DAVIS
I wake up with a start.
Light fills the whole room and I suddenly wonder where I am. I look around and I'm met by shock when I realise that I'm not in my cosy bedroom but I'm lying on a worn out couch, in a small room!
Panicking, I try sitting up but to no avail. My neck hurts and I can't seem to move my head. I panic even more! Slowly, I lift my hand and place it at the side of my neck to feel it.
It's rough and I feel a lot of pain as I press my fingers over that one spot. It's really painful and as I still hold the spot, I finally manage to sit up.
There's nothing like a mirror or any glass window where I can check myself out therefore I keep on feeling the sore spot. I can't figure out whatever happened to me, however much I try to.
I finally manage to sit up straight on the damn couch and as I continue asking myself whatever happened, I hear fumbling of keys and squeaking of the door.
My eyes are now trained at the door and the guard from last night let's himself in, carrying a tray of food.
Well, I now remember everything. How I found myself in here...in this godforsaken dump site which they call a house!
Since Gerald brought me here, I haven't seen him again and I'm beginning to think I'll be held up here forever. I can't mind link my folks since it seems whatever thing I ingested into my system is lethal! I'm sure it's the famous wolfsbane!
“Good morning Prince Davis. How are you today?” the ever obedient guard asks as he places the food on the couch beside me. Well, there's no table in the room therefore the couch serves all those purposes.
I feel like strangling him now, it's just that he's heavily armed while I have nothing on me except my belt!
“Keep your pleasantries!” I scoff at him. “Get me out of here!” I bark, trying to stand up but my neck betrays me. It hurts so much and I can't even dare tilt it.
“Alpha Gerald is the only person who can allow you to leave. My hands are tied!”
“Tell him I want to see him!”
“He's not around. He'll come when he wants to not when you command him to!” he's done placing the tray of food and he takes a step backwards to leave.
“Then tell him I'm not eating your damned food! Let me starve and die here, that way he'll have my folks to content with!”
“Suit yourself!” he shrugs as he walks to the door and he closes it behind him, then secures it with a padlock as usual.
What? He's so arrogant, just like his f*****g Alpha! He doesn't care at all!
One might think I'm a common criminal being locked up in here! I'm a prince for crying out loud, an Alpha in waiting! These people should understand that and let me go!
I know it's the beginning of another long day while locked in here and I'm starving and my stomach is rumbling. I don't know what these guys are feeding me because I just fell into a deep slumber yesterday after eating their food. On the other hand, I don't want to die of hunger therefore I have no choice but to eat so as to stay alive.
However, I have a plan. I won't drink the water because yesterday after drinking it, that's when I started feeling drowsy. I'll just eat the food to my fill and then lie down here as I wait for my fate. I hope that my people back home are trying everything possible to find me and take me back home!
I use the water to wash my face and hands and I then start eating the food, praying that it won't send me to the deep sleep like yesterday because I don't know what happened to my painful and sore neck. I'm sure something happened to me while asleep though I can't place a finger on it!
Since I was starving due to eating only one meal yesterday and I woke up feeling weak, I finish up the food and I pour the remaining water under the couch. I want them to have the impression that I ate everything, even gulped down all the water!
I lie back on the couch after placing the tray down on the floor and I resume thinking. All I can do now is to whisper just a simple prayer to the goddess to help me out of this situation.
And praying I do...just as I used to see my mum doing when I was little. I sit up and kneeling on the couch facing the sky, I let out a loud howl just like the wolf that I am and I start presenting my supplications to the moon goddess.
I don't know how long the praying lasts since the next thing I feel is someone's hand on my neck. I didn't hear him coming in therefore I assume it's the guard coming to check up on me.
Cutting my prayers short, I turn to face the intruder and I'm taken aback when I'm met by a wolf in human form with the scariest dental formula ever!
The scary guy is standing tall above me with his palm smoothly caressing the other side of my neck...where there's no soreness. I panic instantly.
My legs get weak and instead of standing up to face the intruder, they wobble and I slump on the couch in fear. The guy hovering over me is a werewolf...that's for sure since his scent is allover. I can perceive it!
However, what I can't decipher is why his dental formula seems so obscene. Thin saliva is oozing from his mouth and without a warning, be lowers his lips to the spot he has been caressing and licks it.
