Chapter 11 Sabrinaâs pov:
The rest of the day went by uneventful, and for that I was grateful.
I donât know what happened, but it was like my perception of time had been damaged. The day went by very slowly. It felt like months had passed but it was in fact just hours. The healer came back at intervals to check in on me. He would give me a sedative and Iâd be knocked out. An hour later, Iâll wake up and just stare into space.
But at least the painkillers worked and I didnât feel like I was being eaten alive by a million fire ants.
âIs something wrong with me?â I asked the healer as he gave me my...sixth dose of sedative for the day.
âNo. You have a lot of injuries. He stated plainly.
âI mean like...am I okay? You keep giving me more and more drugs.â
He stared at me, and confusion flashed in his eyes. âYouâll be fine He said at last.
He didnât answer the question.
I woke up at night paralyzed. I was aware of Mt body but it wouldnât move or cooperate with my My heart started to race fast and beads of sweat formed on my brow.
Someone was here with me! Someone is in this room right now Come on body! Move! I know you can do it! Movel commands to move.
A candle appeared in front of me. My eyes widened and I gasped, memories of the incident with Blair rushed to my mind. No! No not again please! Even my tongue wonât move! The only sounds I could make were pitiful whimpers.
Blair leaned down in front of me, her face illuminated with the candle light. It was the exact same candle she used on me. âHello, slave,â She said with an evil smile. She looked around the room and hummed. âWow. Who knew you needed to be half dead to get a half decent room?â
I whimpered, tears rushed to my eyes. I hated being helpless. I liited being unable to move and teach her a lesson or two.
I hated this!
She cocked her head to the side and her smile grew, âI wonder whatâll happen if I set this room on fire too. Will they give you an even better room? Will they even find you in time? I wonder wonder. But thereâs only one way to find out right?â
Come on Sabrinal Movel Jair raised the candle to my face. The heat of it brought back memories. The hot wax. The smoke. The inability to run or cry for help.
âWhatâs the matter?â Blair asked, her tone taunting. âCanât speak? guess so.â
She rose to her feet and pulled the candle away from my face.
âGet well dear slave. Your punishment isnât over.â
14 22:00 Tue, Nov 5 G Chapter II She walked away, humming a happy tune to herself. I didnât get any sleep for the rest of the night.
DK$374%é¢ By the evening of the second day, the sedatives stopped working at all. I think the healer gave up when he came for my evening checkup and saw me walking around the room.
âTs anything the problem?â I asked, with how intensely he was staring at me.
âHow do you feel?â He asked.
I did a mental check of myself. The pain was still there, embers of it continued to burn brightly. But my legs and arms felt completely fine, even though the bandages were still wrapped around them tightly.
âI feel okay.â I said. âJust some pain thatâs all He muttered something under his breath that I didnât catch. He gave me more medicine and told me to get a lot of rest. Then he left. I donât know, but it looked like he was eager to leave.
There was a mirror in the room. I stood before it, staring at my reflection. I looked drained, that was the word for it. I was all bandaged up, from my arms to my neck. I wore a loose fitting black gown that flowed down to the ground. Loose so that it couldnât hurt my inflamed back.
The door suddenly burst open. âNifra, you have to...
I turned to the doorway. A man walked into the room, a bright smile on his face. His smile fell as he saw me standing there.
âWho are you?â He asked, a dark brow raised.
Oh my goodness, heâs so handsome.
I stared into his eyes, so bright and blue like a sunny ocean. He lead light brown hair that was swept to one side, brushing his face. His face was masculine, but it had a delicate softness to it at the same time. He was dressed like a sort of prince, in flowing white robes that has intricate designs etched intro the expensive looking fabric. He frowned, and I realized I was just staring at him instead of speaking.
âIâm Sabrina,â I quickly said and bowed.
âSabrina,â He said, âI donât recall seeing you around here.â
âThatâs because sheâs new. A new voice snapped. Lady Nifra.
The man turned to her and smiled brightly. âNifra! I was searching all over for you....â He lived to hug her and she swiftly dodged his outstretched hands.
âSir Caldan, please keep your hands to yourself. Respectfully.â
The e man sulked. âCome on. Itâs been months, and believe me when I say Iâm so happy to see you again.â
Nifra looked at me pointedly, as if she was trying to pass a message. The man, Caldati, turned and looked at me too.
âOh, He laughed. âSabrina dear, I hope you donât mind. Iâm trying to get this dear friend of mine to show some affection.â âIâm not your friendâ Nifra said with a tired sigh.
âYou see?â He said to me and shook his head. âSo cold, she is.â
I nodded, unsure of what to say. He was so laid back, and last Nitra was practically glaring at me like I did something wrong-
2/4 22:00 Tue, Nov 5 GD Chapter 11 âHeâs waiting for you.â Nifra snapped to him. âYou shouldnât keep him waiting.â
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I had an idea of who the âhe was. Could it be the alpha of alpha My heart skipped a beat. Thatâs right. This is all his fault. If he hadnât made me a slave I wouldnât have to suffer this pain right now.
âDo I have to see him right now? I mean, itâs late and I just got back.â
Nifra t turned her full attention to him.
âAlright! Alright,â He raised his hands in surrender. âIâll go now.â
âThank you.â
He turned to me and smiled. Till we meet again. Rina Rina?! Why is he talking to me like he knows me? Is this how he talks to everyone else?
I controlled my emotions and smiled back. âGoodbye,â I said.
On his way out, he tried to hug Nifra again. She dodged him and he burst out laughing. He walked out of the room and gently closed the door behind him, his robes billowing after him Wow. That was...most strange.
Now it was just me and Nifra. I donât know why, but being alone with her filled my heart with apprehension.
âYou shouldnât be out of bed yet.â She said firmly. âYour injuries were very severe.
âAny more in that bed and Iâd develop bed sores 1 grumbled.
âYouâre such an annoying slave.â
I stared blankly at her. Sheâs so damn cold. Seriously, whatâs her problem? Did something crawl up her behind and die?
She walked up to me and grabbed my wrist.
âWhat are you doing?! I gasped, I pulled my hand back but she didnât let go.
She grabbed the bandage on my arm and yanked it off. It unraveled and fell off my arm. The skin it revealed was smooth and precise, not even a single burn mark in sight.
Nifra gasped and pulled back from me. Her eyes widened, and for the first time I saw shock in her eyes.
âYou...â She gasped, raising a hand to her lips. âHow are you...â
I stared down at my arm. Sure, there were no wounds in sight, but I felt like there were healing burns on my arm Strange. How did I heal so fast? Itâs only been two days?
I looked at Nifra but she had regained her composure. She stood stiffly and folded her hands together.
âYou should get some rest. She said at last. âHave a good night.
âAnd you too.â I said calmly, I walked back to the bed and sat down. Her reaction had been a bit extreme. I mean, I was being pumped full of medicine for the past two days so what did she expect!
I looked down at my legs with the bandages around them. I slowly undid the bandages. Hit by bit they came off and revealed 22:00 Tue, Nov 5 G Chapter 11 skin.
It was smooth and spotless. I undid the bandage on on my arm, and the injuries were gone too.
My back still stung like a bitch. So I guess itâs nothing after all.
74 She turned and headed to the door. Then she turned back and looked at me. âAlso,â She said, making me raise my head from my limbs to look at her. âStay away from Sir Caldan wherever you see him.â
âWhy?â I asked with a frown.
âStay away from him.â She said her tone dark. âAnd no more questions.â
Stay away from him? That seems a bit overkill. Who is he?
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