Page 107 of Cursed Heirs

Choices causing pain and loss.

And before this war was over, there would only be more.

How many could we stand before it truly broke us into pieces?

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~Alena~

“I’m with you. I’m with you all.”

“We’re with you too. All the way, Alena.”

Our sweet and loving words shared with one another played at the forefront of my mind as I slowly opened my eyes.

“It took you long enough.”

I gasped and jolted, fighting like hell to get my bearings as quickly as possible.

And then I sawhimsitting there in a high-backed metal chair, lounging with his head in his hand, watching me with amusement.

Constantine.

I instinctively went to move, to escape him, but my hands found resistance.

I looked to see them bound and my arms outstretched either side of me, held by hefty chains embedded in the concrete walls. My feet were shackled by chains buried in the floor too.

And I was fucking naked.

“What is this?” I demanded.

“Hmm, your human half certainly doesn’t do you any favors. It was far too easy to choke you out.”

It came back to me quickly. Waking up in myalmostright mind, except for that dark rage that had come with it, having that confrontation with Cornwell, then attempting to make my escape only to be thwarted by the maniac before me.

“Why am I here? In the… basement?”

“Yes, the basement of my mansion,” he said, rising to his feet. “You no longer get the honor of my chambers now that you’ve rejected my spell. My good friend, Callum, told me all about it. Even breaking my gift to you? I’m hurt, Alena.”

“Your gift? You mean the collar you stuck me with like a fucking animal?” I seethed.

He burst right in front of me. “Like you’remine,”he seethed back.

“I’m not, nor will I ever be.”

He trailed his fingers over my breasts and I tried to twist away, but to little avail thanks to the chains. “You weren’t saying that when I had my hands on you numerous times during our liaisons. In fact, you were pleading for my touch, craving the dark pleasure I could provide.”

“You messed with my mind! It wasn’t me!”

“It was my preferred version of you.” His fingers trailed lower, down my stomach, over my hip bone. “And, my, did you surrender to me, darling princess. As you will now. Don’t bother trying to break your binds, those chains are imbued with my favored black magic.”

I screamed as he suddenly thrust two fingers inside me.

“This cunt was begging for me to fill it with my darkness,” he growled, employing his vampire speed and pulling pained screams from me as he abused my resistant insides.

I choked when he finally pulled his fingers free. “Yet, now you’re bone-dry, unwelcoming.” His eyes flashed. “Ungrateful wretch. I offered you pleasure and power beyond your wildest imagination.”

“I. Will. Kill. You,” I rasped, trying to catch my breath.

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