Dayla

Chapter 9

-Dayla

Words cannot explain the rush of fear I felt at that moment. Someone from the Chaos pack knew I was here. I stood there, paralysed. I felt so nauseous and sick that I didn't even notice Ruth pushed me away and ran downstairs, crying. 

I was in shock when I was left alone in the room. I could hear Ruth whimpering downstairs. 

A failure. 

That is what I was. Of all my abilities, it still depended on whether I could use them or not. 

I had been tricked into this. I was too stupid to notice it, but now it is clear. At every turning, I had encountered betrayal and treachery. And now I was cornered. I didn't want to go outside in the pitch black hostile environment. 

But I didn't want to face the man downstairs. Not someone who was potentially involved in the leadership of this pack. Faced with a dilemma, I first shut the door and held my hand behind it, to prevent anyone from coming inside. 

I hear an ominous silence before a sound of someone climbing up the stairs fills the void. The footsteps aren't cautious, so this man must be sure of his capabilities which just implied that he was in a position of power. 

"In here?" I hear a familiar voice whisper and in reply I hear Ruth's scared voice.

"Yes. Don't go in. She's really strong." 

I hear a chuckle and the rattle of the door. I jump, frightened. The knob twists and turns but I stay behind it. 

I hear, my ear stuck to the door, in apprehension. It goes quiet for a moment. I cannot hear anyone or anything. I assume Ruth has gone- probably hidden by her supposed brother away from me. But there was no need- I wouldn't have harmed her. 

I hear a footstep and then another, and then silence. It stays like that for another minute or so. 

And then I hear it before I'm pushed away from the door. It splinters and hits my body as I'm slammed into the wall by an invisible force. My head hurts and my arm is twisted under my body. I scream out in pain as a throbbing pain hits my throat. I look to see a splinter jutting out of my neck and mustering up all my courage, I try to pull it out. 

My arm gives out of support and I sob and claw the wood out of throat. The wind, now roaring outside, does little to calm me down. 

Blood flows freely out of my neck now, and I watch weakly as a boot appears in front of me. I can barely see anything.I hear a familiar laugh above me, but I can't look up. Tears fall on the dirty floor and lightning strikes outside. It sends flashes of light inside the room and I can just catch a look of two gleaming eyes which have dropped down to my level. 

Kaleidoscope. 

My heart is wrought with terror and my sobs just increase. 

Seth is here. 

The blood flows through and through, matting the floor completely red. My eyes flutter open and close in between intervals but I don't hear a single sound from him. 

My sobs are the only sounds which fill the silence. I can't fathom to explain how much my neck hurts. It is difficult to breathe with a hole in my neck, but before going, I want to see his face. 

"You aren't dying, Dayla." I hear him speak finally, almost disappointed. I'm too weak to say anything. His voice still has the same effect on me. It is as smooth as it was a few days back. 

With my waning strength, I'm able to whisper, "F-Face... Your Face." 

He's silent before chuckling. My fists clench and blood comes out of my mouth- a definite sign that the blood is in my lungs. In a few minutes, I'll be gone. 

But I want to survive. I want to see Ruth, and my brother. I want to be free. 

Lightning cackles outside and I can see through flashes of light the strong jaw of my mate. My heart aches at how I will never have the happy ending I deserve to have. The irony facing me is that I didn't even want to be Alpha. 

"I've decided that I won't let you die. See, you deserve so much more than death." He says strongly, with his voice gruff and devoid of any emotion. 

I wince and clutch my neck weakly. I'm pretty sure I'm going to slip into sleep now because this is too much for me to bear. I can't concentrate on what he's saying because I'm phasing in and out of consciousness. I can see light illuminate his face and I see a glimpse of the most beautiful face in the world. 

He has perfect lips with ruffled up black hair. They rest on his head in a haywire fashion- jutting out everywhere. His eyelashes curl under the shadow and I marvel at his beauty. He smiles cruelly at me and I raise my hand to summon one weak effort to save myself. 

For a second, nothing happens. But then, the floor beneath me starts sifting through like sand. I sink in, slowly and gradually while watching him smile. 

"Where are you going to go? To those night-seekers? They'll kill you. Me? I'll just make you feel miserable for the rest of your sorry life." I can see his hands clench by his side. But his face remains cool, calm. 

The blood, which is now coating my face is drying off, but a continuous trickle of blood flows down my throat. I laugh at him through my pain.

"Better them than you." I whisper, as I fall through the cracks, watching his face for the last time as I close my eyes. 

I can only protect myself by shielding my body away from the ground. 

I can feel the wind rushing through my hair. It whistles in my ears and I realise that my passage has opened up into a deeper pit- one with a rotting smell. I can feel myself slowing down, as I'm stopped by something... or someone. 

It's only for a few moments though, because now I can see that I'm in a dark, dark place. I can hear voices around me, but it's pitch black. Zoning in and out, I can see one tiny dot of grey above me. I look at it, entranced. 

Soon enough, I see glowing red eyes in front of me. I can hear the creature breathe heavily, but I've lost the will to fight. Red eyes appear in the frame of my vision, but it's too blurred for me to do anything. 

"Welcome to hell, Alpha."

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;-)

I like where the story is going. But I think it's going to be Dayla's story hereon. You just might see a lot of perspective as well. I think the most interesting will be Dayla's quest to escape (she may get a little help from a special someone though). But, as I have demonstrated, I don't like damsels in distress.

Therefore, it's going to be awesome to see Dayla discover more abilities and more variables to the conflict at hand. 

I think Seth is going to play a very central role because now Dayla is with the night seekers, so perhaps an alliance may be along the way.