 'Don't forget me, love.'
The roof opened slowly, and your skin started to burn.
'No!'
You looked up once more, awaiting your death.
The roof opened; your body bursting into flames, quickly turning to char and ash.
'No!' Christopher screamed. Within seconds your body was completely chard.
'Y/N!' He cried out.
Christopher collapsed onto the floor, staring at your dead body.
What was he to do? You were dead, along with apart of his soul.
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//Motionless in White Imagines//
Fiksyen Peminatthis book will be full of scenarios with the Motionless in White guys, and occasionally Mike Kuza. requests closed! //ONGOING//
