SOMA:
I have never been this hurt in my entire life. Not in my existence. Not even when I was cheated by was when I was little.
Maybe he is right. I should have let him be from the scratch. When he told me that he wanted nothing to do with me because of his insecurities, I should have listened to him and let him be.
“No matter the situation, at least show her a little appreciation for making an effort to save you. Don’t you think you are being selfish by making her feel worse than she already is?” Leonard snaps at Luis in my support and I know Luis is not going to take it lightly.
“Stay out of this!” Luis talks back at him.
“You do not get to tell me when to speak!”
“It’s okay the two of you. Just forget about it,” I caution them before it could go further than that. And I am glad they adhered to it. Yeah, that might have been the most hurtful thing from Luis but I have no plan to confront him about it. I am going to brood over it and regret that I came here to save the one that doesn’t need saving.
The atmosphere is now quiet. Totally quiet that it has me generating weird thoughts, most of which are aimed at getting the entrance door damaged. It felt like something that I can achieve with proper resources.
And as if I am in line with the door, it suddenly opens. But nothing good attached to my thoughts come with it. Instead, about three to four of the masked men are in here coming at me. How do I know that? Because they were focusing on me alone instead of the others.
When they get to me, they grab at me, two of them, and I start to struggle. Another has gone behind me, unlocking my hands from the chains and I can tell that this situation is more intense than I can make it out to be.
Even when my hands get free from the chains, I realize I could not use them against the bastards. I wish I could because I have it in me to tear a major piece of their faces.
I am pulled up to the ground with something tied to my hands behind me. My legs are left the same way, bound together with chains. There seemed to be no need to take that off me.
“Get your filthy hands off me!” I yell as they start to pull me out of the room. It was a struggle for them, so much that the jacket that I used to cover my body dropped to the floor. They had to resort to the help of the remaining two to get me away from where I stood firm because I was not going to be taken to any place.
“Let her go, you bastards!” Leonard’s voice reigns in the air, and it happens exactly when I get to where Luis was chained. I am expecting him to do the same thing Leonard did but he does not. He only looks at me briefly and then takes his eyes off.
I try to ignore that because dwelling in it would only hurt me more than I already am at the moment. I’m a total mess right now and definitely do not need to bother myself about the one I call my mate that was letting his sentiment take the better part of him.
The lights outside blond me a momentarily, not giving me the chance to see where the room we were put in is located. But that should not important because I finally get used to the light and see that we are right outside a part that I have no idea of because we never went through here throughout the fight.
The rest of the journey as they drag me to an unknown destination is safe for them. I do not bother to struggle it out with them because I know it is useless. The weaknesses of a wolf were giving them an edge over me and there was no fighting against that. Makes me wonder how they can get a large supply of bane and silver. It feels sickening.
As soon as they get in front of a door, one of them goes to open it and then they push me into it. There is a chair ahead and so they take me to it. And on the chair, I am bound like an animal with chains that are there already.
“I swear if I get out of these chains, I will rip every one of your hearts out and feed them to the birds. Untie me, you bastards! Untie me if you’re men enough!” I snarl at them as they all make their way outside. And when they arrive outside, they bolt the door, leaving me alone inside the room. Or so I thought.
“Dammit!” I yell, infuriated by the change of events from what I pictured it to be. I should be focused on being frustrated but how many times do I want that feeling to get a huge part of me? How many? “Arrgh!”
“That temper...” I hear that voice and I will not lie that I get scared at first. I thought I was the only one here. “That temper is the biggest problem with you, Soma. I have always been against that temper but there was nothing I could do about it,”
And the presence of the speaker is revealed. Instantly I recognize who it is but not by the face because he is masked, instead, it is by the clothing and the aura. “You!” I say out loud, anger laced in my tone. It is the one I believed to be the mastermind of Luis’ mind-control. The very person that had been on top of that roof when I was fighting it out for my life against Luis. And the very person that set me into a trap that I fell for.
“It was too easy catching you, you know. But just as I told your mate, it would not have happened if I had gone after you directly. I do not mind the few men I lost just to do so. It was worth it.”
“And that was why you turned him against me, huhn? You thought he would be the one to finish me off, is that right? I'm sure you’re so disappointed now,”
I do not know who this is but I have this urge to taunt him and that is why I am making fun of his ruined plan. He might be having the upper hand here but I was not planning to back down.
“It doesn’t change the fact that you are at my mercy,” he says. “And I can do whatever I like with you. Something like this,”
It was unexpected but I suddenly get a bit right across my cheek. My head moves to the side from the impact and I can feel how hurt my cheek is.
Not minding how painful the hit was, I look back up and say with a cheeky smile, “That didn’t hurt enough. Are you a sissy behind that mask?”
And instantly I get another punch right in the face, hurting more than the first. Wow, the dude can hit.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” I hear him say and I look back at you with the smile still on my face.
“Why not go for another, huhn?”
“I would, when the time comes,” he then shakes his head, probably on his cheeky I am being in a situation like this. If he was someone that knows me, he would know how much I do not give a fuck about situations like this. “I wish you know how irritating you can be whenever you are in this situation. Maybe you haven’t been told before, but hear it from me as a first timer. Or maybe a third timer because I have made it known to you in the past,”
The statement immediately has me wondering what he means by that. Is he someone I am aware of or what? Feels weird, I must say.
“Why are you talking like you know me too well? Are we acquainted in any way?”
“So you still haven’t gotten the memo? Of course, we are acquainted. Much more than you can even imagine,” And then he proceeds to grab hold of the mask over his face to reveal his identity. And this shocks me more than when Mark reveals his face to me.
“Harold!” I yell out my brother’s name, and I cannot be more than stunned enough for a whole day. What is going on with people around me?
“Hello, little sister. Surprised to see me?”
“What did you do all of this for? What did I ever do to you? I’m supposed to be your sister!” I have suffered enough hurt for today to still be hurt by a blood of mine. We were never close, never saw eye to eye, but I would never expect to have him being the one plotting against me.
“Why did I do all these? It’s simple. I want to take my rightful position back. And the only way to do that is to take you out of the picture for good.”
“Dammit, Harold. You could have just asked and I would have handed the position to you!”
He shakes his head, disappointment flooding his expression. “There you go being naive again,” he says. “How can I just ask and then get the position back? Do you think that is how the Alpha role works? I would not have gone through this means if it were that easy,”
“But this means was not necessary. You have taken a lot of lives just to get a role that would not last forever,”
“And I do not regret it. Do you think if I do regret it, I would have killed the former leader of the Black Lotus just to be the new leader and do things according to my will? Of course, I have no regrets. The only regret I have is becoming a Black Lotus member when I had not gotten the chance to take up the role of the Alpha of the Blood Crescent pack. If I had known it would result in me not being allowed to take up the role, I would never have been a member. Never!”
This is the first time I would be hearing a reason other than what I thought was his reason for declining the role. But it does not change his identity as a monster in my eyes. My brother is not who I thought he is.