Chapter 48 <b>– </b>Questions and Answers
“Belief can be manipted. Only knowledge is dangerous. -Frank Herbert
Kiya
I should spend a normal summer evening in my bed with the air conditioner sting, surrounded by fatty snacks, and a good movie ying on the television screen. Rxing with a touch ofzy. At least, that should be how I spend my first night back home.
Instead, I’m smashing my enchanted wrist cuffs against the corner of avish table in a fancy room in a strange mansion in the middle of nowhere! My saving grace is I’m alone without Osiris‘ pet snake. He took Pepi with him because he knew I’d punt that thing <b>like </b>a football again. Artemis, watching mytest feats in the corner of my mind, snorted as I failed to make a single dent into my cuffs. I’ve been trying to escape out of these things for hours with no luck!
“I think its clear to say the old–fashioned way is not helping you to <b>get </b>out of those things.” She pointed out. “You’re going to tire yourself out.”
“Whatever magic is in these things is tiring me out!” The only thing more dented than the table corner is my ego. “F*cking hell! Osiris is an asshole for putting these things on me!”
“It’s obvious he doesn’t want you fighting back. Kidnappers want their victims helpless.”
“Too bad for him. I’m not a victim.” Giving up on the cuffs, my mind goes into overdrive to create another n. Osiris is a shrewd and cunning man, cutting off all escape routes. He nned this long before capturing me. I’ve contemted throwing myself against the window a third time, butyers of unbreakable <b>ss </b>reinforced. the damn thing. To add insult to injury, since I cannot ess my powers or shift, my body to the window was like a rubber ball to a wall. I bounced back. Hard.
Then, there is the door. Osiris bolts it closed every time he leaves. But if I could escape through <b>the </b>door, I have to deal with Cerberus guarding the door on the other side. Considering the extreme height and build differences between us, all he has to do is flick my head with a finger and I’m forced back inside.
Frustration bubbled and sizzled, coursing through my veins as I’ve reached the limit of my dwindling patience. Caged inside an airless room with no <b>escape </b>reminded me of my dark days, and I hated it. I hate Osiris for what he’s doing to me<b>; </bying cryptic messages only to irk me for his amusement.
My stomach growled like a lion with hunger twisting my insides. I haven’t eaten since I woke up and it added to my irritation. ording to Galen, a hungry me is never a pleasant sight. Well, if worstes to worse, I <b>could </b>eat <b>Osiris</b>‘ stupid face.
Speaking of that snake, the story of his past hadn’t left my thoughts. It interconnects his pain and mine. through the brutality we suffered under the same pack that should’ve protected us. Zircon Moon had failed us both for years, <b>and </b>I can’t say I’m surprised. However, a part of me urges to exercise caution. A chance that Osiris is <b>making </b>the story up is high. He could use this false tale to manipte me.
Deep down, I feel he isn’t lying. But could Osiris <b>be </b><b>sick </b>enough to dream up such <b>a </b>story? To fake his suffering<b>?</b>
My mind suddenly shes to my first kidnapping; the evident fear from the other avatars, the unyielding sense of control from the hybrids–everything <b>reyed </b>like a broken record. I still remember the panic when
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Nadia helped free us and the chaos that followed. We could’ve <b>died </b>that day because of Osiris‘ actions.
Nadia’s <b>fate </b>is still unknown. Sitting on the bed, I thought about that innocent human <b>and </b>how she was unfortunate to get tangled into that mess. My vision blurred as I remembered the exhaustion in her <b>eyes </b>when imprisoning us and the determination when she set us free. That woman, bound to that monster, risked her life to save us. Those hands broke our <b>chains </b>and led us to our freedom. I owe Nadia my life. However,
Cerberus snatched her back in <b>that </b>fire and that’s thest I <b>saw </b>of her.
Is she alive or dead? What about Lucien, the vampire who was with her?
My lips contorted into a scowl. I had questions, and Osiris <b>has </b>the answers. While I do sympathize with him, that’s no excuse for what he’s done. He almost killed my family, just as <b>he </b>did again today. That’s unforgivable!
So, like the unwilling, hell–raising prisoner I am, I made noise to get his attention. My fists and feet made an ensemble of obstreperous racket made of stomps, wall <b>hits</b>, tossing items about carelessly, and screaming like a toddler on time–out. Osiris has no right to ignore me for hours, leaving me <b>hungry </b>and pissed!
Lucky for me, my behavior granted my wishes. Like a mysterious magician, the bastard appeared at my door with savory smelling food on a carrying tray. His face failed to hide his irritation as his crimson eyes soaked in the mess I’ve made of the room.
