Chapter 8: Chapter 8

He glares at me with deep intensity that I can’t comprehend, “Get into the bath tub.”

What?

“How am I going to do that when I have no clothes to put on.”

He shakes his head at me and walks out of the room, leaving me alone with a towel wrapped on my chest.

I laugh.

Oh Goddess!

He is affected by the mate bond, so badly.

Maybe, me almost pulling my clothes off in front of him was a good idea after all.

It left me alone in this room.

I don’t even know how I manage to pull off my clothes.

Oh… yeah, I tore them off me.

My sister would freak out when she finds out that I tore my underwear…

Just kidding, just kidding.

I’m still putting on my underwear, they are still on me.

He walks back in, with a few set of clothing in one hand and a glass of water in another.

Oh my gosh, he brought me a glass of water.

He is such a gentleman.

I stretch my hands out in glee, “Gimme, gimme that!” And he does.

I take it from him and immediately gulp it down. As it touches my tongue, I make a face and turn to him.

“That’s a potion made by a witch to heal you,” When I try to spit it out, he says, “If you want your wolf to come back quickly, you better drink it.”

Blah!

I gulp down every last drop in the glass and give it back to him, “That was awful. The witch should consider adding some sugar in her next potion.”

Hopefully, I won’t drink that again.

He ignores me like I thought he would, he is getting pretty predictable.

“The potion will heal you more faster. It will take a while for it to kick in,” His eyes moves to my ankle.

I don’t want to look. No, I don’t wanna!

“So you’re trying to say that it’s still going to hurt.”

What am I saying?

It’s literally hurting me right now.

“It may sting a little when you walk,” He lays clothes on the bed.

At least, I’d be able to walk. That’s great.

As he shifts away from me, the door opens and the male who freed me walks in.

I still don’t know why Sebastian calls this dipsh- I mean guy here.

The male walks to me and I notice that his eyes are looking down.

Probably because I am in a towel.

He apparently came to wrap my ankle with a bandage and when he’s done, he leaves.

I turn to Sebastian, “You know, that guy hurt me.”

“Stand up and get into the bath tub. Call me when you are done.”

I roll my eyes, “How am I going to call you, through a phone?”

He points to the phone on the nightstand, “Yes.”

“Don’t you think I could use that to escape. I could call me sister?”

“Your sister is in the fey realm. They don’t embrace the technology age, Minerva. Their magic can do a whole lot of things for them.”

Dumb me!

“And you don’t know anyone’s number.”

I smile at him as he walks to the door, “You are in a good mood today.”

He looks over his shoulder and smiles too, “Watching you cry out in pain makes me happy.”

At the statement, my smile is lost, “Fuck you!”

“You wouldn’t want that,” His laugh echoes in the room before he leaves.

I am going to strangle him one day.

I stand to my feet slowly. It does sting a bit, but nothing less than that.

I look down.

Goddess, what kind of mad male is this?

Why would he bandage my leg before I go to take my bath.

Damn him!

Damn both of them.

When I get into the tub, I make sure that my leg doesn’t touch the water.

No, I can’t do this.

Ugh!

I loose the bandage on my ankle…

Oh gosh, it healed, but why aren’t I feeling the presence of my wolf.

Please Goddess, let her not be dead.

No, she can’t be.

The silver in my system will take some while to go off.

I just have to wait for it to burnt off by the potion.

I breath out in relief. She isn’t gone.

When I am done taking my bath and getting dressed, I sit on the bed and scroll down the numbers.

Actually, there’s only one number here and it’s Sebastian’s.

With a small groan, I call him and he answers in a beep, “I’ll be there in three seconds,” Before I can say a word, he cuts the call.

Crazy bastard!

He still hasn’t learnt how to hold a conversation.

“You don’t look too bad.”

I let out a scream as I sight him by the door, “That was less than three seconds.”

“Come.”

Goddess, what’s up with him and single words. His bride should present him the gift dictionary quickly.

I follow him out of the room and guess where he takes me, to the kitchen.

“You’re going to work for me,” He says, “You will work for me.”

I frown, “I will work for you? How much are we talking about, three hundred dollars a week or-”

I shut up when I see him glaring at me.

“You’re going to get glaring line,” I tease. “Glaring lines, you get it.”

“You might make me consider really killing you,” He smiles at me.

Okay? That’s a little creepy.

“Just tell me what my job is,” I roll my eyes.

He glares at me again before he speaks, “You will be working as a maid in the palace, that’s the only way I can keep you close.”

You mean keep me far away from Greyson.

“You are not to speak to my family, or to my wife at any point, no matter what unless I tell you to.”I knew that this is a contract, the only thing it’s lacking is a paper for me to sign.

It’s probably hidden somewhere, I just have to look for it.

“Won’t they recognize me? I’m sure they will, especially all of them.”

“I took care out that, they won’t remember you at all. You are just a simple filthy maid to them.”

Did he just call me filthy?

“Even your fiancee?” He doesn’t answer me, “I guess her too. Continue your terms.”

I don’t think he has the strength to glare at me this time, he grits his teeth in anger.

He is actually running out of ways to express his anger.

“You are not to leave this castle on any occasion or you will face severe consequences.”

You won’t know when I leave, Seby.

“Understood,” The look he gives to me tells me that he doesn’t believe me.

“Is that all?” I ask, “If I do this, will you let me go and Greyson too?” He squints his eyes at me at the mention of Greyson’s name.

“You won’t leave this place, ever,” His voice rumbles lowly. I notice that all I his sentences start with a ‘you.’

“You don’t want me and I don’t want you, Sebastian. I still don’t know why I am here.”

“To carry my pups.”

I squint my eyes at him too, “That will never happen, and you know it. She can carry your pups for all I care.”

“But she isn’t you. She is just a human who mean not-”

“What?” I frown. For a second there, I thought he was pleading with me, in a way.

Weird.

“Do as you’re told, Minerva,” He glares.

He can never stay in a good mood, can he?

The sound of heels coming our way, makes me look away from him. His apparently, future mate walks towards us with a smile on her face.

I observe how it wavers when she sees me.

I don’t blame her, if I was with a smile right now it would have dropped completely.

Of course, I see why Sebastian chose her over me.

Those long legs, slender frame, long blonde hair and perfect oval face.

Who wouldn’t want that.

For once in my life, I am ashamed of my bob, my beautiful bob hair.

She holds on to Sebastian’s arm tightly, “Seby, who is this?”

So she is the one decreasing his vocabulary, I guess she burnt all the dictionaries.

I try to press down the rising jealousy with a smile, an uptight smile but not so uptight.

“A new maid. I was only showing her the ropes,” Sebastian’s smile lovingly at her and my heart squeezes in pain.

I guess I’m thankful that this isn’t a repeat of our first introduction. Yeah, that’s just it.

She holds on to him, “Isn’t she suppose to know that before now?”

“I have to get to work.”

I hurry out of their sight.

I don’t want to shed a tear because of him again.

* * * * * * * * *

As I walk into the prison and the door closes behind me, Greyson eyes fly open.

He sits up, “Hey, I thought you wouldn’t come back.”

His eyes move to my foot, “You’re healed already?”

I nod numbly and walk into my open cell. I don’t care that the place has been cleaned.

“Want to talk about it?”

I lay on my side and hug my legs close to my chest, “There’s nothing to talk about.”

My tears are my lullaby to sleep.

I cry, I cry in front of Greyson to the ears of everyone in the prison and I don’t care.