Wolfeny's Journey (Editing on Hold)

Chapter Twelve: Broken Trust and Broken Heart

Recap:

I follow with my head down as my tear's fall to the ground and we walk up the stairs as I hear Ryder's for yell out something but I close it off not wanting to hear his voice ever again. I was lead down a hallway and into a room across from one that looked like someone lived there. I guessed it was Putnar's that way he could keep an eye on me and I was never too far from him. My room had a bed and two windows’ on either side of it and it had a built in bathroom. I didn't really care but it was nice to know I had my own bathroom. I feel the guard sit me on the bed and tell me Putnar will be right up. I don't answer or replay as I hear the door close I let out the sob that had been stuck in my throat for so long as I fall onto the bed and let the tear's stain the sheet's as I cry out all the pain and betrayal that was inside of me but mostly the pain.

I don't remember falling asleep but the next thing I know I'm being woken by a knock on the door and a voice calling my name.

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                                                  Chapter Twelve: Broken Trust and Broken Heart

Ryder's P.O.V

 "Wolfeny, Wolfeny! Please let me explain!! I didn't mean for any of this to happen!!." I yell after her but I can tell it falls on deaf ears as she keeps her head down and lets her tears silently hit the floor. After hearing the lies from my father and then watching them practically rip her brother from her after just getting him back has broken her. She doesn't see any reason to live since she has no reason to fight. I mean my father's part of the bargain has been fulfilled in her mind and so she is going to just let things happen. I know my father will actually return her brother back to her house since he has no need for him and he knows it will get her to obey him no matter what. Since he can just say "if you don't listen to me I will harm your brother" that would certainly make her listen to whatever he tells her to do.

I turned to my dad with anger leaking from every part of my body."You are a sick twisted fucking asshole." I say through clenched teeth. I watch as he turns to look at me. I see the amusement dancing in his eyes as he grins at me. "I know that my stupid moron of a son. I've known that the day your mother left with you. She called me the same thing you did just before slamming the door in my face taking you with her." I let out a growl as I try to lung at him but before I can get him his guard grab me. I struggle against them fighting against their hold trying to get to him. "Why do you even want her? Why would she ever obey you after he brother is safe and out of harm way? I mean what are you even going to have her do?" I yell him as I'm held back by his guards.

I hear him chuckle as he looks at me "It's not her I'm intending to use in the way you are probably thinking my son. You see I know that she won't ever fully do what I say because her heart isn't ever going to let her do wrong. So I'm going to use her but its going to take a few month's then year's to get exactly what I want. Of course this means I'm going to need you because well none of my guy's would do sadly to their total dismay and frustration you see." I hear the amazement and satisfaction that's laced in his voice. It takes me only a few seconds to realize what he meant by a few months and years. "You sick disgusting bastard!! That is the most veil and sickest thing I've ever heard. How the fuck could you even think to do that to her?!?!" I start fighting against his guard even more because now I really wanted to kill this veil creature of a man. 

I hear his dark laughter fill the room as his hands go to his stomach and I hear his guard chuckle behind me as they keep me in their holds. "Well my dear sweet innocent son. I can't possibly use her when she won't fully do as I say. You see she has already been taught right from wrong and her heart is already extremely pure and if she does something wrong. Well it would just destroy her and then she would be no use to me. So you see I need a younger model of her someone I can mold into my own little warrior. You know a fresh mind I can mold into the perfect weapon someone who is willing to do anything I tell them because they think it's the right thing." I could practically feel the wonderment and excitement coming off in wave from the sick bastard. I let could feel and anger and disgust building inside of me I felt like I was going to be visible sick. This man was talking about making a child do his dirty work.