“Who are you? Leave me alone!” I shout as I try to push him away but I'm no match to him. I don't need rocket science to know that the guy hovering over me is a vampire! Oh no! So he's the one who bit my neck and fed on my blood? No wonder the spot is sore and I'm weak!
“Stay still you brat!” the guy shouts, positioning his lips back on my neck. “Don't waste my time because I'm an impatient person and I might end up killing you if you don't cooperate!”
“Don't kill me please, spare me!” I try to plead with him, shaking in fear. If he sucks my blood again, I'm doomed...I don't want to die!
“Shut the f**k up, will you!” he barks and without a warning, he digs his fangs into my neck, catching me off guard as he joyously gulps down gallons of blood down his throat...my blood!
I scream in pain as I writhe under him, trying to free myself but to no avail. He's too strong for me, besides, his fangs are buried deep into my veins rendering me almost immobile.
After what seems like eternity, he lets go of me and withdraws himself from my neck. Licking his lips, he chucks a towel from his trousers pocket and cleans himself up.
I'm just lying there half dead and weak as I watch him cleaning and repeatedly licking himself off my blood and he seems to enjoy everything. After he's done, he grins, exposing his well arranged pair of teeth and I suddenly wonder where the fangs have disappeared to! Oh no! This one is a mystery!
And then I recognise him...He's Arnold, Gerald's younger brother but I didn't know he was a vampire. I've met him severally, especially at the battle field but never once did he imagine he would use his teeth to suck blood out of anyone! I really underestimated him!
Does it mean that this guy here is a werewolf as well as a vampire? And here I was, thinking that vampires only existed in fairy tales!
“I'm glad I've finally met the most arrogant prince on this planet, who thinks he can reject his fated mates and go scot free!”
“Why are you doing this to me prince Arnold? Please let me go and I promise I'll marry your sister immediately I get out of here!” I plead with him.
“So the arrogant twin knows my name?” he mocks me, his yes trained on mine. “Look here young man, you messed up with the wrong kingdom so you'll have to bear with the consequences!”
“Let me go please and I promise that my brother and I will never mess up with anyone else's feelings, please!” I've finally managed to sit up and I'm now in a kneeling position, trying to plead with him. “Don't kill me please!”
He grins like a maniac as he stands up from the couch.
“This is just the beginning young man!” he warns me. “Make sure you drink your water tonight because I don't want to meet you awake while on my mission. I hate distractions, you know?”
He then pats my neck at the same sore spot he just sucked my blood, making me flinch and curl myself at the corner of the couch far from him. Smirking, he straightens his t-shirt and walks out, his head raised higher up in mere pride and satisfaction!
I wait till he locks the door behind him and secures the lock then I lie back on the couch, tears running down my cheeks freely, making me drench my shirt.
What did I get myself into? Why did Dylan run away leaving me to face the consequences all alone? I know I was behind all the rejections but why am I the one to suffer? How did they know that I'm the most stubborn? Oh goddess, please get me out of this place! Please help my folks to locate me!
Here, I'm dealing with dangerous guys. I though Alpha Gerald was the only dangerous person here and I was planning on how to attack him or his guards when they finally show up but it's like I'm in for a ride shock. I'm dealing with something I've neither seen nor experienced before. Never once in my life have I ever imagined myself being someone's satisfaction!
Truly, appearances always lie. All that time I've met Arnold I've never imagined or pictures him to be this cruel. He always seems sophisticated, calm and composed...now I've seen and experienced his other side! I'm doomed to real. If this goes on, I don't think I'll make out of this place alive. The blood being drained out of my veins is too much and the weakness accompanied by the dizziness is overwhelming.
My mind is blank and I can't seem to connect with anyone and this is making me more helpless and weak.
I've already resolved not to pray any longer since Arnold came in as I was praying and nothing could stop him from feeding on my blood. I'm just discouraged, wondering if the moon goddess exists or she heard me and just decided to turn a deaf ear to me so that I can pay for all the atrocities I've committed in the past!
I need to come up with another plan because attacking my perpetrators is out of question. I'm too weak to attract or physically confront anyone! Crouching on the couch while sleeping, I blink the excess tears out of my eyes and close them wishing that when I finally wake up, all this will be over and I won't feel the pain I'm experiencing right now.... Oh! How I wish this was just a nightmare!