ISOLDE
After Rowan married his fated mate, everything went back to normal.
Peace returns among the wolves and the witches once again. Velin gave birth to a baby boy, the future heir. I was genuinely happy and said," Mine will soon come."
Months passed.
Then years.
Rowan changed.
He started acting coldly towards me. He would ignore me. Deny me of sleep.
He stopped talking to me. Stopped looking at my face like before.
At night, I would wake beside him. The silence between us was louder than cries, and when I tried to reach out to him…to remind him of our love.
He would growl at me, speak venomous words at my face," Useless. Fruitless."
I was powerless, shattered, and hopeless.
I love him so much that I never thought of leaving him one day even with the way he was treating me.
I believed my old husband was still buried deep in this cold new husband he had turned to that he would come around.
But I was wrong.
I held onto broken promises and love that still linger between us.
Still hoping.
Still waiting.
He disconnected every means of getting close to him. He found solace in another witch–Felda, shortly after his fated mate got sick after her childbirth.
Felda was submissive, soft-spoken, and pretty; she would brew him tea and sing his praises during the royal bath until he married her, too.
I accepted everything not because I had no pride but because I was hopeless. I had nowhere to go. I didn't know where to start.
No witch will marry a barren witch, not to mention a wolf. I was a disappointment to my parents no matter how they say otherwise.
And Elisa warned me!
"Don't marry a king who would exchange your soul for power?" She warned me.
I should have listened to my sister.
But no! I was so blinded by love.
And I wasn't going to give up on him yet.
I knew he still believed in me, which is why he didn't kill me earlier.
"Really Isolde? That's why he threw you into his pit to rot?" a voice hissed in my head.
I shook my head continuously, my hands on the wall of the dark dungeon, hot tears never leaving my face, and the aches in my heart weren't leaving anytime soon.
"No! He still believes in me!" I cried loudly knowing no one would hear me or rescue me.
"Rowan believes in me, right? He knows I don't kill his heir right? He was going to investigate the killer right?"
No one answered.
"Ahhhh!! Isolde! You won't end up like this if you've listened to Elisa. Oh no! I can't leave them!" I dragged my feet with the chains, the silver burned my legs, draining me of power.
I was nothing here. Not a witch or queen but a prey.
Fummzzzz!!
A low and dark sound echoed through the dungeon. I started walking with the remaining strength, hoping to see the dungeon's entrance, which I knew wasn't possible.
"You can't get out of here," the voice in my head reminded me," you can only get out except if you're an Alpha."
And I knew!
"I knew!" I yelled.
Fummzzzz!!!
The sound got closer. I couldn't see the monster but I could feel it walking closer to me.
I stopped walking as the air changed, thick, dark, and deadly. A chill ran down my spine.
Then it touched me.
Something long and thick like claws brushed my right arm. I stood frozen, moving away quickly after regaining myself.
"Who are you?! Get away from me or I will kill you!" I yelled, my hands clenched into a fist even though I had no strength.
The monster didn't answer.
Fummzzzz!!!
Then it dawned on me that it couldn't talk and his touch felt like… a hound.
Shadow Hound.
Oh no!
The chains were the only ones that were making noises as I continued to move back, almost turning to run to nowhere, but I hit something, melting, and the smell?
Gosh! It was terrible!
Its breathing was bad.
The same hound!!
I stepped away, but the hound grabbed my left arm, his claws reaching for my neck," Get off me!!" I tried to yank his stinky hand away, but I couldn't as it got hold of my hands with the silver chains.
Suddenly, he raised me with my neck, my legs swinging in the air. I fought with everything I had left, but it was too strong. I cried and screamed, but nothing happened.
Then, another and another hound. They started coming towards us as I heard their horrible sound.
Fummzzzz! Fummzzzz!! Fummzzzz!!! Fummzzzz!!!
I had to give up once again like I gave to Rowan. He had made me powerless with these chains.
One hound dragged me from the one holding my neck, and I fell to the ground helplessly as I hit my head on the cold and stony ground.
I winced and gasped in pain. One grabbed my leg, one grabbed my hand, and some surrounded me. I could picture them in my head with their annoying sound.
Then I felt a sharp pain at the upper side of my left breast, a bite.
A hound bite that was poisonous and could kill me in just three days.
"Ahhhh!" I shouted as I cried in pain, I struggled but they were just coming out more and more.
"Isolde! Isolde!!" I heard a faint voice calling my name but maybe I was dreaming. How could another human being be here?
"Isolde! Are you in there?" The voice started coming towards us.
"I will find you! Just stay strong!" The voice was getting thicker and colder.
I started to shiver on the floor. The hounds stilled. They sniffed the dark and angry aura I felt and started to walk away.
Wait…that was the aura I felt before I found myself here.
Was it the person who threw me here?
If he was the one, why was he looking for me again?
Or was it Rowan who had finally remembered our love again?
A tiny smile found its way to my lips, admitting my tears and pain as the hounds finally left me, my back on the cold and stony ground.
My heart rose and fell as I lay flat on the cold floor, broken, bleeding. He should find me like this. He should see what he has done to me.
"Isolde," A voice bent over and cupped my face, lifting me up. A warm, gentle breath hit my face. My blurry eyes raised as I saw his golden eyes that shone through the dungeon.
He was in his wolf turning state. Strong. Protective.
"I'm sorry this is happening to you," he said, dragging me to his body, hugging me as if I were something precious. I blinked to see clearly between the blurry.
I reached out to him, my hand clutching his collar. I slammed my red lips on his quickly before he could speak again.
My tongue dominated his, in appreciation, his lips felt like ash and rain.
I felt him shiver and freeze under me, this only gave me more power to dominate him. I kissed him like that was the last time I would do it.
It was as if that was everything I needed, the kiss was so smooth and tender, it almost washed away all my pain.
I broke the kiss when I had had enough.
His lips were softer than usual, and I dragged him closer to me again, meeting his wide golden eyes that bore into my dark green eyes.
"I know you would come, Rowan," I whispered tiredly.
"I'm not…Rowan, Isolde," the man stammered in fear or shock.
What?!
But how…come?!
He felt like so much of himself. His voice. His body. Even though I couldn't see him clearly in the dark.
They all had gold eyes at their turning state and could decide to be in that mode, so I couldn't see their real eyes either.
What have I done?
What was I thinking?
How would I think Rowan, who threw me here, would come and get me out?
I was so stupid!
But who could this be?
I reached for his check and felt a long hair dangling at the back of my hand. My hand trembling, traced his long hair to his neck.
He had long hair?!
My hand dropped and I fell into darkness immediately.
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Author: Who do you think rescues her?