Chapter 4
Aria's POV
I was barely awake when they threw me into the dark and freezing cold dungeon. My body was thrown on the hard ground with a loud painful thud, but I didn't feel anything at all. I didn't feel the sharp pain that shot through my body nor the burning sensation where the thick silver shackles had rubbed my wrists raw until they bled.
Because the only pain that truly mattered, the only pain that I could still feel deep inside my body was the pain in my empty womb. The pain of mercilessly losing the only thing I had left in this cruel word.
My baby.
It felt as if my something powerful was squeezing my heart so tight like I couldn't breathe. My stomach felt like it had been sliced out with a blade, leaving nothing behind but a deep unbearable grief that I knew would never go away.
I had lost my child.
The tiny innocent life that had been growing safely inside me, the only family that I had left to hold on to in this cruel and merciless world was gone. No. Was stolen from me. Taken away. Murdered. Killed.
Tears streamed down my face as I wrapped my arms around my trembling body, holding my stomach as if someone that could bring my baby back to me. As if I could still feel the tiny, precious innocent presence of the life that had once been there. But all I felt now was just emptiness.
More tears streamed down my face but I was already way too weak to cry properly. I was too weak to scream. Way too weak to do anything except to lay in this cold dungeon waiting for death to finally take me away.
Maybe this was my fate. Maybe this was the moment I would finally die which would free me from this unbearable torment I was feeling currently.
Maybe my baby was waiting for me on the other side, calling out for me. I wanted to follow.
I wanted to close my eyes and never open them again.
But then, I hear footsteps coming towards the dungeon. Heavy powerful footsteps.
I shuddered at the sound, my arms wrapping around my body tightly as if I could just disappear but of course, there was no way I could disappear.
The footsteps came closer and then stopped just right outside my cell. The rusted iron door groaned open and I didn't need to look up to know who it was. I could feel his presence which was already a trauma to me - Damian.
The power radiating off of him was cold, emotionless and merciless. I didn't move. I didn't speak instead my gaze was fixed on the cold ground of the dungeon.
"Kill her." Was the next words I heard from his cold tone.
I stiffened. My heart stopped.
There was no hesitation in his voice. No ounce of regret. No second thoughts at all. Just cold merciless hatred.
"Take her to the woods and kill her there." He commanded as if my life was nothing. As if I was nothing more than a piece of trash to be thrown away.
Even after everything he had already stolen from me, it still wasn't enough for him. He had taken my body even when I was against it. He had taken my baby against my wish. And now, he wanted to take my life too.
A sad chuckle erupted from me. I had already begged once. I had already pleaded for my life. And now there was nothing left to fight for. Death felt more like freedom to me now.
Two guards stepped into the cell. Their faces were rugged and emotionless as they dragged me up from the floor. I didn't even struggle. I didn't even resist. I just couldn't. My strength was gone. My will to live was gone.
They dragged me out of the dungeon, my feet scraping the ground as they dragged me up the stairs, through the pack house and out into the cold night.
They continued dragging me until we were heading into the thick forest.
This was it.
This was where I would take my last breath.
I was too exhausted to care. Too empty to feel fear.
The guards stopped in a small, isolated clearing and dumped me there.
"Since the Alpha doesn't need her anymore. How about we have a taste of her before we finally kill her?" One of the guards asked his colleagues.
They all chuckled and nodded in agreement.
"I'll go first." The one who had dragged me said.
"Make it quick." The other urged. I was too weak to scream for help, too weak to struggle against them. I couldn't fight back, I simply just stared at the sky expecting anything they were planning to do to me.
What more could I do? I was already nothing but a trash in this pack and death was the only freedom I craved for.
At least this way, I'd be close to my baby.
Just as the first guard was about to force himself on me, I heard a deep commanding voice, loud and clear.
"All of you. Kneel."
That voice was full of power. Authority. Danger.
The guards froze. I could feel the sudden panic and hesitation from the guards as they shuddered in fear.
A figure came out from the trees. He was tall, powerful and the aura that followed him was majestic. Captivating.
I couldn't see his face. But I could feel him.
The captivating force of his power which sent a shiver down my spine.
The guards began to shake.
"W-We were just obeying orders, Alpha—" one of them stammered, his voice trembling.
"To rape her?" He asked, his voice cold and icy.
The guards shook their heads, fear and horror filling them. Whoever this man was was definitely someone that all feared.
"No. No. We.. I..." The guard shuddered in fear. The figure chuckled quietly and with a snap of his fingers, warriors emerged from the trees.
"Slaughter them and bring their heads to me." He commanded.
"Yes King!" The warriors replied in unison.
He moved closer to me and softly carried my broken fragile body. "You're safe now, Aria. No one will ever touch you ever again."
Everything faded and then darkness swallowed me whole.