Pain struck. Helpless.
That was all Alia could feel when her eyes fluttered open, and the events of what had happened before she fell unconscious rushed to her head.
She looked around, her gaze darkening when she noticed she was tied to a chair with tal chains. That wasn’t all. She was also in so kind of muddy prison with bars.
Moon wolf. Are you there? Alia tried to call her wolf, struggling against the chains with urgency.
No reply ca. She tried again, but even after a few tis, no one replied from the other side.
She bit her lips helplessly, looking out of the prison, where she could see Hannah talking to Killian and a lady at so distance.
They probably didn’t know she was awake or didn’t care. After all, where would she run like this?
She was about to call Hannah and Killian to ask what they wanted from her and why they were doing this when she saw the face of the lady they were talking to.
That ancient face...wasn’t she the sa woman who gave that mark on her wrist? Alia rembered her mother’s words and gulped.
They had an enemy in their cult, they said.
Did that an this woman had been their enemy from the beginning, and everything she said about the mark, about controlling, and all those words were just lies?
Deep in her thoughts, Alia didn’t realize when Hannah walked closer to her cell.
"Hello, Alia," she said.
Her voice sounded a little strange to Alia’s ears.
She just looked up, not bothering to answer the girl and give her the satisfaction of seeing her in pain and struggling.
Hannah smirked.
"What happened, Alia? Why do you look so dejected? Are you unable to call your moon wolf out?" Hannah’s expression was full of mockery and contempt.
Alia struggled against the chains at her words.
"You are going to regret this, Hannah. I am telling—" Alia paused.
Wait. Did she say ’moon wolf’? How the hell did Hannah know about her moon wolf? Apart from Cyrus, Kyle, and Amora, no one knew about it.
Alia looked at the girl carefully. Hannah’s smile widened.
"Haven’t you already? I am that demonic energy that warned you I will ruin you," Hannah said.
Alia’s pupils dilated.
She rembered her parents telling her that the energy probably wanted to kill her now more than ever because that was exactly what she always did, destroying every happiness the cult ever felt.
A little fear rose in her heart at the thought, and she struggled hard against the chains.
"I dare you to open these chains. If you think you are great and can harm and my mates, open these, and we can have a fair fight," Alia tried to provoke her, hoping she would accept the challenge.
Hannah, however, just smiled.
"Do you think I am a fool? Besides, who said I want to kill you? You are mistaken. I won’t harm that vessel that I want to co and live in," she smiled, evil dripping from her eyes.
Alia’s heart thumped at her words.
She didn’t want to kill her? And why did she call her a vessel?
It wasn’t hard for her to understand what the demonic energy was trying to do here. She didn’t want to kill her completely, not her body at least. She tried to take over so she could live this life.
The realization made Alia swallow hard.
"I won’t allow you to," Alia said resolutely.
Hannah grinned.
"Well, you are not exactly in a position to stop . Everything is almost ready." Hannah turned around and was about to leave when she rembered sothing and turned back to Alia.
"Hannah killed her mother to win the trial. When I offered her vengeance, she got ready to let take over. Also, don’t try to call your wolf. This prison is made from special soil of the forbidden forest, where magic is prohibited. Even the bars are laced with that soil. So don’t waste your efforts." Hannah said and left.
Alia slumped back in the chair, her gaze shifting to Killian, who was standing at so distance and talking to soone over the call.
As if he could feel her stare, he turned to her. With a soft expression, he walked to her.
"I know you hate . I an, you have hated for a long ti now, but I promise you once everything is over, you will co to love . This is good for you. I am freeing you from that monster once and for all," Killian said.
It was crystal clear that Killian had no idea about her two mates or that Hannah wasn’t even herself. There was a demonic energy inside her that wanted to take over, and when that happened, he would never get her.
Hoping that if she told him the truth, he would help her out, at least from this prison where she couldn’t call her wolf, Alia opened her mouth and was about to speak when Hannah beat him to it.
"Killian, we need wood for the fire of ritual. Please bring them," Hannah said.
Alia shook her head.
"Killian, listen to . Everything you are seeing is fake. She is not Hannah. I an, she is Hannah, but there is an energy inside her. They are not performing a ritual to sever the mate bond. They want to kill , take away my soul so that energy could co inside and—" Alia started speaking nonetheless.
Killian looked at the girl for so ti before sighing.
"Everything will be alright," he said.
Alia shook her head in denial.
She didn’t know what these two told him, but she needed to make him see the truth.
"Killian, you don’t understand —"
"We are getting late," Hannah said, and without waiting to hear what Alia had to say, Killian left.
As soon as Killian left, a smirk appeared on Hannah’s face.
"Now it’s just you and ," she said.
Alia watched Hannah like a hawk as she pulled a syringe-like device along with what looked like thin pipes used in a hospital.
A couple of bottles were placed in a tray that Hannah picked, and she put everything in that tray.
"Now," the ancient witch said to Hannah.
Hannah nodded and walked to the prison before opening it.
"What do you want? What are you doing?" Alia asked, panic clear in her eyes when she saw the needles.
Hannah placed the tray aside and raised her hand before bringing it down with force.
The hard slap echoed in the silent environnt, whipping Alia’s face to the side.
Alia could taste the tallic liquid in her mouth as her ears rang, her cheeks feeling hot because of the impact. Tears brimd in her eyes, and she quickly blinked them away.
"Because of you, my mom died."
Alia looked up. These were definitely Hannah’s words.
"I didn’t do anything to have your mom killed. You were the one who wanted to participate and the one who killed her. You can’t bla anyone but yourself for what you did. What? You think you are so kind of saint? You are Satan’s pawn, the worst of all." Alia said.
She felt no pity for a person who killed her mother for the throne. Soone like Hannah didn’t even know one percent of what it felt like to lose a parent.
Hannah gritted her teeth.
"How dare you?!" She raised her hand again but stopped.
"Now I would’ve let Hannah slap you again, but I don’t want her to harm the body that would be mine in the future." The demonic energy smirked before it inserted the needle in Alia’s hand.
Alia looked at the setup and finally understood what she was doing.
They were drawing her blood, her golden blood, and storing it in the bottles. But why?
"This will ensure your golden blood doesn’t hinder my taking over your body. I will withdraw a significant amount, so brace yourself. It’s going to hurt. After all, I am not a professional," Hannah said as she pinched the middle of the IV, making Alia scream in pain.
Now that is sothing I love to hear. The demonic energy said before she locked the prison and left.
Alia, who had already been healing from Dominic’s torture and had lost quite so blood earlier, started feeling dizzy after so ti, her breath becoming shallow as her body began to ache terribly.
It was painful, beyond painful.
Her eyes closed, and she wondered if this forbidden prison would allow the magic of the mate bond and if her mates could feel her pain.
As much as she wanted them to find her, she didn’t want them to feel what she was going through.
She didn’t know what she did to deserve this kind of treatnt from the world. These days, she had been feeling that pain was the only thing in her life.
Just when she starts to think everything will go alright, things have to go downhill in the worst way again.
Her pendant had lost its connection to the moon goddess, and now it wouldn’t work. Her moon wolf was nowhere to be seen, and she wondered if her parents would ever discover she had been kidnapped or if it would be too late by then.
Alia’s consciousness started slipping away once again, and she took a shallow breath.
"I hope in the next lifeti, I get the chance to love you again, Cyrus and Kyle," she whispered to herself before finally losing her grip on that consciousness.
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