Sansa and Freya exchanged a look with each other. They couldn’t understand but Freya had a bad feeling about that. Sansa ordered the other two guards wisely,
" Hey... It’s just a beast...Why are you panicking? Just go and drive it away!"
The two guards hesitated but Freya added a yell, forcing them to go outside,
" What are you waiting for? Just go!! Cowards!"
The two n who abducted Isabella went outside to see the beast. Right after they left, Freya asked in a panicked voice,
" Mom! Is it Silas? Did he find us? Oh my god! What will he say if he sees you here or finds out that you are behind the whole incident?"
Sansa began to break into cold sweat. She didn’t expect that Silas would bother to find them out in his werewolf form. Sansa stuttered, fear lacing out of her voice,
" I...I don’t know...I don’t know much about him."
Freya cursed under her breath as she muttered through her gritted teeth,
" You are useless! You could have just told . I would have been prepared."
Sansa glared at her daughter and responded with a scowl,
" How dare you bla ? I did everything to smooth your path! How the hell would I know that Duke Silas would be so anxious?"
Freya changed the topic, considering the seriousness of the situation,
" Let’s hide from here! Those guards don’t know your identity. Let them die in their hands."
Sansa nodded her head frantically, looking around to find a way,
" That’s right! We still can be saved as long as Silas doesn’t see us."
Afterward, the mother and daughter hurriedly looked for an alternative way. They quickly found a broken window and escaped through it in a different direction. The two n had no idea that their boss had abandoned them.
Silas’s beast stood in front of the gate. His black fur was soaked fully. In his wet form, his wolf was looking more fierce and scary. As soon as the two n ca outside, they gasped to see the black beast in fear. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they began to walk back. One of them opened his mouth to curse,
" Damn you!! Go!! Go!! Away!!!"
Silas needed no more confirmation. Isabella’s sll was strong here. So he was certain that Isabella had been kept in this house. Silas was fuming in anger already. Just when the man started to speak again, his wolf charged forward. With a snap of his claws, the wolf detached the man’s left arm from his body. The man roared in pain so much that it was heard from a very distant area.
Inside the house, Isabella had almost untied herself. After the two guys left her for a long ti, she started to try different objects in the room. When she heard a roar, a gasp of surprise left her mouth. She knitted her brows together and wondered if soone was here to rescue them.
After trying two more tis, the ropes in her hands were untied. She got up with a grin on her lips and went outside to find Freya first. When she arrived in the room, Freya was gone. Isabella narrowed her eyes suspiciously and called her nas a few tis but nothing ca in response. She spotted the broken window and was left flabbergasted.
Did Freya manage to escape?
She didn’t get the chance to think anymore as more of a roar of crying ca from outside. Isabella rushed outside and stopped midway to see the black werewolf in the yard, eating the man alive literally. Isabella muttered breathlessly, tears forming in her eyes,
" Si..Si..las...."
She recognized the beast and started to approach it slowly. Those two n were injured and groaning on the floor. When she ca closer, she saw Silas raising his paws slowly, ready to take out the man’s heart. Just as she predicted, Silas’s wolf dug his claws into a man’s chest and plucked out his heart. The man had died with one last cry in front of her eyes.
The scene shook her mories. Isabella’s lips trembled together as she recalled a very similar scene with her husband. Tears ford in her eyes and those horrible mories played in her mory once again. Isabella began to choke in her tears, slowly walking into the rain numbly.
Silas had lost all his rational thoughts at that ti. He killed the first man and went to the other man, wishing to give him a similar death. Just when he placed his paws over the man’s chest, Isabella started screaming and crying hysterically, her mories were entangled between past and present,
" STOPPP!!! STOppp... PLEASE..STOP..No...No... Please....STOP....NO..."
Only after hearing her cry, Silas ca back to his senses. His wolf ferociously looked up at the woman. When he saw her cries and throwing herself amidst the rain, he was slightly stunned. Silas didn’t kill the man anymore and started to approach Isabella. When Isabella saw him coming, she stopped crying and began to beg in tears, crawling away from his beast,
" Please... please.. don’t hurt .. Please.. please.. don’t hurt ...."
Her begging stabbed deep in Silas’s heart whose wolf beca calm and sober. In front of her eyes, he returned to his human form, hesitating to approach her or not. Isabella continued crying and begging him to stay away from her. Silas couldn’t take it anymore. He approached Isabella slowly and gently again, crunched down in front of her, and said in a whisper,
" I...I will never hurt you...I can’t...ever hurt you.."
Isabella didn’t hear his words. She hugged her knees amidst the rain, buried her head between her legs, and started to cry louder. Silas knitted his eyebrows. He regretted coming here in his wolf form because he thought that Isabella hated him, seeing as a werewolf. He stretched his hand out to touch her. Before his hands could touch her body, Isabella suddenly blurted in tears, whimpering lowly,
" Please.. Jasper.. don’t.. don’t kill anymore.. please.."
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