Alpha King and I

Chapter 43: Tortured Again

I closed my eyes as he began to push the rainbow glass blade into the top of my wrist. He'd discarded his less painful one and replaced it with this, the same one he'd used when he'd first kidnapped me. It was his 'trusty favorite', given to him apparently by the same person who'd given Cadeth the porusae lined blade. I'd learned this through the human maid whom I now know is named "Star". She never gave me her last name, but she did let me know that the short haired werewolf was called "Yeo" for short of her real name, and that no one yet knew the new girl's name. She talked so little that other then the incident before, there was barely an introduction.

I tried not to push too hard, happy that I'd known at least two of their names. Thinking of this helped to distract me from the searing shockwaves which elicited through my body as Everett continued to push the blade in, while he simultaneously started to drag it back. Cutting very slow in a perfect straight line along the bone of my arm.

It took all of my will to keep still.

Suddenly his knuckles slammed across my face.

I opened my eyes.

He was back to focusing on my arm. Still slicing ever so patient. His words came out icy, yet oddly musical.

"Don't be like that Queen. Don't look away from me. I'm not so terrible..." he scoffed, "It's not like I meant to hurt your little friend, Rei-"

"She's an Admiral." I kept my voice low and firm. With so much time passed --I know not how long, just that its been long-- I'd grown adjusted to his ways. Knowing what does and doesn't upset his fragile state. Alpha Everett was nothing like my parents, nor like Cadeth. He was more reminiscent of a rabid dog trying to eat. Unpredictable, random, and with only one goal in mind. A goal he claims to be vengeance, but at this point I wasn't really sure. A lot of time, he wasted either expressing his rage, enacting this torture, or rationalizing his actions(that didn't go according to his wishes). That last piece, I suspect, brought him guilt. Such as now.

As I predicted, my correction did little to qualm his continued desire to talk, but at least pulled him away from pushing the blade so rough.

Alpha Everett droned on, "Yes, 'Admiral/General Rei'. I just didn't expect her to be there. See you weren't supposed to attend because as you have probably discovered, you can't shift." He began to push the blade in more aggressive. I held in a scream, holding in my breath at the same time. Gritting my teeth as my eyes stayed on his. They reflected the image back at me of my own distraught looking face. Although his eyes were fixed on the injury I knew he could see me too in his peripheral vision. So using what I could see, I tried to fix my expression to hide as much discomfort as I could.

My goal currently was to just refuse him as much satisfaction as I could. Unable to escape yet and without a plan, it was the best idea I could think of. The best way I would be able to help Cadeth and everyone else who may be worried about me. Nothing is worse than knowing someone you care about is suffering. So I will keep holding it in, and that way, when I'm finally free, if they ask, I can say it was no big deal.

"I barely broke a sweat, don't worry about me."

I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

Alpha Everett growled loudly before hitting me again. Right after, he moved the blade up then shoved it back down. Lodging it into the bone in the center of my arm.

My smile dropped. He glared.

"Wouldn't you like to know why you can't shift? Or do you already know? Do you already know that this defect, among many others, is the curse of being a Werewolf from the line of Kyns. Like you..." I sighed, taking in the information, concealing my naivety. My arm felt like it had split in half, it hurt so much.

I bitterly joked, "Is that your excuse for putting me through this? Do I not have the right because I am from the so called 'cursed' Kyns?" Alpha Everett pushed the blade down more. Finally I gave in, squinting in pain.

"You have no right to anything, you Kynsian beast." He twisted the knife. The crackling sound of the bone being shaved off echoed in the room. I squinted again. A small gasp escaping me.

"It's your kind's fault we have these stupid mates. Your fault for why I have to be stuck with this hole in my chest after losing her... Someone I wouldn't have even loved. I was already in love but your precious kingdom, your terrible king, took that away from me too!" Alpha Everett's voice was raised now. Not yet yelling, but bordering the line. I could feel the sensation of fear creeping over me with the change in his demeanor.

The grip of his hand on the blade tight enough to turn the knuckles white. He shoved the blade down again. My slowly growing terror putting me in overdrive was the only thing that stopped me from screaming. He must have been using magic too, as it was hurting far more than it had just a moment ago.

"You deserve to die you defective piece of shit, but that's your one saving grace isn't it?" My eyes burned and my teeth felt like they would break as my body tensed up. I needed to stay strong, but everything in me was begging not to.

He lifted the knife up once more, and stabbed it back in again. I tried to darken my thoughts, blank out, but it didn't work this time. I fell back onto biting the inside of my mouth. Instantly biting it beyond the point of bleeding, now to where the flesh was being ripped out by my own teeth. Giving me the distraction I needed to still keep to myself as Alpha Everett continued to move the blade around and around my inner arm aimlessly and angry. The fiery look in his irises returned.

"Weak Kyns wolves are so much harder to kill! Too bad this is the only way to get to him!"

Clank!

Alpha Everett pulled the knife out quick. Both our eyes shot up to the sound. It was the new girl, she'd dropped something. Her hands tilted downward and still. She looked up, right at Alpha Everett. That same stone look on her face.

Star ran in front of her. She bowed down as low as she could, grabbing the new girl's hand and forcing her down too. Alpha Everett stood up, his anger now directing toward them.

Star begged, "Please forgive her, as a replacement she still doesn't know the rules Alpha." I could feel my stomach drop again, nervous he may kill them both. My arm still burning, bleeding out all over my leg and the floor. He'd gone farther than before on his torture. Alpha Everett was definitely beyond pissed. I pushed a button intentionally; I shouldn't have.

How could I forget he had other lives at his disposal?

The new girl looked weary and just as tense as I had been moments ago. She flashed no emotions on her aura still, but Star was radiating yellow in large waves.

Alpha Everett walked over, blade aimed in their direction and ready. He brought it down, Star screamed. It went across the new girls face, but only the hilt.

He'd flipped it at the last second. As soon as it broke the skin, creating most likely a very strong bruise, he moved it back and marched away. Out the door with a loud slam. The new girl made not a sound. As she and Star rose back up, Star rubbing at some tears and the new girl with a small glare, I could see visible sweat dripping from the side of her face down to her neck. I wonder if the hilt hurt more than it looked, maybe she wasn't used to as much violence?

I studied her further and noticed the injury healed slower too. Not as slow as I, but it took nearly a minute for the cut to disappear. A long time for a normal werewolf.

I questioned, "Are you alright?"

The new girl turned to me, wiping away any remnants of harm. The glare dissipated to a hard stare.

She grumbled back, "Are you always like this-- Queen?"