Root Of My Curse

Chapter 2 - Elijah

JESENIA

USA – CALIFORNIA

Blackness. The faint smell of blood fills my nose. Pain shoots through my body, only it isn't mine. Growls and screams come from everywhere, the deafening noise of my Azatelia in pain. Suddenly, all I can see is red as footsteps approach me. My hands and feet tied with mistletoe, making my skin sting. I can easily get out, but then they'll kill him, and I can't let that happen. I must remain submissive, until they release my love. "Jesenia Eerika Varangr, daughter of Naozumi Taavetti Varangr. What a shame it is, such a beauty" the foreign voice echoes through the room, making the hairs on my neck raise. "Too bad you'll have to die today, flower" he mutters, as if I can't hear the bastard.

"What have you done to him?" I growl, looking around, hoping to find out what devil has taken him. "To your precious Elijah?" the voice snickers. "I swear if you lay as much as a finger on his head again, I will hunt you down and personally make your life a living hell whilst killing everyone you hold dear." The man comes closer to me, making it easy for me to see him. He grins maniacally. "Dear, he's being killed this very second and soon, you'll join him."

I'm brought out of my thoughts when I feel a hand slap me hard in the face. My cheeks are covered in dried tears and my hair is sticking to my face. I look down and see my hands red and bleeding. The only thing not broken in the training room is the roof. Punching bags are ripped open, weights crushed, the walls have scratches and holes in it. At least I didn't kill anyone.

"Are you okay, love?" Luci asks in her recognizable sweet tone. Usually I'm good at keeping my feelings intact, I know they can feel my emotions, but I don't want to burden them with my problems. They may argue that we are family, and that we are, but they will never understand. They have never lost their Azatelia, they can't understand the pain. This time however, all I need is to be held close by someone, anyone.

I shake my head, reaching out for Lucine like a child asking for its mother. More tears come streaming out of my eyes, staining Luci's grey dress with salty tears. My breath is becoming shakier the more I think about it. "What was the memory this time, sweetie?" she whispers quietly in my ear, stroking my hair.

I only sob louder at the thought. I try to speak, but my words come out jumbled. She becomes silent and kisses my head. My sobs echo through the entire house. I shake my head, not wanting to talk about it. Pulling up my mental barrier, I shut her out of my head and thoughts.

Luci quietly begins singing softly to me, rubbing my back. The Armenian rolls off her tongue with ease, instantly calming me down.

"It was of the night" I whisper into her shoulder after a few minutes of her soft singing. Immediately I feel her stiffen up and she stops singing. She brings me closer to her, hugging me tighter. "Please tell me about it" she whispers back with caution. The night it all happened, me and Elijah were the only one's taken. Granted I was the only one to make it out alive, I never told them exactly what happened. I wouldn't even let them into my thoughts and emotions, which made our pack bond weaker for quite some time.

Nodding, I take a deep breath. "I woke up in darkness, his screams and growls were everywhere I turned. My hands and feet were tied up in mistletoe, but the only pain I felt was his. He was brought to the dark room where they kept me" I start, my voice breaking. "His entire body was covered in blood and bruises; his head was cracked open" Luci gasps. "And then they.... t-they ripped out his eyes. His last words before they crushed his heart with the elder claws were 'I love you.' And I did nothing to stop it, I couldn't. It's my fault" I sob, my whole body shaking.

A wild series of growls erupt, and I know that the whole pack heard what I just told Luci. It doesn't matter though, we're thousands of miles from the hunters. We can't do anything before we get the claws back and destroy them. I can feel their rage all around me, coursing through my body.