Wolf Bond

"Do you think her wolf is gone?" I hear Ophelia's voice.

"I don't know, we have to keep checking to find it." Benjamin answers and the next moment I feel him cutting my arm causing me to open my eyes.

I don't know how long has been passed, but they are continuously slicing my skin. Now my entire body feels so numb that when they cut I don't even feel any pain.

Something in me is demanding to come out, as I glance at them directly in their eyes, but I know it is not the right time. The more they inflict pain on me, the more it is fueling that feeling.

"I think it is gone, as her wounds are not healing anymore." He sounds pleased, as he again slashes my skin. "But we have to wait until her system is free of silver, so we can draw her blood to gain the powers which we always wanted to have."

But then a warm feeling runs down my spine, and I know this Fire letting me know she has not gone anywhere, she is still with me just like she has promised.

They are treating my blood like some kind of sacred water. When earlier Benjamin licked my blood, the silver in my veins burned him but this doesn't stop him from doing this again, even Ophelia seemed really eager to taste my blood as drinking my blood will give them some kind of absolute powers.

I want to laugh at them and their stupidity because they still think that the power is in my blood.

I may have been blessed with the power of healing and protection, but my blessings will be useless without kindness and goodness of heart. No matter what they will do, they can gain nothing from me as their heart has turned black because a blessing is only meant to bring good to this world.

"She has done nothing and Moon Goddess has gifted her with so much power, while I was the one who should have been blessed with such power. For decades I have been trying to please her and what she had gifted me? Nothing. Instead she cursed me to sense other people's blessing. The blessings which I should have owned." Venom and jealousy dripping from her each word.

"Calm down, Lia." Benjamin rubs his hand up and down on her arm trying to calm her, "You will get whatever you wanted, soon we will have the powers which are rightfully ours and then no one will ever be powerful than us, not even Moon Goddess herself."

"I have to go and check on the perimeters to make sure no one was able to breech your spell." He kisses her temple, "Because even though no one is powerful enough to pass your magic, but we can't take any risks, as they were able to weaken your forbidden cast."

"I will stay here with her, because if she tries to do anything then I will take care of her in my own way," She answers him, while staring at me in a silent warning.

Nodding his head, he walks outside the room leaving me alone with her.

"Mate bond is really powerful, right?" She smiles as she walks towards me, "Nothing is more painful for a wolf other than the feeling of being rejected from their mate. It weakens the wolf and pushes them to madness."

"This is what I wanted for you... I wanted you to suffer and live in agonizing pain for the rest of your life because you snatched something which belonged to me. I want you to go crazy like, I have gone crazy knowing that the powers which should have been mine are given to an unworthy person like you." She grinds her teeth, "That's why I cast a forbidden spell on Donovon. It was fun to see you suffering at the hands of my puppet. But sadly, now he has to suffer more as he refused to follow my orders and break your mate bond. Now he will not only feel your pain, but I will make him see the death of everyone in front of his eyes... starting from your sweet little pup, Ella." She smiles.

A feeling similar to what I have felt when I killed Emma begins to stir inside me. However, the only difference is that is much more intense then that. My body and my mind recall all the pain which I had to went through because of her, especially the agony which my heartfelt when my Ella died inside my womb makes me lose the thread of sanity which I was holding onto until now.

Closing my eyes, I let that rage completely consume me, giving in to the demand of the darkness which is swirling inside me. I feel like something snapped, freeing me completely. A liberating feeling spreads over me like an important part of me has finally awakened from a deep sleep.

Opening my eyes, a sadistic smile lifts the corner of my lips, while the silver chains with which I am tied start melting, as my body starts to burn with new energy.

"You should not have threatened my pup." A dark laugh leaves my lips.

A surprised expression crosses her face, then suddenly anger replaces the shock as she takes a step back and picks up a silver dagger which I assume is charmed with some cast.

"Spells might not work on you, but this doesn't mean that it will not work on things which can kill you." She proudly looks at the dagger in her hand, as it starts to glow in her hand, "This silver dagger is charmed with a deadly spell, the moment it will touch your blood then nothing will be able to save you."

"You think this piece of crap can kill me?" I arch an eyebrow, eyeing the dagger, "Why don't you try?" I nod my head at her, prompting her to try her luck.

She attempts to plunge the dagger into my chest, but in a flash, I hold her arm and strike at her wrist with my claws.

"These are the hands which cast spells to ruin my life, right?" I smile while digging my claws till her bone, "These hands will no longer be able to do anything." I snap her wrist and give it a harsh pull to separate it from her forearm.

Feeling of warm wet blood oozing from her newly detached hand gives me satisfaction, which I have never felt before.

"Oops, it got separated." I sweetly smile, as her scream fills the room. "Hand of so powerful person, is so weak? Tsk Tsk... not done."

"Hush, quiet now." I frown and stuff her hand in her mouth to shut her up because her screams are giving me a headache, "I don't like your voice."

"Now let's see, what shall we do with this one?" I grab her other hand and cut her finger with her own dagger.

She doubles over in pain and start puking on the floor, which makes me laugh as I roll her finger between my fingers.

Circling her body I stamp my foot on her neck, pushing her face in her own vomit and blood, "This is where you belong, beneath my foot." I press my foot harder against her neck while glaring at her.