“There are better ways of getting my attention, Little Moon.” Osiris huffed. “You didn’t have to throw a
<b>tantrum</b><b>.</b>”
“Oh, I’m sorry! N Next time I shall ring for a butler to go fetch you!” I shot back. My eyes trailed his movements as he set the tray on a bare table. On cue, my stomach demanded for therge te of creamy chicken alfredo with breadsticks and seasoned broli on the side. A small pitcher of water was there as well. Werewolf instincts wanted the food, but I remained put. “I’m not eating that.”
“Why not? I know you haven’t eaten, and I wouldn’t want you to go to sleep hungry.”
“Oh, now you care for my wellbeing? I’m not taking the risk of getting drugged again.”
“You much rather starve? Don’t worry, I didn’t drug your food.” Osiris chuckled, gathering the fallen items, and setting them back on the bed. “I don’t think someone with an appetite of your caliber should go long without food. Plus, I made it and I like to <b>know </b>what you think.”
My mind <b>spun</b>. Did my kidnapper ask me to rate his food? I might be an amateur food critic, but it doesn’t change my mind. In defiance, I crossed my arms and stared him down. “No, I don’t trust you.”
“<b>Fair </b>enough.” He shrugged. “Well, what can I do to make <b>you </b><b>eat</b>? Your stomach <b>roars </b>louder than untamed
lions.”
“Speeding past thatment, I have questions. Answer them, and I’ll consider <b>eating</b>.” It doesn’t help <b>that </b>the presentation is immacte. Osiris regarded me with a heavy look after resetting the nkets. His long silvery hair swayed with his movements like silk, and his red eyes held amusement. Moving with grace, he took a seat on the mattress<b>, </b>crossing one leg over the other and folded his <b>hands</b>.
“Very well. <b>Ask </b>away, dear.” He shed his pearly white teeth, unbothered to hide his fangs. The surrounding atmosphere thickened with a sense of danger, prompting my heart to race in my chest. Averting my eyes, I focused on the paintings rather than the heat of his stare.
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“Don’t call me ‘dear.” I snarled. “We’ll start with the first kidnapping. Why did you take the avatars in the first ce?–
“I wanted an army and I still do. Society has mistreated hybrids for so long, so I did something about it. I have…ns, <b>Kiya</b>.” His frank honesty was rming. “Avatars have incredible potential, but itsid to waste. We’re practically gods yet many chosen to assimte into modern society.”
“You’re one yourself. If you im that we’re walking gods, then there is no point in needing us.”
“That’s where you’re mistaken. Sure, let’s take the notion that we’re put on this earth <b>to </b>spread some bogus message about unity and whatnot amongst our species. That’s the typical tale we’re told, unless your deity is one of darkness. We can bend and mold reality however we want, but some choose not to. I, for one, will do whatever the f*ck I want.”
I grabbed a chair and <b>nted </b>my behind on the soft red cushion several feet from the mad vampire. “You said you wanted a partner in your ns, but what about Nadia? She’s your mate, and you strung her along like a doll.”
Osiris red back at me, crimson void of its earlier amusement. “Take a gander at what happens to traitors. Nadia <b>was </b>my mate, but like all humans<b>, </b>she was worthless in the end. Set was enamored of her, desperate to make her his. After I got rid of him, the bond disappeared. However, Nadia still had some use and since she was in <b>love </b>with me, I kept her around.”
“Nadia had more backbone than you! She was a gift, and you threw her aside!” I shouted, fists shaking at my sides. “She risked everything forplete strangers, and you killed her because she stood up against your tyranny! She was a human, she’s better than you!”
Osiris refused to confirm or deny that he killed her, but I didn’t need it. Nadia was the bravest human I’ve <b>ever </b>met. At the bottom of the totem pull in that crazy cult–like prison, she <b>did </b>what was right. Sadness chilled my core in thought about her unfortunate fate. Selene paired her with Osiris for a reason, and I don’t think that reason ever came to fruition. Osiris” madness was <b>too </b>strong for her to heal.
I wanted to cry, but I refused to in front <b>of </b>the beast. Blinking back my tears, I steadied <b>my </bbored breathing, controlling the urge to leap from my seat and tear those white tresses out of <b>his </b>scalp.
<b>“</b><b>Are </b>you done?” Osiris asked, bored.
“No.” I shook my head. “What’s the point in all of this? <b>You </b>brought me here and I deserve the right to know what your ns are with me. If you’re such a powerful avatar, you don’t need me to destroy Zircon Moon.”
