Chapter 142 Lisa: Chained

The sound of water dripping is the first thing to break through the darkness of my mind.

Plink.

Plink-plink.

Plink.

It's an erratic rhythm that leaves me uncomfortable.

The voices come next, soft, sibilant whispers. Evil. Whoever they are, they'd be the villains in any story.

Eventually, I realize the darkness is really just pain. Pain that throbs and aches in half my face. But why?

Vampires.

That's why.

My eyes fly open when I finally remember, and I struggle to sit up, blinking into the darkness.

I can't see anything.

Are my eyes open?

My hands won't reach my face, yanking against something cold and hard around my wrists.

Manacles?

Swiping my hands around, I can feel the heavy, rusted chains holding me down, bolted to the floor.

Fuck.

This is…

Really not good.

Ava. Is Ava here?

"Ava?" I whisper, but there's nothing.

that erratic plink, plink-plink of

the voices

Plink.

Plink-plink.

Plink.

I try to move again, the

my arms, but I don't care. I have to get out. I have

Sobs wrack my body, each one tearing out of my throat. It's useless. The

barely stand, the shackles forcing me

Plink. Plink-plink.

I try to force my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Shapes slowly emerge from the inky blackness. Rough stone walls, a small

I'm in a cell.

A fucking cell.

in a strangled laugh. I'm chained up in some vampire's dungeon like a gothic romance heroine. Except there's no dashing hero

Plink-plink-plink.

pace, as if mocking my realization. I want to

can't shift into a wolf or melt into shadows. Humans are weak and helpless

I hate this.

thoughts drift to Kellan. I'd hated how he was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us safe, at

I wish desperately that he was here to tell me I

take his smugness over this any day of

find me when I

my eyes, hot and bitter. I let them fall, too tired to fight

think of Ava, of her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won't give up on me. She'll tear this world

it be enough? Can they really go up against vampires and

I don't know anything

I'm so fucking scared

Plink.

Plink-plink.

Plink.

head, driving out every other thought. It's maddening, the irregularity of it. I want to scream, to beg

I don't. I bite my lip hard enough to taste blood and focus on the pain.

that Kellan and Ava will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place

believe that. Because the alternative is too terrifying

close my eyes and picture Kellan's face. I imagine his arms around

moment, just a moment,

Plink.

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