Scarred Luna

I got dragged to the feet of Lucas. I shivered as the guards threw me to the floor, right at his feet, before they moved back.

I swallowed in fear as he towered above me. I dared not look up at him but I could feel the heat of the familiar irritated glare.

“How many crimes did you commit this time, little lamb?” He asked and I shook with fear, barely taking a second before I answered him. Lucas hated slow people. I didn’t even think about the question enough before I answered.

“Two, Your Majesty” I said and he laughed before he suddenly went silent. I was about to crane my head up when I heard the sickening tearing of my own skin. He had whipped me and it caught me so off guard, I shrieked in pain.

“Tsk, tsk. You forgot rule number one” he said as he whipped me again and I stifled a groan as tears streamed down my face. I was not caught off guard this time and I was very much used to this.

“Good girl,” he said.

“Now, let me ask you again. How many crimes did you commit this time?” He asked me again and my brain worked at full speed.

I did not know! Fuck.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Four” I answered him and he chuckled before landing another whip on my back.

This went on for a while, with me getting the answer wrong every time and him whipping me repeatedly.

By now, the back of my dress was torn and I could feel air blow against my new wounds and ones that have reopened.

I was bleeding and my dress was beginning to get soaked with my own blood.

Finally, he stopped and then, he sighed deeply.

“You see, little lamb, I have tried. I’ve given you numerous chances and you lost it every single time. So, now I have no choice but to do the needful” he said, his voice mocking, and I almost went crazy, trying to figure out what he meant. That was until he spoke and cleared up my confusion.

“The world reeks enough because of you, so it’s time to do everyone a favor and get rid of you. At least, the world will stink less” he said and sobs racked through my body as I stared up at him. His dark eyes regarded me with disgust, as always and it showed no mercy.

His eyes, his build, every single thing about him was frightful, just as the same as the first day I got here. You would think it’ll get better with time but no matter how much I grew, he remained a frightful monster.

I lowered my gaze to the floor. There was no changing his mind. This was what he wanted to do, he was just having fun by prolonging it.

I sighed in defeat. I might as well just die and get it over with. I’ve had the worst life, I wasn’t even sure why I was fighting to live anymore. There was nothing left for me in this world. All I had was ripped from me but I still had sixteen good years that I got to spend in peace and happiness. I’ll cling on to that till I take my last breath.

So, I did not beg for my life and somehow, this angered him even more.

He laughed humorlessly like a maniac before he spoke.

“Looks like the little lamb has finally grown some balls” he said and he suddenly pulled me by my hair and I fought the urge to yelp.

He craned my head towards him as he gripped my hair so hard, and my eyes met his.

Dark, soulless, scary. Like the depths of an ocean at night.

“I’ll make sure I’m the last person you lay your eyes on,” he said. He made it sound like he was doing me a favor and I should be eternally grateful.

I looked him dead in the eye, until he let go of my hair and suddenly kicked my ribs, making me groan in pain.

They were only just getting better.

“Let’s go” he ordered his guards as he began to head outside and two of the guards hurriedly grabbed me and basically dragged me after him.

Eventually, we got to the forest of wolves and I gasped in disbelief. One of the most deadly forests in the kingdom. It contained raging wolves that offended the moon goddess and got cursed to stay in their wolf form.

No, no, no.

These wolves will literally tear me to pieces. I wanted a fast death, not a slow death.

I struggled against their arms but they held me in place.

Lucas whistled loudly and I swallowed in fear as we waited in utter silence. Then, distant sounds of rapid footsteps grew scarily closer.

Lucas turned to his guards.

“Do you plan on dying with her?” He asked them and they hurriedly shook their heads and threw me on the floor.

They all moved backwards as I scrambled to get on my feet, picking a tree branch in the process. Just as I managed to get up, wolves began to appear and they slowly circled me, stalking me like I was their next prey.

I refused to go down this way.

Then all of a sudden, one of them charged for me and I suppressed the urge to scream as I raised the branch.

I mentally repeated the chant just as my father had taught me.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.