Trisha might go mad like Serge.
“Bye, Charleene. Take care of my girl.“
“See you!“ replied Charleene, ending the conversation.
I gave the mobile back to Gregory and he nodded to the four guards who were standing next to me. They took hold of me and I went with them without resisting. That was the deal. My life in exchange for that of my mate.
Trisha
For the second time since my abduction I woke up with an awful headache. Fortunately I was not hanging upside down this time. But I did feel sick and my stomach seemed to be turning over. I began to gag, then I brought up a torrent of blood. However the feeling of sickness was a little better after that. But not the damn headache!
“I’m so sorry!“ I heard Charleene sob. I turned my head and slowly opened my eyes.
“What the hell...“ I began, in disbelief, when I saw my best friend standing behind thick bars. Slowly, I looked around me and my brain needed a while to grasp where I was and what had happened. I was in the League’s prison, in one of the cells. Charleene and Lothaire had tranquillised me, then clearly brought me here. Anger and pain gave me the strength to leap up and stagger to the bars where I held on and stared at Charleene, filled with hatred.
“I’ll never forgive you for this!“ I spat at her and she visibly flinched. Her eyes were reddened and smeared with blood. She had been crying. Was Lorne already dead? How long had I been unconscious? Had the sun already risen and taken from me what I loved most?
I threw my head back and cried out, in emotional pain. Charleene called for someone. I heard footsteps and voices.
“Are you sure that she’ll cope with two doses so soon after one another?“ someone asked.
“She’ll harm herself if we don’t tranquillise her,“ sobbed Charleene. “We have to calm her until we have a response from the team.“
I lowered my eyes and stared at the small group that had gathered outside my cell. Altogether there were six hunters, including Milton. Charleene was holding a syringe in her hand.
I groaned, shaking the bars.
“You’re not tranquillising me again!“ I bellowed.
The six hunters came forward. Milton unlocked the cell door and they came into my cell. I was still weak but I resisted with everything I had. But it was useless. The six of them overpowered me, lay me back down on the bed and held me still until Charleene had stuck the syringe into my neck for the second time. Again that burning pain.
“Don’t let her go, will you. It can take a while as she fights against it,“ I heard my friend say.
I shouted and swore. I cursed them all, threatened them, but they held me very tightly until I grew more and more tired and I gradually drifted off into darkness.
Lorne
Those damn silver chains were burning into my skin. At least I did not need to worry any longer about all the scars that they would cause, as soon my whole body would slowly roast until there was nothing left of me but a pile of cinders. I clenched my teeth so that I did not cry out in pain. I did not want to give that satisfaction to the bastards filling the stands to witness my death. I was just glad that Trisha did not have to see this. I hoped that she would get over my death. Lothaire, Sean and Charleene had sworn to me that they would stand by her and if necessary, and I hoped it would not be, relieve her from her torment. Tears ran down my cheeks. I had not shed many tears in my life but now I allowed them to come without shame. It was not a disgrace to cry about one’s love. I did not regret anything. If I had the choice to continue living without ever having met Trisha or die here after experiencing a brief time of complete happiness, I would willingly lie here again and again, awaiting my death.
It was gradually getting light. I turned my head to the east. The courtyard was built in the shape of a U, opening to the east and so it would not be long before the first rays of
“Bye, Charleene. Take care of my girl.“
“See you!“ replied Charleene, ending the conversation.
I gave the mobile back to Gregory and he nodded to the four guards who were standing next to me. They took hold of me and I went with them without resisting. That was the deal. My life in exchange for that of my mate.
Trisha
For the second time since my abduction I woke up with an awful headache. Fortunately I was not hanging upside down this time. But I did feel sick and my stomach seemed to be turning over. I began to gag, then I brought up a torrent of blood. However the feeling of sickness was a little better after that. But not the damn headache!
“I’m so sorry!“ I heard Charleene sob. I turned my head and slowly opened my eyes.
“What the hell...“ I began, in disbelief, when I saw my best friend standing behind thick bars. Slowly, I looked around me and my brain needed a while to grasp where I was and what had happened. I was in the League’s prison, in one of the cells. Charleene and Lothaire had tranquillised me, then clearly brought me here. Anger and pain gave me the strength to leap up and stagger to the bars where I held on and stared at Charleene, filled with hatred.
“I’ll never forgive you for this!“ I spat at her and she visibly flinched. Her eyes were reddened and smeared with blood. She had been crying. Was Lorne already dead? How long had I been unconscious? Had the sun already risen and taken from me what I loved most?
I threw my head back and cried out, in emotional pain. Charleene called for someone. I heard footsteps and voices.
“Are you sure that she’ll cope with two doses so soon after one another?“ someone asked.
“She’ll harm herself if we don’t tranquillise her,“ sobbed Charleene. “We have to calm her until we have a response from the team.“
I lowered my eyes and stared at the small group that had gathered outside my cell. Altogether there were six hunters, including Milton. Charleene was holding a syringe in her hand.
I groaned, shaking the bars.
“You’re not tranquillising me again!“ I bellowed.
The six hunters came forward. Milton unlocked the cell door and they came into my cell. I was still weak but I resisted with everything I had. But it was useless. The six of them overpowered me, lay me back down on the bed and held me still until Charleene had stuck the syringe into my neck for the second time. Again that burning pain.
“Don’t let her go, will you. It can take a while as she fights against it,“ I heard my friend say.
I shouted and swore. I cursed them all, threatened them, but they held me very tightly until I grew more and more tired and I gradually drifted off into darkness.
Lorne
Those damn silver chains were burning into my skin. At least I did not need to worry any longer about all the scars that they would cause, as soon my whole body would slowly roast until there was nothing left of me but a pile of cinders. I clenched my teeth so that I did not cry out in pain. I did not want to give that satisfaction to the bastards filling the stands to witness my death. I was just glad that Trisha did not have to see this. I hoped that she would get over my death. Lothaire, Sean and Charleene had sworn to me that they would stand by her and if necessary, and I hoped it would not be, relieve her from her torment. Tears ran down my cheeks. I had not shed many tears in my life but now I allowed them to come without shame. It was not a disgrace to cry about one’s love. I did not regret anything. If I had the choice to continue living without ever having met Trisha or die here after experiencing a brief time of complete happiness, I would willingly lie here again and again, awaiting my death.
It was gradually getting light. I turned my head to the east. The courtyard was built in the shape of a U, opening to the east and so it would not be long before the first rays of
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