Chapter 54: Chapter 54

Chapter Fifty - Four

Linda

I lost track of time, waiting for the Twins to show up at my door but none of them did. I think I have an idea on what they were doing.

"Tomorrow." Elijah had said. I closed my eyes as the word echoed inside my head. It seemed so surreal that I was wondering if I heard it right or not.

But I had.

It was the correct word I had heard. I know this because I saw the expressions on twins' faces. They looked shocked and I wondered if that was news to them. They knew that I was going to be executed for what I had done, but I doubted that they knew it would be tomorrow.

Tomorrow. Only a few hours later.

Tomorrow, right at this time, I would be going to or might already be dead. I could not believe it.

I remembered in my past, every single day when I was getting beaten up only one thing got me going, the hope of surviving through it all and living a free, carefree life after that. But that hope was completely diminished now.

I wondered what my master was doing at the moment. How would he behave when he finds out that I no longer exist? I felt like ants crawling all over me when I realised that I had given away his secret to the enemy. It was not like I hadn't gone directly against him, after all I Killed his men in the fight itself.

If he knew what I had done, which I was probably sure he did, then he would certainly not forgive me.

I had thrown our years and years of hard work and sacrifice into the fucking drain. I told the twins about our story. I gave away our secret that was supposed to be kept only to ourselves.

I felt like killing myself. If the council did not kill me then I probably would. I had been selfish. Just for the sake of getting that heavy weight from myself, I had let slip everything from my mouth. I had taken a goddamn oath to Bury our secret alive, but I broke it. An oath, which symbolises my loyalties lying with our clan. I had let myself flow with my emotions and spat everything out like an idiot I was.

Now, not only did I betray my mates but I also betrayed my family.

Now I belong nowhere.

Maybe it was for right that I was going to die soon. It served me right.

The door of the room slid open slowly. It's hinges creaked in the silence that was heavy inside the room. Both twins walked inside and stood side by side. They both looked distraught and exhausted. Both of them stared at me but still did not say anything.

I smiled at both of them and rested my head behind the headboard, looking at the ceiling.

"Couldn't turn the decision around?" I asked them both. Silence greeted me as an answer and I got their answer. I stared at them both and beckoned them to come closer. They did.

"That's alright. I had accepted it as it is. I was born cursed." I said taking each of their hands in my own. Twins tensed at my words and clenched their jaws hard. Both of them settled on the side of the bed and cradled me.

"You are not cursed, Linda." James told me. He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed it from behind. He then placed it on his forehead and rubbed it.

"You are not cursed." He whispered slowly and heaved out a sigh.

"We tried everything in our power to stop this from happening but we could not. We tried to convince everyone in the Council. We tried very hard, but they did not budge." He told me.

"Shhh..." I whispered.

"These are the last moments that I got with you. I don't want to lose this chance to spend time with you. Let's not waste it on things that we could or could not do. I just wanna lie down with you both and fall asleep in your arms until the first ray of tomorrow morning." I told them. The morning I wish I could stop from coming.

I closed my eyes and settled down in bed. Michael and James did the same. Both of their hands went on my stomach and their head in the crook of my neck.

Simultaneously, both of them breathed deeply and buried their faces in my hair. We stayed like this for a minute or two before I felt Michael shaking.

He was crying. I stroked his arm. Then I felt James vibrating with his muffled sobbing too. I stroked his hair with my other hand, when I broke too. And then we kept crying and crying.

Until we fell asleep.

Without me being able to confess my love for them.

Next day, when I woke up I saw that I was alone on the bed. I sat up and looked around for any other existence except mine but found none. So I flung my feet out of the bed. Pressing my head into my hands, I remained seated like that.

Five minutes later, the door opened and a maid walked in. She walked in with a set of clothes. Without uttering a single word, she helped me out of my white gown. She cut any badges that were creating any problem in the dressing. My wounds were still fresh but they were not bleeding anymore. My finger that was cut off by Elijah was also bandaged. Everything in my body hurt but not as bad as knowing that I was going to say goodbye to my mates.

Anyway, she pushed me into a new set of pants and shirt and forced me to walk out with her. However, before doing that she bound my hands behind my back and covered my head with a black hood and tightened it around my neck.

It was completely black and had a little space for breathing. It left me at the mercy of the maid, who dragged me roughly out of the room. We walked and walked. During which she took so many twists and turns. She probably repeated going through one place just to bring me through another. She did it to confuse me so that I could not remember the way.

And it worked. I lost the count of every single turn. My lack of breathing and blindness made it very difficult to do so. Finally, I felt coming out in the open sky and realised that we left the building that I was put in.

Even knowing that I was going to be hanged soon, a smile creeped onto my face realising the fact that I would not die in a dark suffocating room like I was once locked in, when I was a kid. I was going to die in the open sky. Beneath the sky. The one I once hoped to see. Once that I fought for.

The maid forced me to take steps and walked upstairs and then stopped. The hood was stripped away from my face. I blinked a lot to adjust to the lightning.

In front of me were everyone from the so-called Council and twins. I had a thought that they wanted to include all the pack and give them a show of their life by letting them watch a traitor hanging but they did not. Maybe because Michael and James convinced them not to.

Among all of these thoughts, I failed to notice that Elijah was not among them. I got to know where he was when a warm breath hit my ear.

"Watch. Watch carefully and remember their faces. Remember them even when you are rotting in hell. Because you need to remember that you should not screw with us. Remember the faces of your Mates when they see you leaving your soul and remember the hurt. It's what you deserve." He told me. I spun my head around and looked at his smirking face. I hated his face. I gave him a smirk of my own.

"And you should remember this face." I told him, pointing my bounded hand to my face.

"Remember this face and remember the failure it caused you. A traitor walked around in one of your packs, attended your parties and killed many of your men. And remember, if only one hunter was capable of doing that, then what would you do if there were more than one." I taunted him. I knew that he would react and I had expected the result. Thus I did not flinch when he back - handed me.

My face rolled to one side at the impact of the hit and my cheek started to throb. He jerked his head to someone behind me and somebody jerked me behind.

All of a sudden, an intense pain shot through my stomach and I let out a blood curdling scream. My knees folded in pain and I fell on the ground. The pain came in waves over and over and over again until everything in front my eyes darkened and I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was on my hospital bed again and I saw Michael and James sitting on either side of my bed. There was Elijah standing with an angry scowl on his face with his arms crossed and a lady in a white coat.

They all looked at me like trouble.

The lady adjusted her badge and let out a sigh.

"Miss Linda. You are pregnant." The lady doctor announced. A gasp left my mouth.

"What?" I asked her.

"What do you mean by that? I'm pregnant?" I asked again, unable to believe what she was saying.

"How...?" I said but someone's voice caught my attention.

"Linda." James spoke up. My eyes met his and tears pooled in my eyes.

I was pregnant.

"Whose is it?" I asked the doctor. She pursed her lips.

"Tell me!" I shouted. Nobody moved, nobody said anything.

"Linda." James spoke again but there was something different about him. There was something different about both of them. They looked at me with skepticism. I was confused. What was wrong? What was going on?

"Linda. You are going to give birth to this baby and then you will be returned to your due punishment." Michael told me. It hit me like a brick.

"What?" I asked them. My voice shook. I placed my hand on my stomach and felt the real fear. It terrified me to another level. Because this time, my baby was at stake too.

My eyes jumped from one to another as I tried to gauge what the hell was going on.

Why was he saying that?

"After nine months, you will be executed." James told me.

Those were the last words I heard from any of them.