“You’re right. Logically, I don’t need you to destroy that sorry pack, but your purpose is much greater than that. Why stop with just one?”
“Wait…” A sudden thought struck my <b>head</b><b>, </b>remembering the stories and reports trailing back several months. “Are you the one responsible for the recent destruction of the packs <b>around </b>Nevada and in the Tri–state area?” His shy smile gave me his answer. “Do you know how many lives you’ve destroyed?!”
“Hundreds and each of them deserved their fate!” Osiris shot back. I rose from my <b>seat</b>, ring at him with all the hatred I can muster.
“You’ve <b>destroyed </b>families! Your beef is with Zircon, but you’ve <b>destroyed </b>other packs for what?! Do you <b>hate </b>werewolves that much?”
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“Yes. And that is why you’ll help me cleanse the world of <b>them</b>.” My heart dropped to the floor. Sweat
perfused out of my pores with the growing sensation of uneasiness settling in as Osiris continued. “As the to bless
avatar of Selene, not only do you <b>have </b>the power hose hounds, but you can destroy them too. Bend
them to your will. But, since you’ve only awoken a <b>short </b>time ago, you don’t understand the full depth of your powers, judging by that cute look on your face.”
“Listen <b>and </b>listen well, you <b>bastard</b>.” I snarled, “There is no way in hell that I’ll help you aplish this messed–up mission. I <b>have </b>my problems with Zircon, but it’s <b>not </b>enough to wish death against my race! I’m sorry for what happened to you and Amber, but I’m <b>not </b>her. And I’ll never <b>be </b>your puppet.”
Osiris released a burst of wickedughter<b>, </b>not quite from the belly but from the throat. “You say that now, but the darkness within you says different. Believe what you want, Little Moon, but nothing can stop me. Not even you. Soon, you’ll realize that it is better to destroy than to mend.”
“You’re a monster!” My shouts meant nothing to him as he stood to <b>take </b><b>his </b>leave.
“Eat. I’ll be back for the dishes.”
Oh, no, he won’t ignore me like this! “You <b>im </b>Selene spat on <b>Amber’s </b>memory <b>by having </b>me born in Zircon Moon, but all I see, is you shitting on her memory too. To list off the <b>shit </b>you’ve done; you took me from my <b>family</b>, marked me against my will, <b>and </b>imprisoned me here! You’re just like <b>Alpha </b>Titan<b>!</b>”
Ured
The vampire stopped in <b>his </b>tracks. His back went rigid as he stood straight and tall. Anger erupted and out of him like scorching–hotva threatening to burn everything in the room; me included. Before I could <b>blink</b>, my world blurred in a flurry of muddled colors <b>and </b>my back was forced against the <b>wall </b>with heavy, furious panting above me.
When my vision cleared, glowing crimson peered deep <b>into </b>my soul, <b>chaining </b>it to its metaphorical prison. I couldn’t look <b>away</b>, nor did I have the strength to. In his haunting red, fury swam, toiled, and burned Osiris” enormous hands pinned my wrists to the wall, sending shivers rocketing through my body with reckless abandon. The distance between our bodies was nonexistent, for my chest and torso can feel every inch of his hard muscles. My heart throbbed in synchronicity with my mark, which my mind hated but my
body loved.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Little Moon.” Osiris‘ thick, hoarse voice rung like sirens in my ear with his breath tickling my earlobe. “But if youpare me to that beast in <b>wolf’s </b>skin again, there will be repercussions you
won’t like.”
After what seemed like an eternity, the vampire released me from his hold. My knees buckled and gave out, sending me to the ground. “Eat.” He ordered before exiting my room in a flood of heat, mming the door behind him. I press my hand to my chest<b>, </b>steading my rapid breathing that came about <b>as </b><b>soon </b><b>as </b>he left.
I pissed off a vampire and lived. <b>And </b>I’m not waiting around for a next time!
The <b>alfredo </b>has gone cold, but I couldn’t care less. Staying around a dangerous, insane vampire is not part of my life ns, but getting the hell of here is. Solidifying my resolve<b>, </b>I shot up on my feet and ran to the door, hoping Osiris forgot to lock it.
And what do you know? He did! The door swung open with <b>a </b><b>soft </b>squeal, revealing a barren hallway without a soul in sight. Taking a deep whiff, Cerberus scent has gone stale and Osiris <b>is </b>nowhere to be found.
“What a f*cking idiot!” I cackled through my mind–link with Artemis. “It’s smooth sailing from here!”
“Be careful, Kiki.” My wolf warned. “It could be a trap.”
“Understood
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